bend me over

I like em pint size

2011-08-20T03:21:00.000-07:00

Yeah that's what Jamie said to me yesterday when we hooked up. He was explaining why he enjoyed fucking me haha. He had had another trick a week ago while I was away but said the guy was too big. I hadn't exactly thought of myself as pint size – I'm 5'8" and 160lb. But Jamie is a lot bigger and taller, maybe 200lb, and a lot stronger. A few times when he's fucked me he's just picked me up from the bed and carried me to the sofa or picked me up with his dick inside me to fuck me standing up.

Yesterday he seemed particularly horned up. He said it was a week since he had last hooked up. As usual we started with me sitting on him while he rocked up into me. Then he got up on his knees, pushed my legs back and fucked me missionary style. At times it got really intense - when he's extra hard he seems to gain a bit of length which makes it painful for me but in a good way, if you know what I mean. He went for about half an hour before he put a load in me.

I told him I wanted his fist again. He tried both hands but once he had me loosened up he switched to his left. We knew from last time that it seemed easier to get his left hand in the last inch or two. I must have been feeling relaxed: within ten minutes he had his left hand in me up to the knuckles. I could feel that I had loosened up enough to take him the rest of the way. A few final hits of amyl and he slid in all the way to the wrist.

It's hard to describe the sensation of having a fist in you. This time for some reason was quite special. Jamie has a big hand so it was still tight and the sensation was intense. It made me hungry for intimacy. He doesn't kiss but I reached out and pulled him down to me, wrapped my hands around his head, pulled his face down alongside mine, ran my hands up and down his back, held him close ...

At some point I think I twisted onto my side, and then I was up on my knees, wanting to feel him from different angles. I was breathing hard and making a lot of noise. He moved his fingers in me a bit but didn't try to fuck me with his fist. I don't think I was loose enough for that. From what Jamie told me today he was in me for about ten minutes. There came a point where the sensation was too much to take and I asked him to pull out. I was on my belly at this point. He wasn't finding it easy. Eventually I just moved forward and pulled off him. Aaahhh! Fuck that was hard. I just lay there overwhelmed for a few minutes till I got my head back together. When I recovered I was still hungry for closeness. I remember wrapping myself around him, sort of purring or whatever you call the noises you make when you just have to be skin to skin everywhere with the guy who's been doing magical things inside your guts.

We lay there for a well just replaying the whole thing. He is completely hooked on it. He loves looking at my arse, playing with it and above all getting up inside it. I think he would do it all day if I could take it. Next time he wants to video it. I forget sometimes that this is all new to him. When I was wondering why it was so hard to get his fist out of me at the end I asked whether he had his fingers extended or in a fist. He said he had been holding them in a fist. Duh.
He texted me today to see if I was up for another round. He was all horned up again and gave me the second load he had promised but not delivered yesterday. I got to enjoy it more too – I hate the flavor of the Vaseline lotion he always uses so this time I took some silicon lube instead. After he pulled out I reached down and pushed out a handful of fresh Vaseline-free jizz to lick off my fingers. Yuummm. I wanted his fist again. We tried but couldn't get in that last inch. Still too tender from yesterday. I think that might have something to do with the fact that he made a fist inside me as I was pulling off yesterday ...
We compromised. I pushed out some more of his jizz and used it to jack off while he sat on my face and I ate him out. It didn't take me three minutes haha.

Jamie

2011-08-08T03:19:00.000-07:00

Things are warming up with my Samoan fuckbud. He's getting in touch every weekend.
Friday he texted me to see if I could go up to his place for a quickie at lunchtime (couldn't unfortunately). Saturday he sent me another message. I went over round 2pm. He had a Fort Troff video playing. Usual story: he wanted to drop a load in my arse before anything else. He was really horned up. Once he gets going he likes to have me on my back, legs pushed right back. He works my nipples hard because he knows that makes me want more dick. He pushes deep into me and then just grinds away, pelvis to pelvis. He can easily go half an hour like that, and he's a big guy, so it gets intense. For the last minute he was banging me extra hard. I could tell when he came because I felt the heat as he blew his load into me. After he pulled out I pushed my fingers in hoping to get a mouthful. I got a taste but nothing more.
We relaxed for a while watching the video – lots of piss, then fisting and fucking. I asked if he wanted to have another go at getting his fist into me. Last weekend he thought he had got into me but he hadn't gone all the way, only as far as his knuckle. He was keen to have another go. First time he tried was a replay of last weekend: he got as far as the knuckle but couldn't go further. I got him to pull out and we relaxed for a while.
Eventually I said to have another go. It wasn't easy. I was on my back, on the bed. He was just using one hand, and the angle didn't quite seem right. But finally I could tell that it just needed a bit of a push to get in all the way. I rocked and twisted, trying to get the angle right, until I felt it happening.
Then he was in. Aahh fuck! It was just too intense.
"You'll need to take it out".
He just looked at me. "I can't".
"Just straighten your fingers and pull slowly backwards".
"I can't. It won't come out."
Aahh ... I couldn't take it. I braced myself and just pulled off him. Sheeit! Whew.
I just lay there for a minute, overwhelmed. He had a big hand. Pulling off had hurt.
Then he fessed up. It wasn't that he couldn't take it out. It was just that having finally got all the way in he didn't want to pull out. I abused him about it. He just laughed. Prick.
It was nice just lying there touching, with my arse throbbing and the smell of jizz in the air. I was feeling extra relaxed. I said to him to try one more time. I could tell straightaway that this time was different. I don't know whether it was the angle or the j-lube or what but I could tell that he was going in easily. It happened quite fast. He got in as far as the knuckle. I rolled onto my side, pulled my legs up and started bucking to help with the final inch or two. All of a sudden he was all the way in. This time my arse was relaxed. I rolled onto my back and lay there just loving the sensation of having him inside me.
He was like a kid with a Xmas present. It was clear from the first time we talked about fisting that he was fascinated by it and wanted to get into my hole. The other week when he got most of the way in he had taken a couple of pictures with his phone. Now he was in me up to his wrist, the first time he had got his fist inside another guy. We lay there for a while as he moved around in me, tested how far he could push and pull and tried opening his fingers out. He was babbling away about wanting to video it and put it up on xtube. Next time, bud.
I eventually got him to pull out. He asked if he could fuck me again. You kidding? I pulled my legs back to my ears and smiled at him. Yeehaa! This time he had a load in me within five minutes.
The interesting thing is that he seems to be getting more relaxed with me. More chatty, more funny. Talks more, touches me more even if he still doesn't kiss. I think he likes that I respond so much. I go wild when he plays with my nipples or when he gets his fist inside, I end up bucking and jerking like crazy. Yeah he likes that. At the start when he fucks me he makes me sit on him with my knees on the bed and sometimes the sensation is so intense I lie on his chest as he is pushing up into me from behind and i hold onto his head, real tight. Mmmm. This could get interesting.

2011-07-22T15:45:00.000-07:00

I gave you a quick account of my hook-up with Yoshi but I don't think I really conveyed the flavour of it all. It was quite special.
That was partly the fact of the sleepover. I'm not one to root and run but the reality is that I hardly ever end up spending the whole night with a trick. I'm not even sure that Yoshi counts - we turned the light off around 3am and were up by 6am. And I woke him up to put a load up his arse around 4.30am. But for me there there is something special about waking up with a guy you are hot for.
And I was certainly hot for him. It was a few things. I really like his body. A lean guy with smooth olive skin, big hands, big feet and a face that has seen a lot of life...
The intimacy of it all was quite special. Most of the time we were awake we were kissing. Yoshi has a big tongue that he could push a long way into my mouth. Gripping it with my teeth and holding it there while I pulled his nipples or squeezed his balls was a buzz. He would purr if I licked his face or bit him on the nape of the neck.
Maybe part of it was just the easy connection between two pain pigs. At one point I worked his nipples quite intensely for a few minutes. He lay there staring into my face, eyes wide open, the whole time. At another point we were talking about experience of being hurt. I showed him where I had the cigarette scar from Berlin, just under my navel. It turned out he had one himself, right on his belly button – a memento from a guy with whom he had spent a few months in a master-slave relationship.
And I think there is also something about the fact that he was poz. It's not that I'm wanting to get pozzed myself. But for whatever reason I seem to find a rapport with poz guys I hook up with that I don't always enjoy with other guys. Maybe it's just that I feel I can be as slutty as I want with guys who are already poz. Certainly I felt with Yoshi that I could be completely uninhibited, suggest anything, try anything, tell him anything.
I don't know when I'll be back there but I know I will be wanting to spend a weekend with him, naked, before I do anything else. And this time I want his hand all the way up my arse. Just need to get past that last big knuckle ...

Yoshi

2011-07-17T02:51:00.000-07:00

Yoshi's profile said he was poz, bottom, into fisting. I had work stuff until late Monday night so it was midnight before he arrived at the hotel. I liked him immediately. Tall, real skinny, liked kissing. We opened a beer, talked, felt each other all over, kissed. I turned the airconditioning off. We spent about an hour just making out and chatting before we got physical. I pulled his head back over the side of the bed so I could push my dick all the way down his throat. He was a good little pig, let me choke him with my dick before I bent down and licked his face. He wanted my fist so I pulled his briefs off, lubed him up and got in there. He eventually took me almost as far as the elbow. I wanted his fist too. He got most of the way but not the final knuckle - he had big hands. He left me sore but happy. We kissed and cuddled and talked before sleeping.

I woke up hard a couple of hours later, sweating in the heat. I kept my eyes closed, just nosed down his body to his hole, stuck my tongue in and then my dick. He's a dancer, really flexible body. I folded his legs right back behind his ears and starting fucking him, slow at first then harder and faster as I pumped down into him from above. I blew a load into him five minutes later as he pushed his tongue into my mouth.

Where's my bitch?

2011-07-02T02:31:00.000-07:00

I don't think I've told you before about the Spaniard. He sent me a message on a local dating site. I hooked up with him one time a few months ago. He's a big guy, 30ish, has a foot fetish, is into flip-flops. He has a big fat uncut dick. He likes to take charge. Last time he spanked me with the flip-flops and then fucked me. It was kind of fun. He has sent me a few messages since then. For one reason or another the timing hasn't worked out. But today I was back in town and he was horny.
I was running a bit late. He texted me: "Where's my bitch?" When I got there he dropped his sweats and pulled me onto his dick while he put his nose into a bottle of amyl. Once I had him hard and juicy he told me to strip and took me over the other side of the room. Sitting back on the sofa he could get me to suck on his dick while he kept spanking me.
We tried variants on this. A couple of times he leant down and hoisted me over his shoulder in a fireman's carry, getting me to jerk him with one hand while he held me up.
I was getting a bit bored - there was no rhythm to the spanking and it was getting irritating rather than stimulating. I reminded him he'd said he wanted to give me a proper belting. I gave him the strap and explained what he needed to do. He gave me a couple of dozen but I don't think his heart was really in it. Eventually we ended up with him back on the sofa slapping my arse while I licked his feet and sucked his dick.
Then he wanted to fuck me. Last time he insisted on wearing a rubber. I said I didn't have one and just to go ahead anyway. He didn't protest. He pushed my head onto the floor and nailed me from above. The weight of him felt good as he pushed down into me but he wasn't very hard. He pulled out and got me to suck him off, giving me a big but bitter load in the back of my throat.
This all left me a bit unsatisfied. As I left I texted my Samoan FB who lived nearby. Come on round, he said, I want to rape your arse. As usual he wanted a lazy start – he was on his back in bed, wanting me to play with his nipples and suck his dick until he hardened up. Then I knelt over him so he could slide it in. He pushed up into me, pushed it deep, kept rocking into me for 20 minutes (with one eye on a machofucker scene on the TV behind me ...) until he was warmed up. Then he threw off the blanket, stripped off his shirt, flipped me onto my back and started banging me. I felt his load go into me 10 minutes later, partly because I felt his dick pulse but more because I felt the wetness and heat from his cum as he spurted into me. I dipped a finger into my arse for a taste. Yum.
He was a bit more chatty than usual. Talked about a few of his other fuckbuds (all of them white guys – said he doesn't go for brown guys at all, and most of them straight with wives or girlfriends by the sound of it). Sounds as if he flips (he took a load up his arse from one of them last night). At one point he asked if I was negative – we hadn't discussed status since the first time we hooked up. I said I had tested negative for everything in May. He thought he was ok – his fuckbuds were all negative. I said he should get tested himself. He told me about a kinky scene from the week before – a white married guy who turned up with a video of his wife getting fucked by another guy, wanted my mate to humiliate him and piss on him. We had a bit of a laugh – good to know the straight guys have got their kinks too.
So that was my Saturday.

Gomorrah

2011-06-28T01:58:00.000-07:00

I had heard stories about Thai and Vietnamese guys being into older white guys but hadn't really tested it until Saturday night. The first guy grabbed me pretty much straightaway. He was 20ish, small, lean and muscled. He wanted to fuck me. His dick was strictly average but he made up for it in energy. He banged me hard and long before blowing into the condom. The second guy wanted to get fucked by a white guy. Sure thing. I took a breather before going roaming again. This time I ended up in a threesome: a young Thai guy and a 30something Scot. After the Thai boy tried to fuck him Scottie hardened up enough to get into my arse. He had a big piece of meat and banged me as if his life depended on it. He must have hit the right spot - cum starting pulsing out of me even though I hadn't had an orgasm.
Same story on Sunday. First one was a skinny Vietnamese boy with tattoos who got inside me and then rabbit-fucked me. He said he only topped. But ... he sure liked it when I rimmed him. Kept coming back for more. Eventually he asked me in a low voice if I wanted to fuck him. Ok yeah sure. I fucked him doggy style. Muscly little arse, tight hole, yum. I pushed him down lower. There's something special about it – with a lean guy it lets you go in real deep, and having him crouched right down tightens up his hole something amazing. The next one was another skinny kid. He was completely focused on getting my load down his throat. The blowjob wasn't doing much for me so I told him to sit on my dick. He slid down onto me without asking for a condom. He was small and tight. Felt great, but after a while he started whimpering and then called a halt.
I was ready to call it a night – I had played with some sexy guys but somehow it was all a bit too tame. I figured I wasn't going to find it there.
I was wrong. I was wandering around, not really looking any more, when a guy started groping my arse and talking to me. I pushed him off at first – he sounded like another twink looking for vanilla. I'm not sure why I eventually caved but we ended up in a room. He was different. Like the others he was really small – 5'6", 120lb max. But he had a big man-sized dick that was standing tall. The face was different too: big nose, big ears, receding chin, bright eyes ... Imagine a not-pretty but horny skinny jewish boy with a blend of IndoChina. His name was Ken. Ethnically he was Vietnamese-French, he said.
He said he came after me because my big butt looked so good in the shorts I was wearing. OK guys, this is the first and last time you get anything here on clothes: I was wearing some blue polyester N2N sprinter shorts, without underpants or a jock to hold my junk, so yeah I was looking pretty slutty I guess.
Ken was pretty good in the slut department himself. We kissed, I rimmed him, he went nuts on my poppers and then wanted to sit on my dick. He didn't hesitate, just slid down onto it raw. Bingo, I finally felt I had found the dirty boy I had been looking for all weekend, though as he slid up and down on me I was also thinking I really wanted to find someone to top me.
I was misjudging the guy. He was just as keen to get into my arse. I stopped him and had the little barebacking/HIV chat. Maybe I was a bit paranoid after the other guys all used a rubber. He said he was neg. In he went. The sequence blurs a bit after that. We carried on for a couple of hours. He put one load in my arse and then sucked it out of me before crawling back up my body to make out, tasting of arse juice and cum. I told him I sometimes took a fist. He was really turned on by that idea, said he wanted to see my rosebud. He squatted at my feet, completely absorbed as he pushed a few fingers and then his whole hand slowly into my arse. He had me so relaxed that I wasn't even sure he was in there until he told me. I was in heaven as he moved his fist around inside me until something triggered and all of a sudden I was cumming everywhere, laughing and smiling with the sheer joy of it.
I'm usually a goner after I've come but after lying there a while chatting, kissing and stroking I didn't try to stop him when he wanted to fuck me again. This time it was a slower fuck, all the more intense because my arse lips were so sensitive. He eventually dropped another load inside me. At the end of the night we shared a shower. His final stunt was to piss against the shower wall as I stood behind him with arms round his chest.
I'm still smiling at the memory. Partly it was his body. I'm used to guys with chunky thighs. Ken was different: with no fat on him, plus his big dick, there was a whole landscape to taste and explore between his scrotum and his arsehole, the first guy I've encountered like that since a Japanese boyfriend years ago. Plus he was so completely slutty, game for anything. And sure, the fact that he was into me – including my big arse in the slutty shorts – was a real turn-on, no doubt about it. We're going to keep in touch, see if we can rendezvous somewhere in Europe some time and carry on where we left off.

Melons

2011-06-16T02:06:00.000-07:00

I got a text from my Samoan fuckbud. "My balls are the size of melons. I want to rape your arse". I said I would go to his place during my lunch break.
Usual story. He was in bed, on his back. Wanted me to warm him up. I nuzzled his pits, licked up some of that man smell. Made me hard. I tried to fuck him but he wouldn't let me in his hole.
I went back to licking his pits, pulling on his nipples, then lifted his legs and rimmed him. He wanted me to sit on his dick. Eventually he was in me though he wasn't particularly hard.
As he started sliding his dick in and out he hardened up. He pulled out, flipped me onto my back and got on top. As he worked up some momentum he pushed my legs right back so he could go deeper. Another five minutes and he was pounding me before coming.
That's when it got interesting. So far it had been a so-so fuck. I thought he would pull out and I would leave. Nope. He left his dick in me and said he wanted to go again. His dick was already harder than it had been before when he came in me. He started to pump in and out, long, slow and juicy. The sensation was intense. I found myself lying there squirming, laughing, wrapping my legs around him, running my hands up and down his back and thighs, trying to pull him deeper into me. He continued for quarter of an hour.
Then came the point where he decided to go for it. He put all his weight on top of me and started banging it into me, pelvis hard against pelvis, before coming with a roar. He pumped me a little while longer. When he pulled out I put my mouth straight onto his dick to get a taste of all the juices.
He paused for a minute then swung round and sat on my face while digging his nails into my nipples. I sucked on his hole then on his dick then licked his taint. Lick, repeat. He pulled on my nipples, hard. I blew my load in about two minutes.
I wandered back down the hill to the office, enjoying the sunshine, the freshly fucked feeling and the knowledge I had a couple of loads in my arse. Hey ho.

FSM

2011-06-11T16:23:00.000-07:00

Funny how one thing leads to another. I was skimming the latest post from Ace. Ace of course starred in a series of posts – all the way from sizzling to sweet – from my all-time favourite gay sex blogger, The Breeder, before starting his own blog.
Yesterday Ace mentioned in passing his favourite porn site, BerlinStar Film. I took a look. And what do I find but Fickstutenmarkt: the movie. I have only watched the preview but I can see it's going to be hard to resist buying the full version. I had posted here previously about going to FSM one time in Mannheim. Before that I had gone once in Berlin. I went again last summer in Berlin but hadn't blogged about it.
I should have. It became quite a story. The previous week I had spent a night at Böse Buben and some of the cane welts were still visible on my arse. At FSM these caught the eye of the deckhelfer who hooded and tied me after I had stripped down. He slapped my arse and teased me about them and we kept chatting during the evening at times when I wasnt getting dicked.
We ended up hooking up a few days later. We spent a long slow Sunday afternoon doing most of the things a couple of kinksters can do to each other with dicks, tongues, fists and a strap. For the finale we lay there tongues down each other's throats while he pressed a series of cigarettes against the skin just under my navel. I wanted to have something to remember him by. The scar has now faded a bit but the memories are still sharp.

Fallback

2011-06-10T22:43:00.000-07:00

The hookup with the Samoan guy and his buddies was a bit of a fizzer. Started well – I walked in and he was kneeling naked on some cushions, arse up in the air. I pushed my tongue straight into his crack. Nice. After a minute he started doing that whimpering thing he did last time I rimmed him.
It was mostly downhill from there. Dunno if he was on P or just all poppered up but he was hard to keep up with. Wanted his arse licked lying down then his cock sucked then his arse licked standing up then ... And the traffic was all one way.
It got interesting for a while when one of his fuckbuds turned up. Marrried guy, 40ish, big dick. He fucked my face and then rubbered up and fucked the Samoan. But it was all over in 15 minutes. The other guys that were supposed to turn up never showed. So I decided to call it a day.
I was still horny so I texted a guy I have played with a few times. Since he first fisted me a few years ago he has gone onto meds and says he is now undetectable. He has come in me at least once. He texted right back to say he was up for some fun. I got there and stripped down. First time he tried I couldn't relax enough to take his fist. He eventually pulled out, then I felt his dick sliding into me. He's big and uncut and he's always hard. He fucked me doggy style for a while while I lay there moaning – it just felt so good. I got him to try fisting me again. He got in but it was too intense for me and I got him to pull out.
After a pause I flipped onto my back and took him that way. Bullseye! I loosened up enough that he could fuck me with his fist, pushing and pulling it back and forth through my ring. I have only managed that once before, at a party in Sydney. I just lay there laughing with the joy of it, rubbing my feet against his neck as he worked his fist in and out, laughing along with me.

More Samoans?

2011-06-10T14:47:00.000-07:00

The Samoan kid with the Raybans from last year has texted me a few times since then. We hooked up once in the park – his scene was kneeling down on the grass sucking on a bottle of poppers while I ate him out. He texted again this week. "Wen u free?" We sorted out a time. Then it got interesting. "Swt got a mate who wants his cock sucked too." Yesterday I asked him what he was looking for. "Fuck ur throat while da other guys have their way u like gettin fuckd?" So it sounds as if the little fucker has been inviting a few mates. Could get interesting.

I've hooked up with the other Samoan a few times since I last posted. I'll tell you about that some other time. The last txt I got from him said "fuk I wanna pound your arse and breed that manhole!" Yeah he's a bit of a poet.

Spanko

2011-06-05T02:00:00.000-07:00

I got woken around 6am by a text from the skinny white boy who wants to get his arse whipped. He doesn't get in touch often. But when he does he really needs it.
He had been out drinking. He was still in the city. It was raining and we couldn't go to his place or my place. We ended up going to one of the toilets on the coast.
He's not much of a spanko – he won't take anything too hard. But when he heard I had got a cane he told me to bring it.
We went into a wheelchair-sized cubicle, complete with diaper table. Plenty of room to swing a stick. He stripped down. I started with a rubber slapper. After a minute or two of that he stopped me – too much noise. He wanted the cane instead.
I was enjoying the view. The guy would be in his 30s, maybe 5' 10", naturally lean, long back, tight little butt. He's a petrolhead – just bought an old E55 Merc. He's got that nerdy character you get with some guys who are into computers or machines.
I started with the cane, sets of six, just flicking it at his arse, not using any force. He hissed once or twice when I went low or high. As he warmed up I put more wrist into it. He seemed to have much more tolerance of the cane than the strap I had used on him previously. Most of the strokes I gave him were little stingers that didn't leave a real welt. He started jacking his dick after each set.
After 15 minutes I figured he was ready for the real thing. Now he was really feeling it. When I inspected his arse after each set I was starting to see and feel welts. A couple more sets and he took a hit of poppers and told me to go for it. He bent back down, stuck his arse out and gripped the bar as I started whipping him continuously. After a minute he grabbed his dick and started spewing cum all over the floor. I eased off but kept whipping him till he had finished.
That was it. I dropped him off near his house then went home and back to bed.

Shane

2010-08-10T02:31:00.000-07:00

I got a comment from 'Duo' (Matt or Dan, I don't know which) saying what about the poz deaf guy I mentioned some way back and promised to tell you about.

His name is Shane. He's taller than me. In his 40s. Lean, muscles.

First time we hooked up was at the tubs. I was in a cubicle. I'd just had a not so great fuck from a guy I now can't remember. I was just lying there, the door was unlocked. He opened the door, came in and started playing with my arse. I figured he was poz. He had that look. I don't know if it's the virus or the meds. But when he dropped his towel I could also see that he had a big hard dick.

Well you know me. I said I wanted him to fuck me raw. I told him not to come inside me. So I put my legs in the air and he fucked me. It's quite a few months ago so my memory is hazy but I remember it was a really good fuck. He stayed really hard (a lot of guys don't) plus he could push deep enough to hurt me - which makes for an intense sensation.

The next time we hooked up on line and I went to his flat. It was a warm summer's day. He wanted to get fisted so I obliged. We had a long session. I opened him up and played with his hole this way and that way. Later he fucked me in the shower. I can't have had any grease inside me because I remember the unusual sensation of a spit fuck without lube, almost as if his dick was squeaking as he moved it in and out. In between times I remember just stroking and cuddling. He loved being touched. He talked away the whole time. I couldn't understand much: he's deaf and I can't lip read or follow sign language. But I guess you can communicate a lot with touch.

We hadn't hooked up for many months. I had been travelling and he had shattered his knee in an accident. I got in touch on Saturday and went round to his place. His leg is still healing but he wanted some action. First up I fisted him again. Had him doggy style then on his back then on his knees until he blew his wad. I got him to try fisting me. First time I couldn't loosen up enough. We took a break and I fisted him again. I still wanted to feel him inside me. We tried again. This time he got his hand all the way in. Yes! I got him to stay there for a few minutes while I fucked myself on his hand. Afterwards I gave him a long massage and then he did me. There's something about the touch of a man's hands.

I didn't get to sit on his dick. Maybe next time.

Samoan

2010-08-08T02:47:00.000-07:00

i texted my Samoan fuck bud this afternoon to see if he wanted to sit on my face. Come on over he said. I hadn't seen him for a while. He looked good: a new beard, a black wifebeater and a beanie. And he was already all horned up.

He got me to kneel on the bed so he could look at my hole while he jerked himself. Then he moved me to the arm of the sofa: he wanted my arse up higher. He rubbered up - first time we haven't done it raw. It was painful as he pushed his dick in: I was still sore from getting fisted last night. But it was a good hurt. We fucked on the sofa for a few minutes. Then it was back to the bed. Then he sat on the sofa and had me sit facing him and slide down on his dick while playing with his nipples. He fucked his dick up into me while he watched my face.

Then it was back to the bed with me on my back as he pounded down into me. His dick swelled and hardened as I kept working his nipples. He got up higher and put more of his weight onto me each time he pushed down. His dick was going in deeper and harder until he blew.

He wanted to see me get off. I told him to empty the rubber over my face or into my arsehole. He knelt behind me and empited the condom into my mouth as I jerked himself. I pushed my head back and up so I could get at his arsehole. The taste of his arse mixed with his spunk over my face tipped me over and I blew all over my belly.

We talked as he had a smoke. He wasnted to know about me getting fisted the night before. Turns out he's been watching every fisting video he can find on x-tube and he's been wanting to give it a go. I said we could try but warned him I was still sore from last night. All he had for lube was coconut oil which in today's temperature was mostly solid. He pushed a few pieces into my hole and followed with his fingers while I took a few hits of amyl. He eventually got in as far as the knuckle but I was finding it hard to relax my hole enough to let him go deeper. Even so he was like a kid that's found the candy store: my hole normally is small and tight and he found it amazing how far he was able to stretch me. We'll try again next weekend. He wants to try taking it as well so that could get interesting. Meanwhile I need to find out why he's gone back to fucking with a rubber - I'd been hoping to come home with my arse full of jizz.

Taking and giving

2010-04-07T01:55:00.000-07:00

A couple of readers liked my last post describing what it was like to take a beating. That's good. For me it meant testing some boundaries and finding some interesting things about the body and the mind. Which I guess is one of the reasons we blog.

In the same spirit ... check out the latest post from The Breeder. I've only ever once managed to take a fist (not for want of trying) but this post has left me hungry for more. You couldn't ask for a better story of what a fist can mean for top and bottom.

Beating

2010-03-25T01:55:00.000-07:00

Well I've told you about Friday evening. But I had other plans for later. I'd been exchanging messages with a guy who wanted to beat me. I'd had a couple of mild spankings over the years. But this guy didn't do vanilla: if he was going to beat me it was going to be the real thing. Whew. I decided I was game for it. Anything once, I guess. We arranged to meet at the club about midnight.

We had a long talk before we got under way. I was nervous but figured it was now or never. I confirmed I knew what I was letting myself in for. It wasn't going to be slaps and taps. I was looking for someone to take me to my limits, and then some. There would be no safe word. And I would be tied down.

He took a while to organise the room and then came out to bring me in. He had me strip and bend over the bench before shackling my wrists and ankles and strapping my thighs to the legs. Then it began.

He started with his hands. I hadn't imagined that bare hands could hurt that much. That was just the start. He had brought all his toys. He used a flogger next. I guess he knew he could use that on my back and legs without leaving bruises.

The bruising started with the next toy. He had several wooden paddles. I couldn't see which one he was using but it felt like being hit with a wooden plank. It hurt like fuck even though he only gave me half a dozen strokes first time.

Beyond that the sequence blurs. He would beat me for a couple of minutes at a time, mostly unhurried strokes, then pause, check the damage to my arse, sometimes stroke my head or my back to reassure me before getting back into it. He would push poppers under my nose when he was going to use the paddle or the big strap.

What I had feared most was the cane. I was right to be afraid. He had brought several with him and he didn't hold back. He was very accurate: he was able to place his strokes anywhere from the top of my butt to the join at the top of the thighs. I think he gave me half a dozen strokes at a time, though I can remember one point later in the session when he was started lashing me harder and faster. I was writhing and yelling.

From what I could work out later we must have gone about two hours altogether. He stripped down at the start and wore just a jock the whole time. Between beating me he would often squat down and play with himself - he obviously found it all a real turn-on. And if you want to know whether all of this made me horny the answer is no - i didn't get a hard-on at all.

A week later I still have bruises all over my arse. From the bottom of my back to the top of my thighs he didn't leave any place untouched. I took some photos in the mirror the morning after and I could see that he had even got right into my arse crack - everything except my hole was red and swollen.

My mind is still buzzing from the whole experience. I was a bit shaky when it ended, took a while to regain my composure. The strange thing is that I've come out of it a bit dissatisfied: I had expected to be pushed beyond my limit, lose control, end up a complete emotional wreck. Yet through it all I was able to force myself to push my butt up to take each stroke. I remember making a lot of noise, especially when he really started laying it on after the first half hour: a guy I met when I was walking around the club afterwards said he had found it a huge turn-on looking through the port-hole at what was happening, and hearing me yelling. The guy who beat me said he eventually stopped because the thought he would start to do real damage if he kept going.

If I do it again I think I would be looking for a full-on punishment beating. Yet the idea of that sends a chill down my back. We'll see.

Friday

2010-03-21T01:11:00.000-07:00

Had a bit of fun Friday night. Went out for a run late afternoon and checked out the bog in the gardens. It was buzzing. First up I blew a leather guy who was sitting jacking himself in a cubicle. Nice dick, huge balls, good kisser. I sucked him for a while, then we kissed. I told him to slide his dick up my arse. He tried but then got nervous and said not here. He ended up cumming against the wall. I got a taste. Number two was a married suit, Italian looks, 40ish. He just wanted to get blown. He had a big fat uncut dick, stayed real hard the whole time. He was 100% trade: pushed my head back against the wall, fucked my throat real hard for maybe 15 minutes, taking a few pauses to take a hit of poppers. He eventually pushed his dick right down my throat and blew a load. Big turn-on, only problem is that when a guy comes down your throat like that you don't really get to taste it. He zipped up, patted my arse and left with a big smirk on his face. Hot.

A little later there was a scene with about five guys. There was a short muscle guy, mediterranean looks, face with that look that some poz guys get on meds, XXL size dick. There was a young white guy, bit of a gut, not pretty but big uncut dick, real hard. Then there was the cyclist: 30ish, in lycra, faggy looks. And a couple of other spectators. The first two guys starting getting it on, just standing in front of the urinal. Risky and extra hot because of that. The cyclist pulled his dick out too and joined in - they were jacking each other then sucking each other. I pulled the cyclist's pants down and slid a wet finger up his arse. I think he wanted to get fucked by the muscle guy but didn't get what he wanted. Eventually cyclist blew a load while muscle guy and young white guy went into a cubicle to have some private fun. Leaving me frustrated ...

I continued with my run and decided to check for earlybird action at the club. I got hit on pretty much straightaway by a guy with unusual looks. Turned out he was Portugese-Chinese. He was short and muscled. We went into a room and started making out. It soon became obvious he wanted his arse filled. He lay back on the squab and put his legs in the air. I ate him out, enjoying the feel of his muscled arse and the taste of his hole. He moaned quietly as I pushed my dick into him. He had a nice little butt and his hole was really tight. Yumm. I moved in and out of him slowly, just enjoying the sensation, making out and sucking poppers in between times.

We played for maybe two hours. We paused halfway through to share half a joint and chat. He was poz, said he was undetectable. I said I would like his load in my arse. And I wanted to put my load in him and then get him to shit it into my mouth and snowball. We fucked again for a while, taking turns to top, then smoked the other half of the joint. We snowballed most of it. Hot.

He had been fucking me for a while when he pulled out, moaned and said he was cumming. He explained later that he sometimes found it hard not to cum when he was topping. I pulled him down on top of me, wrapped my arms around him and kissed as his dick kept pulsing on my belly.

He said he wasn't really up to getting fucked after coming. We made out for a while then I started sucking his dick before lifting his legs and rimming him some more. Oh yes. This slut was still fuckable. I got him on his knees and fucked him doggy style, but real slow, teasing his hole with the end of my dick. I eventually decided I wanted to put my load in him. I pushed in deep, wrapped my arms around his chest, held him tight and shot inside him. We'll keep in touch: I'd love to get into his arse again.

Park fun

2010-03-01T01:37:00.000-08:00

I checked out the park the other night after getting back from the movies. It was quiet when I arrived. Ended up in a strange scene with a couple of guys. One was an old geezer with a crutch (he said he had had a walk-on at the AC/DC gig as the Grim Reaper - he certainly had the right face for it) who had a big fat hard dick. The other was a short guy who had been drinking heavily and was in an aggressive mood. He worked my nipples extra hard and belted my arse then pushed my face down onto old geezer's dick. I got bored after a while. Drunk guy also had a big fat dick but he didn't want anyone sucking it and he wouldn't fuck me.

I wandered up the gully to check for action. I waited a while before anything happened. Ended up with a young guy in a hoodie. He'd just come from a party, he'd had a few. I think it was his first time in the park at night, he was a bit hesitant about the whole thing. But he was all horned up.

The guy wasn't the hottest thing I've ever met up there but he was friendly and enthusiastic. He was big on kissing so we made out for a while. I eventually got his pants down and got a taste of his dick. Average size but hard and uncut. We took turns blowing each other, making out in between. I asked if I could eat his arse. Didn't need to ask twice. A few minutes of that and the guy was getting real excited. I turned round and told him to rub his dick against my crack. Nice. Then sucked him some more. The drunk guy before came along and joined us.

I asked the young guy if he wanted to fuck me. Sure, but he wanted a rubber. Drunk guy handed him one. He fumbled for a few minutes trying to get it on then struggled to get it in. He eventually worked it out. He was so excited it only took a couple of minutes before he was ready to cum. I told him to blow it up my arse or on my arse. He jerked himself and then sprayed a load over my arse. He must have been saving it up - he was still squirting when I got my mouth down onto his dick for a taste. I stood up, licking my lips, turned round and got him to hold me while I jerked off. Yeehaa! Nice.

Around the same time three other guys turned up. I was starting to pull my pants up but the young guy was standing there beside me still all horned up. The first of the new guys unzipped and pulled a fat dick out. I bent over for a taste. He was average length but had a fat knob. Sort of nerdy face but nice skinny body. I dropped my pants again and started sucking. Next to us there was a tall Asian guy who looked like the guy that fucked me in the park last year, the night I took three loads. Plus there was a taller guy, lean gym body, high and tight haircut.

Soon all of them had dropped their pants and we were all were making out and sucking each other's dicks (except mine - takes me a while to get going again after I've cum). It was a hot scene. Soon enough high/tight made it clear he wanted to get his arse fucked. Asian guy - who had a nice dick - was happy to oblige. I carried on sucking skinny guy while also playing with high/tight's nipples and his muscled chest. Skinny guy got pretty excited at all of this and blew a sweet load in my mouth. A minute later Asian guy started moaning and came, followed soon after by high/tight.

In other news: Got myself bred again by FB a few days ago. I've had a few messages from the Samoan but always when I'm fast asleep. And there's a poz guy who's fucked me several times the last few months, interesting story there but it will have to wait for another day.

FB and dragon tattoo

2010-02-20T20:57:00.000-08:00

Hadn't heard from FB for a while so I texted him yesterday to see if he was interested in some action. We agreed to hook up today. Same drill as normal: he's not one for chatting so we headed straight upstairs. He was hard as soon as I started nuzzling his briefs. When I pulled his dick out I found he was leaking precum too. He said he hadn't hooked up with anyone for a few weeks.

His dick is long and thick and curves upwards. I wanted to get the full length of him down my throat so I got onto the bed, head backwards, and told him to push in. I had been forgetting just how big he is: he triggered my gag reflex and I started to throw up. I pushed him off, swallowed, got my breath back and then started again a bit more carefully.

With my head underneath him I alternated between sucking his dick and licking his balls and taint. Naturally I wanted to explore further. I pulled him further forward so I could get a taste of his arse. He didn't need any persuading. He got up on the bed himself and knelt over my face to give me better access. Pig heaven. I chewed on his nuts, tongued his arse, chewed his arse lips for around 15 minutes while I jacked myself.

For a change of pace I knelt on the bed and started blowing him while he stood in front of me. I got him to work on my nipples. He took a bit of persuasion to work them hard but once he worked out that twisting my nipples made me pig out on his dick he started to get enthusiastic. Soon I had his dick covered with slobber.

Time for the real thing. I got on my back and helped him line up his dick with my hole. He put just the tip in and went back to twisting my nipples. This guy is a fast learner... Then he slid all the way in while I held my legs back. Yeehaa! He kept changing pace: one minute taking it real slow, pulling all the way out and pushing slowly back in, the next banging me hard, bone against pelvis bone, looking down at my face all the while. He had to stop a few times to stop himself cumming.

We took a pause. I lay on the bed and licked him clean. I think he had cum a little bit - I could taste a bit of spunk as well as arse juices. After 15 minutes of fucking the texture of his dick was different - firmer than when he started. We changed positions: I got on the bed doggy style and we both took a hit of poppers. He started into me standing on the floor, then got on the bed and started working my nipples again from underneath. After minutes of this he as having to stop all the time to avoid cumming. I told him to go for it. He lifted his speed and started banging me hard again. He kept going for a couple of minutes after putting his load into me. It was a big load - he said he hadn't fucked for a few weeks. There was spooge around my arse and balls as well as inside. Finger-lickin good! His flatmate was due back so I didn't stick around.

I was still looking for more action so I headed up the hill with a load in my arse. Didn't have much luck. One guy sucked me for a while but I wasn't really into it. Then I recognised the guy who came along one time when I was getting fucked by the Iraqi. He said he had let the Iraqi fuck him raw one time. We chatted for a while but he didn't seem interested in hooking up.

Half an hour later I came across him down the side of the hill getting blown by an older guy. He beckoned me over, signalling he wanted my poppers. I got down and started blowing him while the older guy went behind him and started rimming. The dude had a nice dick with a fat head on it. With the poppers and all he was getting pretty excited. He stripped his shirt off so he was naked. Nice dragon tattoo over his back. I did the same. He turned around and started sucking the older guy who had a nice dick. Dragon guy was getting pretty excited. I said he was welcome to put another load in my arse but he was already blowing. I got a mouthful from him but that was it.

I thought originally he was basically bottom - one time we had hooked up a few years ago he didn't really get hard when I was trying to blow him. But he said today he doesn't get fucked much. I think it's more that he's really into blowing guys with big hard dicks as well as getting blown himself. I'm not that big and today I wasn't getting hard. I think he also gets a kick out of group sex - he was telling me about a hot foursome he'd had up the hill a few weeks back, and he certainly got right into it that time with the Iraqi. So that might be my best chance of getting action with him in future. He's a hot package.

Meanwhile I'm sitting here with my arse leaking cum but still unable to get off ...

German

2010-02-20T00:20:00.000-08:00

I guess I should tell you about the German. A few weeks back a young guy hit me up on a cruising site. Said he was into older men. We chatted then he sent me a pic. He had lots of ink, mainly on his back, and piercings in his face. He said he wanted to get drunk and fuck.

Well that was easy enough. We agreed to meet outside a hamburger joint near the place he was staying. We didn't have a place to go so I said let's go to the park. I had brought a bottle of cheap red with me. He said he was from Cologne but had been here for a few months backpacking around the country.

When we got to the park I took him up the gully. It was unusually dark - no moon at all. But that made the glowworms all the more spectacular. We went up to the top bridge and got into the wine. I had a few mouthfuls. He got through most of the bottle in about twenty minutes. Didn't seem to affect him - he was still chatting away happily, without slurring his words at all.

With the bottle empty I stood in front of him, pulled his head towards me and kissed him. He kissed back. I reached under his t-shirt. He was lean and smooth. We made out for a while before I got down on my knees, pulled his dick out and got to work. He was a nice size, uncut with lots of foreskin. He got hard fast and stayed hard. What it is to be 26.

I asked if he wanted to fuck. Sure did. We talked about rubbers. He was relaxed about it but preferred to fuck raw with neg guys. Suits me. I backed onto him slowly, just with spit for lube. Took a few minutes for my hole to relax enough to get him all the way in. Then it was all on. He was an athletic fucker, holding me by the hips and fucking up into me, real fast and hard. He had endurance: we must have gone for about 15 minutes which seemed a long time at the pace he was going. Then I felt him tense up, he pulled me hard against him, groaned and then slumped forward.

We rested like that a few minutes. When he pulled out I squatted down to taste my arse juice and lick him clean. After a while he said he wanted to see if there were other guys looking for action. We wandered down the track to check things out around the lower bridge. He got involved in a few scenes, one with a group of half a dozen guys (he squatted down and sucked off one guy before fucking an older guy who looked like the one with the beercan dick who's fucked me in the park a few times. Later he hooked up with a guy who looked like a young Elvis and had a nice dick. My German buddy sucked him for 15 minutes till Elvis blew his load.

All kinda fun. I haven't heard from him again. He has taken down his ID on the cruising site so I guess he's moved on to the next town.

Samoans

2010-02-07T00:47:00.000-08:00

On the track up the hill yesterday I came face to face with a young guy heading down. He stopped, looked at me and grabbed his crotch. OK, we're on. We headed off the track into the trees.

He looked familiar but I couldn't place him. He was Samoan, nice looks, short black hair, Raybans. We stopped under a tree, he pulled his dick out and pushed my head onto it. He had a nice dick, cut, maybe 7", with a big fat head on it. We mixed it up. I blew him for a while, then he gave me a rough face fuck. We went at it for about 20 minutes before he pulled out, zipped up, shrugged and headed back down the track. I figured he had decided he wasn't going to come.

Half an hour later I ran into him again up the top of the hill. He was still horny. I blew him a little bit more but he was kinda jittery and took off after five minutes. Half an hour later he found me in a little clearing where I was lying enjoying the sun. He said he needed somewhere more private. We headed down below the main track and found a spot that was completely out of sight of passers by. I blew him while he got all poppered up. At the same time I reached up and worked his nipples with my fingers, then pulled him down onto me and chewed them harder.

I told him I wanted to eat his arse. He dropped his pants and knelt facing up the hill so I could get into his arse. Oh yes. He had a hairless crack and a tight little hole. And did he love getting rimmed. After a minute he started whimpering. I've never heard anything like it. I think he would have let me eat him all day. He squirmed when I tried to get a finger into him so I just went back to rimming him, reaching under his belly for his tits while he had his nose jammed in a bottle of amyl. He folded his dick back and got me to suck that from behind.

Eventually my neck and jaw couldn't take the angle any more. He stood up and got me to blow him. Still didn't look as if that was going to get him off. I wrapped an arm around his waist, bit onto a nipple and jacked his slimy dick hard and fast with the other hand until he started moaning. I bent down and took his load in my mouth. I kept it on my tongue and showed it to him but he didn't lean over for some mouth to mouth. It was all kind of fun but I didn't get off. And I couldn't persuade him to fuck me, at least not without a rubber.

About 4am this morning I got a text from last week's Samoan saying he wanted to fuck me now. I texted him back about lunch time and he said to come on over. It sounded as if he had been partying since Friday but he was real horny. Same routine as last time, only now we knew we were both into hard nipple work. He sat on his bed jacking himself and then grabbed my nipples to pull me down onto his dick. While I blew him I reached up and rubbed his tits.

After a few minutes of this he reached across for a jar of grease. I thought it was Crisco but it felt a bit different when he rubbed it into my arse. He greased up his dick at the same time. Then I realised from the smell: he was using coconut oil. It wasn't quite warm enough to liquefy. He wanted to get inside me. He put me on my back with a pillow underneath my hips.

I told him to go slow: I had been sitting on my big dildo last night and my arse was pretty sore. He said it looked from my swollen arse lips as if I had just been fucked. He twisted my nipples and pushed straight in anyway. He was hard and it hurt, but it was a good hurt. He soon lifted the pace, pulling all the way out and then all the way back in. He pushed his nips into my face one at a time so I could chew on them while he fucked me. With my arse being so sore I could feel every stroke. At one point he had the full length of his dick inside and all his weight on top of me. It was like having an 8" solid bar inside being forced against my prostate by a big heavy guy. I was groaning and running my hands up his back. He told me to wrap my legs more tightly round his butt.

He didn't last much longer. All of a sudden he started banging me hard and fast, his eyes went wild and his face twisted up as he blew a load into me. I sucked him clean after he pulled out. I reached down and pulled some of his jizz out of my arse and licked my finger while I jacked myself. Nice.

We lay there for a while. He had said he could give me as many loads as I wanted but he was looking pretty weary. I think the partying was catching up with him. I think he must have decided he needed to get me off so he could get some more sleep. He started working my nipples again and I hardened up fast. I said I wanted to eat his arse. He squatted on the edge of the bed while I ate out his coconut-flavoured arsehole. I asked him if he wanted a load. Sure. I put him on his back and got him to hold his ankles while I pushed in. I fucked him fast for a few minutes before blowing a load inside him. He was leaking a little bit after I pulled out. I knelt down and licked up all I could find. He was asleep before I was out the door.

Flip

2010-02-02T00:57:00.000-08:00

Got a message on Saturday from a guy I didn't know. We exchanged emails. Long story short, he was basically a top, into some of the same stuff as me (rimming, nipple play, bareback) and was looking for a fuck. He said he was negative. We arranged to hook up at his apartment across the road from the park.

Turned out he was Samoan, late 20s. Taller than me, muscled but not toned, with a short beard. He went straight for my nipples, started soft then worked them harder. I did the same for him. After a few minutes we stripped and he pushed my head down onto his dick. He had a nice piece of hard uncut meat. We played for 10 minutes or so, with him working my tits harder and harder and pulling me down onto his dick.

After I got his dick all slimed up he told me to get on my back, knelt in front of me and slid his dick in raw. He started slow and then went hard and deep. For the next half hour he worked me over in every position: on my knees, on my side (he went in real deep), on my back on the edge of the bed (he stood on the floor and banged me hard).

He made me suck his dick clean every time he took it out to change positions, telling me to taste my arse juice. At one point he told me to lick his arse. He lay on his back and lifted his legs. His hole was clean but not soapy. I licked him, pushed my tongue in, chewed on his arse lips. Then I asked if he wanted some dick. Yep. I was real hard. I slid my dick in raw, pushed in and out slowly a few times, then got up on my feet and started banging him from above. Pelvis to pelvis. He liked it.

I took a pause after a few minutes. We went back to the tit play. I kept telling him to work my nipples harder, told him to do some damage. He started using his nails. I kept working on his, though he wanted me to flick them rather than pull them.

Eventually he started fucking me again. The tit play was getting him close to cumming. He warned me he was nearly there. He pulled me to the edge of the bed and started banging me hard before unloading in my arse. After he finished there was spooge all through his pubic hair. I licked him clean as best I could while collecting the stuff that was leaking out of my arse and sucking it off my fingers. He liked that.

He wanted to see me cum. He got back on top of me, stuck his cock (still hard) back in my mouth and started to work my nipples extra hard. I lasted a couple of minutes then blew all over my belly.

He left a big load inside me. I was leaking spooge that night.

Sounded as if he was interested in a repeat some time. Suits me. Haven't heard anything from FB since my last post so I need some other options.

FB

2010-01-15T01:23:00.000-08:00

I seem to have found myself a fuckbuddy. He hit me up on squirt a few weeks ago. I agreed to head over the hill to his place to get fucked.

We'll call him FB. He's Maori, younger than me and he's hot - six foot something, big chest, strong legs, not a gym body but muscled. And he's exclusively top.

The first time we had a short exchange on whether he would fuck me wrapped or raw. His profile said he was into barebacking but when we chatted online he told me a different story. We chatted some more. We confirmed we had each recently tested neg.

He's not a guy with a lot of small talk. Soon enough he led me upstairs to his bedroom. His profile hadn't been exaggerating: big piece of meat, uncut and smooth. I sucked him for a few minutes until he signalled he wanted to get into my arse. He got me to bend over the bed and pushed slowly into me from behind, raw, taking a couple of hits of poppers. Nice. We continued for half an hour, bent over the bed and then doggy style, before he started to bang me hard and then dropped a load inside me.

I headed home feeling well fucked. At one point in the afternoon I farted a whole lot of jizz in my shorts. Out of curiosity I tasted it. Nice. I squatted down to see if I could push out more. There was a whole handful. I licked up the lot. This was hot. Believe it or not I hadn't done that before.

A few days later we hooked up again. I told him I had been leaking spooge all afternoon after our last fuck, that I had pushed his load out of my arse and eaten it. He chuckled at that. This time we tried a few new things. He got me on my back and fucked me with my legs down behind my ears while he looked at me. Then for a while he had me on my side so he could push in real deep. Again he took a few pauses to stop himself from coming before settling in to bang me hard and fast and drop a load inside me.

Third time was today. When we went upstairs and I knelt in front of him to suck his dick I found he was hard even before I started. He's not aggressive when he's getting blown. I said I liked it rough. I got on my back with my head over the side of the bed and told him to fuck my throat. He pushed all the way in and fucked me until my throat was all slimy, though he still wasn't as rough as I would have liked. From this position I was able to lift my face up and lick his taint and get my tongue into his arsehole. He had a little tight hole and his arse was slightly musky but soon enough he got up and turned me round so he could fuck me.

We went at it for a few minutes with me on my back and him pushing into me from above. He paused, said he didn't want to come just yet. Then he said he had partly come inside me. When he started moving again I quickly realised he had put a full load inside me: earlier it had been a smooth fuck (I had put some gun oil in my arse before setting off). Now the feeling of his dick moving in and out of my arse was squeaky rather than smooth. I've only felt that maybe a couple of times before when I've been fucked while I've had a load in me. It's a wonderful sensation. And on top of that I started to feel his cum leaking out of my arse and running down my crack while he was fucking me. I reached down and got a few fingerloads which I sucked off while I looked up at him. He smiled but didn't seem interested in getting a taste of it himself. He turned me on my side and we fucked slowly for a while.

He was watching the clock - he needed to head out for a job interview. We've got five minutes to make you good, he announced. He took a few deep hits of amyl, hardened up and started pumping me deep and hard before announcing he was coming inside me again. After I got home I squatted and pushed his load out into my hand and licked it all up. This could become habit-forming.

So there you have it. The guy is hot, no doubt about it. He seems uncomplicated - he's only interested in fucking me, his only obvious kink seems to be that he prefers to fuck raw. He doesn't kiss, shows no interest in rimming or armpits or piss or any of my other kinks. There's nothing faggy about him, from what he's said he's not really into the gay scene. With his body and dick and looks he could pull plenty of younger guys but I don't get the impression he's getting his dick into someone new every night. Maybe he's a bit shy. He says he really likes my arse. And perhaps he gets a kick of the fact I'm taking his loads.

Whatever the reason I'm not complaining. In fact I'm hoping I'll get more of him. Funnily enough it's the idea of sleeping with him or having a beer with him rather than getting fucked by him that is starting to interest me more. We'll see where it all leads.

There are a few other spoogy stories from the past few weeks that I need to write up.

Sore

2009-12-21T01:07:00.000-08:00

I checked out the park Saturday night. Not much happening there - weather was shitty. First guy to turn up was the old drunk who wants to suck my toes. Last time I let him but somehow it doesn't do it for me.

Next up was an Italian-looking slut who I've seen there once or twice before. He dropped his pants and wanted me to fuck him. I tried but it wasn't great. He must have had nice looks when he was younger but he has a fat arse and his dick doesn't get hard. I tried screwing him anyway but it didn't do much for me. I don't get much sensation out of his arsehole - partly because he has such a big fat butt. Plus he doesn't keep still and let you go in real deep. I gave up.

The the guy in the tracksuit turned up. He fucked me raw for a few minutes while the slut was sucking my dick. He eventually got tired and took a pause. We just hung around on the bridge watching the clouds and the stars and waiting to see who else would turn up. Eventually I got bored and started playing with the slut again. Same problem as before - I couldn't get my dick into him deep enough plus he wouldn't bend over far enough or keep still. Tracksuit guy decided to have another go. He has a thick cut dick, wide rather than round. He pushed into me again just with spit. Had a bit of trouble getting in the second time but I kind of like that - it means when he does get in you get that squeaky sensation that you miss out on if you use lube.

Then he started banging me. Went at it for a few minutes while I took a few hits of poppers. Then he started banging me hard and said he was going to come. A minute later and he held me tight while he blew his load into me then slid out. I was feeling a bit woozy - I had taken half a tab of viagra earlier in the day so probably not a good idea to mix that with a new bottle of poppers. But I still wanted to get off. I reached down. There was spooge leaking out of my arsehole - he must have blown some of his load near my hole. I pushed out a handful and used it to lube my cock while I jacked off.

I started to feel an orgasm coming on just as the other two guys said someone was coming and pulled their trou up fast. I was at the point where I was more interested in cumming than in strangers coming up the gully but I figured I had better follow them. My dick was jerking and squirting as I reached down to pull my pants up. I blew most of my load into my underpants. I was still feeling half faint from the poppers so I just rested on the bridge railing for a few minutes to recover. Turned out the new guy who turned up was looking for fun as well but I had had enough for the evening. After I started to feel ok again I finished zipping up and wandered off down the track leaving them to it.

Tracksuit guy throws a mean fuck when he goes at it hard. My arse felt real sore when I got home and I can still feel it a couple of days later.

Pimped

2009-12-13T02:31:00.000-08:00

I'm sitting here with spooge leaking out my arse as I type this. I headed up the hill late this afternoon to see what I could find. Nothing. Eventually the guy with curls and glasses turned up (I've mentioned him before, I'll try to find the link one of these days). He didn't look interested. Each time our paths crossed he hurried past. It was the same last time I saw him. No sweat, I thought I'd leave him to it. I settled down under a bush, lay back, watched the clouds and played with myself.

There was a rustle from along the track. Curly came around the corner ... with his pants half down and a hard-on bouncing around in front of him. He reversed fast and headed back the way he had come. But I figured that I wasn't meant to ignore what I had just seen. I ambled back along the track. Sure enough he was lying in a little clearing, pants around his ankles, playing with a big stiffy. I knelt, sniffed around his balls and his crack, had a lick, then moved up and gently started to work on the top of his dick. He moved his hand away to give me better access. I took him deeper - the guy has a long dick, and he gets real hard. I worked away for a while. He lifted his t-shirt. I went north and sucked on his nipples. Yeah, he liked that, especially when I started to use my teeth. A minute later he blew without warning. I didn't get any of it and he didn't want me to lick him clean. He wiped the jizz off his stomach onto the grass alongside him. I watched him zip up and leave then knelt down to get a taste of it from the grass. Nice.

I still had the itch. I headed down to the park after dark. One guy - sort of young Woody Allen looks as far as I could see - followed me down one track as soon as I got there. He got me to follow him down to the bridge, turned me round, pulled down my jeans and started dry humping me, pulling on my jockstrap. I thought he was going to fuck me but after a few minutes of this he told me to wait while he went to find some other guys to fuck me. He came back with the Sunday night regulars - the guy with the beercan dick and his buddy in the tracksuit. My new pimp watched and directed traffic as beercan and trackie tag-teamed me, both raw. Beercan eventually blew a load in me, zipped up and left. Trackie was in a cuddly mood, held me a chatted for a while but then left. Pimp disappeared part-way through proceedings. I still don't know what he was up to. Certainly he made no move to get his dick into me.

I still didn't feel properly fucked. Further up the valley one guy was sucking off another on the small bridge but they showed no signs of wanting a third. I headed back down the valley and waited. Eventually the guy who had been getting his dick sucked wandered down. I followed him and offered to suck his dick. It was only then I got a proper look at him. It was the Irish guy I've posted about before. I sucked him for a bit, shared my poppers, then dropped my jeans and bent over against the railing. He pushed straight in. He has a long thin dick but for some reason I felt it more than beercan's big thick meat. He fucked me for a while, doing his usual thing of levering his thighs up against the back of mine.

I took a risk and told him I had a load in me. That got a reaction: he dropped to his knees and pushed his face into my arse. He pigged out there for a few minutes. When he got to his feet I pulled him to me and put my tongue in his mouth. He reached down to check whether I was hard. I wasn't really - it was one of those nights when I needed something unusual to get my dick to stand up. But I figured he was looking for some dick too. I got him to bend over and I knelt down to rim him. His arse was a bit raunchy - just enough to be tasty. I ate him out for a few minutes, then followed up with a finger then kissed him to give him a taste of his own arsehole. Nice. That still wasn't quite enough - I tried pushing my dick into him but he was still tight and a three-quarter hard-on wasn't enough. But it got him going. He swung me around and pushed my face onto the dick of another older guy who had turned up. Then he pushed his dick back into my arse.

He banged me for a few minutes then pulled out, panting. Something felt a bit different down there. Yep, he had blown a load into me as he was pulling out. I reached over and pulled his face to me again for some sloppy mouth to mouth action. This time my dick was hard. I asked if he wanted a load in his arse. Nope, he was one of those guys that are finished once they've blown. He held me while I jacked myself and blew a load against the railing. Hawt.

Ginge

2009-12-04T20:40:00.001-08:00

I checked out the toilet under the bank today. A tall skinny redhead came in, stood at the next urinal and started playing with himself. He wasn't much of a looker, wasn't that young and certainly wasn't getting hard. Still I guess I'm not in a position to point the finger. We got talking and more. I soon found out that he was wearing a jockstrap. I pushed him forward and ate his arse a bit. Then pushed my finger in. That got a reaction. I asked if he wanted dick. Yes. Take it raw? That depends. I said I was clean. We're on.

This was a bit ambitious on my part - I wasn't remotely hard. But there's something about the idea of dropping a load in a slut, just standing there in front of the urinals .... Plus by now I had one finger deep in his arse. That sensation of warm slimy flesh gets me going. And I got him to suck me a bit. I eventually hardened and just pushed into him. I gave him a two-minute rabbit fuck and left a load inside him. We both just zipped and left. Not one of the alltime great fucks but hey, you take what you can get.

Now I need to find someone to do the same for me.

Sunday loads

2009-11-29T01:28:00.000-08:00

I hit up a guy on bbrt, a younger guy listing himself as pozpiss something. He queried my message, I guess because I was listed as neg only. I said I took a few risks, and he had listed his status as undetectable. He gave me his address. He opened the door in chaps and harness, clamps on his nipples, half a hard-on and a strong smell of weed inside. I sucked his tits but he soon pushed me down onto his dick and fucked my throat.

He didn't have much patience: before I'd got his dick properly hard or my throat all slimed up he pushed me onto all fours and pulled my shorts off. He pushed straight in. He had a nice piece of meat, uncut and fat, with a big shiny head, though not especially long. He fucked me for a while doggy style, hands on my hips pulling me back onto his dick, while I sucked on a bottle of poppers. He accelerated and then asked where I wanted it. I said to give me his load inside me. He banged me hard, slowed and then went hard again. Then again. Eventually he said it looked like he wasn't going to come. He pulled out and we chatted for a bit. He was a bit stoned. But basically I think he just wasn't into me. I left him to it.

I still hadn't got my rocks off so in the evening I headed out to the park. There were several guys in a huddle on one of the bridges up the gully. One was the older guy with the beercan dick who had fucked me earlier in the year. I watched for a while as he played with a couple of others. Then a tall lean Asian guy came in for a closer look. Beercan started showing some interest. I dropped my pants, bent over the rail and took a few hits of poppers. He asked about lube. I had fingered some gun oil into my arse before I headed out so I said he should just push right on in. I thought I had a tight arse but I didn't have real difficulty taking him. He pushed steadily in and out for a while then pulled out and turned me round. He wanted the Asian guy to have a turn.

Asian guy had a nice dick, long and hard. He had a rubber on it. I bent over and took it anyway. It had that tight squeaky feeling of unlubed rubber as it went in. It almost seemed to catch. He fucked me for a bit anyway, taking a few deep breaths off my poppers. He tried to lift my leg up onto the bridge rail. Sounds pretty kinky but I'm not that flexible. He pulled out after a few minutes. I alternated between beercan and the Asian guy for a while.

Before the Asian guy put it into me again I noticed that the condom seemed ripped at the top. It didn't stop me. This time he seemed hornier, maybe from having the audience, maybe from sharing me with beercan guy. I bent right over the bridge rail as he fucked me hard. In a minute or two I could tell he was coming. Beercan turned me round and pushed his dick into me. It felt different - partly because beercan was now all horned up but it also felt slicker somehow. I guessed it was because Asian guy with the broken condom had dropped a load in me. Hard for him not to know the rubber had broken, but there you are. Beercan started to fuck me hard and fast, then held me real tight, groaned and dropped his head on my shoulder, panting. He confirmed he'd nutted inside me. He zipped up and headed off down the track.

I was left with tracksuit guy. He's a big fit guy, thick dick, he's fucked me a few times before but I've never felt he's really into it - I suspect he's more a bottom. This time he was really getting off on the whole scene. His dick was extra hard and I was feeling superslutty. I told him I had two loads in me. That had an effect. He grabbed me by the hips and started pounding my arse. That sensation of pelvis banging on pelvis, which I love. Plus the slick feeling of having raw dick sliding in and out of a an arse that's already full of spooge. In a few minutes he told me he was going to unload. I braced while he pumped his load into me.

All of this happened in about half an hour. First time I'd ever had more than one load in me.

Morning after I was hobbling around. I'd like to say it was because my arsehole was sore but it was actually my hip, I think the Asian guy must have twisted it too far when he was trying to lift my leg up onto the bridge railing.

Loaded

2009-11-29T01:19:00.000-08:00

Last Sunday I couldn't get any nibbles on the dating sites (usual story) so headed out for a run. Didn't find anything out at the beach so I headed up the hill instead. Hardly anyone there - it was late in the day. I hung around anyway.

I was getting ready to head home when the Iraqi turned up. For once I didn't play hard to get. He took me to a spot down from the track where it was a bit more private. He dropped his trackpants and I sucked him. He wanted to get fucked so he turned round and backed onto me. He has a good muscly arse and a tight hole. I went in raw, no lube. Fucked him slow for a while then banged him while he bent forward and held onto a tree. Then I went slow again, just enjoying the feeling of skin on skin and the sight of his ring closing around the veins in my dick as I slid slowly in and out.

After a while he pulled off. It was my turn. I took my running shorts off, took a hit of poppers, bent right over and braced as he pushed into me. He was also in a mood to take it slow. He has a nice dick. It felt good. I don't know how long he fucked me but eventually I felt his dick harden and swell, he started moaning and holding me real tight, then he pushed into me hard. He said he had come inside me.

I didn't hang around. He was cleaning himself with some grass. I headed back up the track and home.

sandwich

2009-10-26T03:20:00.000-07:00

Had some fun last night in the park but didn't get my rocks off. So late this afternoon I headed up the hill to look for some action. There was one guy with a runner's body sunning himself naked but he didn't seem interested.

I eventually settled down under a pine tree in the sunshine, dropped my pants and started playing with myself. i was lying there, pants around my ankles, dick oiled up and hard, when I heard rustling up the track. I thought fuck it and just carried on.

It was the Iraqi guy I have fucked with a few times over the years. He is older than me, has a good body and dark meaty uncut dick. He is real pushy, a determined bottom as well as top. From year ago he has always been insistent on fucking raw, so I've assumed he's extra high risk for HIV. He makes me uncomfortable and at the same time makes me extremely horny, for the same reason.

At first he played hard to get, just standing there with a kind of sneer on his face. This is payback for the number of times I have avoided him, I guess. I lay there jerking myself and told him to come and play. He made up his mind. He dropped his track pants, squatted over me, facing me, and lowered himself onto my dick. Took a bit of an effort to get in dry but was helped by the fact I had put some silicon lube on my dick earlier to jerk off. I got part way in, had to pull him towards me to get the angle right, then pulled him all the way down onto me. He sat there for a bit while I adjusted to the feeling, and then started to move inside him. He had a muscular arse and his hole was warm, tight and wonderful.

After a few minutes he pulled off and stood up. I sucked him for a bit, enjoying the mass of him and the piss taste under the foreskin. I then turned round and offered him my arse, taking a hit of poppers at the same time. He pushed in slowly and started moving inside me. As usual he was hard and I could feel the full length of him. As usual when I'm feeling specially turned on I wanted to be completely naked so I stripped off my shirt as well.

He had been fucking me for a few minutes when we heard rustling from down the track. We carried on. The guy that came into view looked familiar. He and I had played once or twice but without really getting anywhere. The guy is a bit younger than me, hot body and nice dick, but he's basically a bottom and like me struggles to get a hard-on when playing with another bottom. He was going to go past us but I said he was welcome to stick around and enjoy the show. He didn't need persuading. Khaled told him to pull out his dick and turned me round so I could suck the new guy. He obviously enjoyed threesomes, or seeing someone else getting raw dicked: he took a few hits off my amyl and hardened up fast.

New guy got verbal as well. He started telling Khaled to treat me like a slut, fuck me harder etc. He pulled his shirt up, dropped his pants to his ankles, fucked my face while urging Khaled on. Then he pulled out and started jerking himself. Khaled was pushing into me hard and deep. I was jerking myself, all the while getting off on being naked in the sunshine.

My memory of it all is now a bit blurred - too much amyl maybe - but we started chatting at one point. Turned out new guy had fucked with Khaled before as well. This was a big turn-on for me for some reason. I hadn't realised before that he was a slut like me. Something went off in my head: did you take it raw? I asked him. He said yes. That was like a trigger. I started jerking myself frantically and blew in less than a minute. New guy blew his jizz all over the ground alongside my load immediately after. Khaled pulled out but hadn't come. He pushed his dick into my mouth, arse flavoured and all, and started fucking my face. He came fast. I swallowed his load then licked the last few drips off the head of his dick. As I slowly put my gear back on Khaled squatted nearby to wipe his arse with some grass - maybe he thought I had cum up there or something. It was a hot sight: he's not young but he has the sort of butt that comes from a lot of physical work, plus dark shiny skin that shows it off.

There you have it. The thing that worries me: I was all set to let him blow inside me, kinda hoping he would in fact. Just part of the pattern of getting all horned up and taking more and more crazy risks. Whaddya reckon, folks?

PS Got regular test results back last week. All neg.

Park

2009-10-25T14:14:00.000-07:00

No luck up the hill in the afternoon so last night I headed out to the park. I made out with a big Samoan guy but I think he was basically a bottom - he didn't seem to get hard, didn't really want me near his dick. He worked my nipples hard instead. I dropped my pants hoping the sight of my arse sticking out the back of my jockstrap might attract some interest.

Sure did. It was a guy who has come onto me a few times before at that beat. He's about as wide as he is tall but he's friendly, has a fat stubby dick with lots of foreskin. He ate me out before pushing his dick in raw. Took a while to find the right angle and rhythm. He didn't have the length to go deep. But with me bent right over and gradually loosening up I started to get a buzz just around my hole.

A young Asian kid - maybe Thai - was hanging around as well. I sucked him while the other guy worked on my arse. I got him to work my nipples, told him to hurt me. He used his nails, really got into it. After a while wideguy slipped out and Asian kid pulled a rubber out of his pocket. He had a long skinny dick, real hard. He pushed straight in, whew, a bit hard to adjust to initially. He fucked like a rabbit. He was done in a couple of minutes. I guess he was all horned up from watching me with the other two guys.

In the middle of all this another guy wandered along the track and lingered to watch the proceedings. He looked interested. Nice looking guy, lean, looked as if he had just come from a club or bar. He returned a few minutes later. A little chat and we decided to head up the gully for a little privacy. I soon figured out he was the Irish guy from earlier in the year. He was looking for a reprise.

We stopped on the bridge, he dropped his jacket, pulled out his dick and opened his shirt. He had a long thin dick and liked being deepthroated. He fucked my face hard, kept triggering my gag reflex. That also turns my saliva real slimy, just right for getting a dick all slimed up for raw fucking.

Which was what he was really after. I dropped my pants, took a hit of amyl and braced myself against the bridge railing as he slid his dick into me. He went in balls deep and held it there, pulling me back onto him by my hips, using his thighs to force it all the way. More amyl. I bent over further, moved my grip to the lower rail. He started fucking me hard, banging my head against the rail. Made me a bit anxious about my neck. He wanted more: he climbed up onto the lower rail so he could fuck me from above. I had my hands on the deck, trying to stay balanced.

Back to position #1: the guy was big on using all the muscles in his legs to push into me as hard as he could, pelvis against pelvis, wrapping his arms around my waist or chest to increase the pressure. Then he would pull me more upright and try to push up into me. The sensation of his hairy thighs against the back of my thighs was real hot.

We had attracted a small audience by this stage. He pulled out and got me to suck him. I stood up, grabbed his head and stuck my tongue down his throat. Yes, the guy could kiss, which he hadn't done last time we fucked. Yummm. Eventually he made it clear he wanted to get back into my arse. I kicked off my pants so I could spread my legs better. This time he felt different, using the head of his dick on my hole then plunging all the way in. He sped up, started banging me harder. With my legs free and spread wide I was bent right over, urging him on. His pelvis was banging hard against mine. With a final few thrusts he stopped, pulled me upright then slowly slid out as we both caught our breaths.

I don't think he blew a load in me but I wasn't complaining: I felt truly fucked.

Misc

2009-09-25T16:47:00.000-07:00

Out of order, but I've added a post for 13 September. And I've made some changes to my blog list. The college-boy sex in A sailor boy's blog is maybe a bit too wholesome for the piggies that follow this blog but the day by day drama with lovers and sex buddies is kinda fun. I've added awkwurd: he's a bit irregular but his stories when they appear are about the hottest things I've read. Then there's Benjamin Fredrickson whose blog has been on my list for some time. This guy is seriously twisted. He presses all my buttons. What do I have to do to end up on the end of his dick or his fist, and in one of his polaroids? Apart from getting to Minneapolis, that is ...

exhib

2009-09-23T02:02:00.000-07:00

Sunday was a stunner of a day - cool, but clear blue sky. I went out for a run, then headed up the hill to see if there was action. There was a wonderful scent in the air up there from the flowering broom.

There wasn't much else. I stumbled on a couple of older guys playing with the young guy with the trailbike who likes to have other guys jerk his dick while he looks at girlie porn magazines. There was another old guy who has a huge dick but, as I found out a few weeks ago, really just wants to turn over and take raw dick up his shaved arse. No, I wanted something else.

I spotted a younger guy there, 20s, curly hair, specs, bit of a beard. He showed no sign of interest when I walked past him. I headed back along the trail and then lay down in the sun under a pine tree. A little while later I heard someone else coming down toward the tree. It was curly. He stopped, looking down at me from a little way up the hill. I figured he was looking for a come-on. I dropped my shorts and started jacking myself. No reaction, but he kept looking. I took a hit of poppers, kept jacking, then took off my shirt. No reaction. I licked a finger, turned round, bent over, pushed it up my arse, played with myself. Curly stood there with his hands in his pockets, watching.

This went on for 10 minutes. I don't really get my kicks out of putting on a show for other guys but curly was sexy in a nerdy kind of way, and I wanted to get my rocks off. I went up to the tree and beckoned him down. He came down straightaway - maybe I should have done that at the start! I reached under his shirt for his nipples. I groped his dick; he had a semi. Told him to give me his dick. He unzipped and pulled it out. He hardened up real fast. He had a nice piece. And being a redhead he smelt extra good.

I got on my knees and took him into my mouth. I pushed the head of his deck down to the back of my mouth, then down into my throat. His dick got longer and harder as I worked on him. I asked if he wanted to slide it up my arse. Nope. It soon became clear why: as I went down on him again I felt the head of his dick swell. He pulled out of my mouth and started spurting. I got a bit of a taste but that was all. He wiped, zipped up and headed back up the track as I gathered up my gear and started dressing. All kinda kinky and fun but didn't give me the fuck I was looking for. Pity: a long hard raw youngman dick up my arse would have made for a perfect end to the day.

Misty

2009-09-13T20:53:00.000-07:00

It was a misty afternoon but there were a few guys up the hill. The guy with the goatee and the PA was mainly into the twink with the chihuahua but after the twink blew his load he was happy for me to blow him. He had a nice piece, average size but with a fat head and real hard. Trouble was his PA was making me gag when I tried to deep throat him. He eventually zipped up and moved away. I wasn't much interested in the others until a couple of French guys turned up. They were tourists, had somehow heard about the beat but didn't know much about the rest of the town. I filled them in. I would have been happy to go off with the black guy from Paris. He was friendly but he was looking for something else. The guy with the PA showed up again and soon enough hooked up with the black guy. I left them to it.

I had a feed and a nap and then headed out to the club. I wanted some dick. There was a black guy with an extra large dick who was fucking all comers, but only for a coupla minutes at a time, without coming. I took my turn. A southern boy hit on me: he had been drinking, was in a bottom mood, wanted to be used. Well I'm game for most things. I worked his nipples which were definitely wired to his dick. I worked him hard, went further than he wanted and then some. I gave him my spit. I ate his arse. I fucked his face. He didn't want my dick up his arse. All kinda fun, went on for nearly an hour till he blew his load. But it was a bit one-way for me. I saved my load.

I ended up making out with a guy who said he was from Argentina. He was in his 40s, in nice shape. Big kisser, hairy chest, beard. I went down on him. He had a nice piece, long, uncut. I took him to the back of my throat then down further, got his dick all nice and slobbery. But I wanted him in my arse. He was happy to oblige. We were in an open cubicle with a chair. I bent over the chair and held on as he slid in, raw, then started moving inside me. I alternated between bending over so he could go deep and standing up so he could wrap his arms around me and pull my head round so we could make out.

Several times I pulled off and knelt down to suck my arse juices off his dick and then stick my tongue down his throat. He was into that. At times he moved slowly inside me, others he banged me hard.

After half an hour of this his long dick was stirring up my insides a bit more than I had bargained on: I had hosed out earlier but not quite thoroughly enough. I blew my load as he banged me hard for another minute then he headed over to clean up. Not quite the ending I had had in mind but I wandered home feeling well worked over.

Nerd

2009-09-04T13:58:00.000-07:00

Woke up this morning intending to flick an email off to the guy who blogs as hypersexed history nerd. It's been engrossing stuff the past few weeks. But I had an uneasy feeling it was heading for a trainwreck. The detail about his friends and fuckbuds, the games and the conversations - which made the story so much fun was also a dead giveaway if any of them ever spotted the blog. For a long time I had doubts that the blog was for real - it seemed too risky. Well, no more doubts about that. I see this morning he's taken it down.

I'll miss it. His nerd/stud character was a blast. I guess I'm not the only one who got hooked on the mix of puppydog gusto and grownup wisdom. His buddies - trying to find their natural place on the straightboy/cocksucker scale - were endlessly fascinating. Plus he writes like a real ace.

Well that's all in the past. Sounds as if the blog has blown up in his face: someone's made the connection. That's the risk all of us take when we bare our secrets like this. Spare a thought for the kid.

Bloggy slutters

2009-08-27T03:43:00.000-07:00

Still haven't made time to write up all the extras from July/August. But I've been updating my blog list. Some new ones, plus a few good oldies. Start with the newbies: there's smooth butt, hungry hole who's been having quite a summer; bareback confessions from Baltimore; diary of a horny bottom boy in the UK; and adventures of rawverscumboi, Meanwhile there's a resurrection at chronicles of a young slut and DC top is posting new escapades. Hypersexed history nerd has left a few of us wondering: if he's for real (and he sure sounds it) how can he get away with a blog that leaves so many clues about what he's up to with his closeted fuckbuds? and if it's fiction why, with his talent, doesn't he just get on with it and write the novel? Answers please. And Zach's room seems to have been taken down real quick. Pity.

Risky

2009-08-20T01:34:00.001-07:00

Yeah, I went back for more. Ended up at the sauna again yesterday afternoon. It was real quiet, nothing like Sunday, mostly older guys. But there was a bit of action in the steam room. I ended up in a threesome there. I was sucking off one guy, 40ish, with a fat dick, while he worked my tits. Another guy came over and joined us. He was also kinda interesting. A bit shorter than me, maybe late 30s. He squatted down behind me, playing with my dick and my chest. But his fingers kept roaming under my balls and down to my arse. Then he slipped a finger up inside me. I reached behind: he had a nice piece of meat, long, fat and hard. I stood up, keeping my mouth on the first guy's dick, and swiveled my arse round towards the newcomer.

He moved behind me and humped my crack. I reached behind for his dick and aimed it at my hole, using one hand to take a hit of poppers. He nudged the head in, then pushed in another inch. I was sucking on the first guy, who had a serious hard on and was playing with my nipples.

I was now in the middle of a sandwich with a fat juicy dick in my mouth and another fat raw dick in my arse. Both guys were really getting into it. I got to work, sucking hard, fast and deep. The guy behind me was moving in and out of me steadily. What made the sensation really intense was that he hadn't tried to put any lube into me - all I had was the remains of the gunoil I had used earlier in the afternoon to slick myself up.

The pace quickened. The guy I was blowing was moaning and then gasping. I was making a fair amount of noise myself. The guy behind me was right into it, banging me hard and fast. I felt the dick in my mouth swell up. Going by the action behind me the other guy was set to blow too. I was jerking myself. We all came simultaneously. I felt the guy in my arse jerk several times. I pulled off him while he was still going - I remember thinking I hadn't even asked him if he was neg or poz. We all laughed then staggered out.

I ended up in the shower with the guy who had fucked me. He was a bit shorter than me, muscly body with a bit of a gut, a collection of straight-guy tattoos, dark hair and stubble. His dick was still hard as he stood there soaping himself. Later I saw him leaving: he was wearing the sort of shirt that wives in the suburbs buy for their husbands. He talked that way too.

So there you have it. It was hot - quick animal sex. It was also a bit frightening: not just the fact that I took his load without establishing that he was neg but the fact I'm now starting to make a habit of it.

Loads

2009-08-18T05:00:00.000-07:00

I was in the mood for more. I headed out to one of the clubs last night for their Monday naked night. Usual story: lots of hot guys, all spending too much time walking around looking at other guys' dicks, not enough time doing something useful with their own. Had a bit of fun anyway. One guy just wanted to get fisted (happy to oblige, bud). Hooked up with a guy who was shorter than me, wonderful body, loved kissing, loved having his little arse eaten out. He had an uncut dick with velvety skin and a fat purple head. We had a stand-up fuck up on one of the platforms. He wouldn't do it without a rubber. But he was such a sweet guy it was a real buzz. Afterwards he just wanted to stand there and kiss and cuddle. Then there was the young wogboy whose dick turned out to be XL sized when I got down and sucked it. And he was happy to slide it up my arse raw when I turned round and backed onto it. He was was rough and dirty. Unfortunately he took off after one of his mates after a couple of minutes so I was left frustrated.

After closing time I headed down to the other club which was just about empty. One guy cruised me just about immediately. He wasn't anything much to look at but he made it clear that wanted my arse. I sucked him for a few minutes then dropped my pants and knelt on the edge of the bench. He slid his dick in. Not particularly big but hard. After trying a few different positions we ended up with me on my back and him on top. I told him what would be really hot would be for him to cum inside me and then eat his load out of his arse. He must have been some kind of a pig because this really got him going. For me it was a really intense fuck: not because of the size of his dick but because he was hard and all his weight was coming onto his dick as it slid in and out of my arse.

Eventually he grunted and shuddered and pulled out. Then straightaway he had his tongue in my arse as he tried to suck out his load. He pigged out there for a coupla minutes. He slid his dick back in as I jacked myself and blew all over my stomach. Whew!

I had had just about enough for one evening but I decided to go for one last wander around. The door to one cublicle was open. It was quite a sight: the guy inside was naked, on his stomach. He would have been in his 20s, hot body, with narrow waist and wide shoulders. He had a #1 cut with a goatee. His butt was up in the air and his arsehole was wide open and slimy. I bent down for a taste: spooge and just a hint of something nasty. I asked him how many loads he had in there. A couple he said. Yes he wanted one more. I surprised myself: I had only just blown a load with the other guy but the smell and the taste had me hard again. I stripped off, pulled him up on his knees and slid my dick inside him. He was wide open and sloppy. I fucked him doggy style for a few minutes, pulling on his tits at the same time. He played with his fat stubby dick the whole time.

I needed something more: I squatted above him and started drilling down into his arse. The view of his back, the sensation of his cum-filled arse ... it was intoxicating stuff. We carried on like that for a while till it became clear to me I wasn't going to be able to cum. He didn't seem too fussed: he said he was completely fucked up anyway, which became clear as he tried to put his clothes back on. Still an amazingly hot scene. Wished I had been there to watch as he had taken the other two loads.

Still owe you an account of Friday night, not to mention a few episodes from July.

Meantime, lads, some occasional feedback might encourage this writer to be a bit more systematic about posting. Take your hands off your dicks for a moment and post comments, requests or (best of all) accounts of your own latest spooge sharing.

Fuckathon

2009-08-16T18:46:00.000-07:00

Rainy Sunday so ... headed down to the sauna. The place was buzzing. Lots of hot wogs and celts along with the rest. Took a while to find what I needed. I got hit on by a young indian guy who wanted to fuck me, wore a rubber, didn't do much for me. In one of the darkrooms I groped a skinny guy with long hair and a big dick. I backed onto his dick raw, he started pushing up into me, grinding his pelvis up into my arse. I said let's go to a cubicle. In the dark I thought I was being fucked by a skinny teenager. Turned out he was an older guy, not much flesh on him, the sort of body you can get from being a heavy smoker or poz. He said he didn't know if he was poz. We fucked anyway, I just told him not to come in me. He was a great fuck, not a bam-bam type, more into pushing in deep and hard, moving his dick around. And sometimes just sliding the head slowly in and out, which I love when it's raw and my arselips are getting sensitive. I eventually told him I needed a break.

When I went back into the same darkroom later it was empty, until a tall wogboy wandered in. He was hot. Not a gym body but main thing was he had a huge dick, uncut with loose skin and foreskin. I got on my knees, started blowing him. He wasn't sure how hard to go. Rough as you like, I said to him. He reached down and slapped me hard, again and again, on both arse cheeks as he forced his dick down my throat.

It was game on. We moved to the bench. He was slapping me round. He asked what I wanted/needed. I said I wanted to get fucked. Raw or safe? I said I took it raw, but I was neg, didn't want to take poz loads. His response was that guys who said that always ended up taking loads anyway. He sat on the edge of the bench, pulled me back and down onto him. I yelled - he was hard as well as long. He bit my neck and kept going.

The hour or so after that is a bit of a blur. The guy was rough, kept trashtalking me, really got off on forcing his dick down my throat. Initially he was hitting my gag reflex immediately. After a while I got more used to it, plus my throat got more slimy, so I could take him all the way and let him deep fuck my throat. He was getting his kicks out of whoring me out. He had me kneeling on the edge of the bench, arse facing out, and he kept lining up new guys to fuck me. I don't know how many dicks I took: certainly half a dozen, maybe more. Some were wrapped, some boring. Others were raw. Wogboy kept the show going: for much of the time he was sitting on my back to hold me down and force my legs apart (this morning I feel like a horseman must feel after a long day in the saddle!) He kept up the trash talk. For light relief he and another guy practised their CBT technique on me - my balls don't respond well to being smacked so I was yelling like crazy.

Late in the session there was a bit of a pause, wogboy and I made out for a while. I told him the last time I had a fuck like that was the Italian in the gare routiere. Then he lined up another guy out of the crowd behind us. He sat on my back again and lined up the guy's dick with my arse. Faaarck! This guy was big, hard and he fucked like a jackhammer. He went at it for a while, pulled out and jacked himself, put it back in again. I felt underneath, he was in me raw. I wondered if he had been jacking himself so he could unload in me. I asked my pimp if the guy had left a load in there. he didn't know. Do you want a load he said? I just licked his shoulder.

Wogboy decided to have another go himself. He jacked himself, stood behind me, shoved it in in one thrust and banged me hard for a few minutes. Felt to me as if he was planning to cum in me. My head was a mix of excitement and fatalism - the whole scene was a huge buzz, and I guess from the moment I decided to stay and play with wogboy after he told me I was going to take his poz load I had basically decided I would take what I was given.

Wogboy pulled out. I didn't know if he had come. There was a bit more chat with a big guy behind him. Change of play. Wogboy agreed to take a fuck himself. He knelt beside me, arse in the air. The stud pushed into him. Wogboy turned his face to me, we started making out, in between him moaning and yelling as the stud hammered his arse. I reached behind, pulled another raw dick against my arse. Wogboy and I were both taking it rough and fast.

Before I staggered out I chatted again to wogboy. He said something about not having unloaded in me. I don't know if that meant he hadn't been able to cum (wouldn't be surprising - in those scenes a lot of guys don't seem to get off) or had decided not to poz me. I think maybe it was the latter. As far as I know I didn't end up with a load in me in spite of the number of raw dicks I took over a couple of hours. But for sheer whoreiness I can't think of anything to compare it with since fickstutenmarkt.

I have a few more stories to tell, including lots of raw dick from nude night at the club on friday. I'll save those for another post.

Nekkid

2009-06-30T02:08:00.000-07:00

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.

Dirty blogs

2009-06-29T01:40:00.000-07:00

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.

Saturday

2009-06-29T01:20:00.000-07:00

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.

DC

2009-06-19T02:20:00.001-07:00

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.

Country boy

2009-06-16T02:21:00.000-07:00

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.

Buena Vista

2009-05-29T02:20:00.000-07:00

When I was wandering around the top of Buena Vista at dawn I was hoping to find some action. There were a couple of 20ish guys there who had been having a good time - a boy-next-door type white guy and a hot latino with jacket open and bare torso. But that was it. I headed back down to Castro for some food and then crashed.

After some sleep I headed back up Buena Vista early in the afternoon. There was a bit more life. The first guy I got talking to was Santos from Costa Rica. He was around my age, a lot heavier than me, but real friendly. We talked for a while then walked down the side of the hill to a more private spot and started making out. He had a big smooth uncut dick. I sucked on it for a while. I told him I liked to get fucked. Santos was happy to oblige. It was a bit difficult - we were in a small clearing under some low shrubs. But I sucked on his dick to get it all wet and hard, and fingered myself to loosen up my arse. He slid it in raw with no trouble. He immediately started fucking me fast, banging me hard. In not much more than a minute he pulled out and said he was coming. I turned round and took a mouthful as he blew his wad. Pity he came so fast - he had a nice dick and I would have liked to feel him inside me for a lot longer. And I would have taken his load if he had wanted to blow in my arse.

After Santos left I went wandering again. Next was an older white guy, had the look of a drifter. He had a big piece of meat and I sucked on him for a while. I said I wanted to get fucked. While I had my back to him he slapped some lube on my arse, which I hate. Even that wasn't enough: he was struggling to stay hard. I left him to it.

On the other side of the hill I found a latino guy in running shorts wanting to get his dick sucked. He was a bit strange: I would suck him for a bit then he would get nervous with other guys wandering around. He took me further down the hill to a clearing and stuck his dick in me raw but kept pulling out. I gave up on him - too many interruptions. I tried another latino guy who had just had a joint (great smell) but was also on the booze. He had a nice dick but he was too stoned or pissed to get hard.

There was a skinny twink wandering around in cargo shorts. I didn't even try to chat him up - I figured he was looking for something similar. So I was surprised to see him making out with a guy who looked older than me and not in great shape. After a bit the twink turned round and dropped his pants so the older guy could fuck him. I wasn't close enough to get a good look but he was taking it raw as far as I could see. The twink was bent over, holding onto a branch while the older guy stuck it into him. There were several others just standing around watching. Quite a view ...

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2009-05-23T19:23:00.000-07:00

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Folsom

2009-05-23T17:00:00.000-07:00

I didn't head down to Folsom St until well after midnight. Ran most of the way to work up a bit of a sweat.

Oscar said he was portugese american though he talked more like an irishman. He was shaved all over, liked to kiss but didn't really get hard. He mostly just lay there. I got bored and went soft, left him to it.

Roy was from nicaragua. He was short - maybe 5'6" - but hot, with a Che beard, treasure trail, tight little butt under his tighty whiteys. We kept running into each other. First he would just talk. Next time he let me cop a feel. Later he dropped his pants and we made out, with Oscar joining us for a bit. Roy liked having me bite the back of his neck. He had a long thin dick. When I got down and sucked him he grabbed my head and turned it sideways, I guess so he could push his dick further down my throat. But I couldn't get him to fuck me. And he wouldn't let me eat his arse.

I did get to eat arse with a black guy, maybe around 40. We made out for a while. I sucked his dick but he wasn't getting very hard. I turned him round and bent him over the chair in the cubicle. Some guys are specially edible. He was one of them. His arse was tasty without being raunchy. Pink hole, a bit of hair. Plus he really got off on it. It made me hard. I said I would give him a taste of my dick. Now this was a bit strange: he was physically bigger than me, and was certainly much better hung. But I was all horned up from eating him out, and his arse was tight and muscular, with no lube to kill the sensation. I alternated screwing him slowly and banging him hard. Through all of it his arse stayed tight. Felt great. I guess we were at it for about 15 minutes when he told me he was about to blow his wad. I felt his arse clench as he came. He stood up, we laughed, then chatted and made out for a while before he wandered off. I wished later I had left a load in him.

There were a few others but nothing that turned into anything special. As usual I was looking for some hard raw dick to take up my arse and didn't manage to get it. But then, another night on Folsom without taking a load up my arse is another bullet dodged I guess.

I left just before dawn and walked up Haight to the top of Buena Vista to watch the sun rise.

Becks

2009-05-22T18:49:00.000-07:00

I checked in at Becks around 3.30. They gave me a corner room up on the second level. As I walked round the landing I passed an open door with a couple of guys inside who were keeping an eye on the passers by.

I dumped my bags inside then came back out onto the landing, pretending to check my phone for messages. One of the guys was standing in the door pulling on his crotch. I watched him for half a minute then wandered along. When I got inside the door they both had their dicks out. I took a suck on one of them and then said that if he wanted to get inside my arse I'd better go and hose out first. Yep, that's what he wanted.

I came back in 10 minutes. I started on the younger guy. He had a fat cut dick with a downward curve. Even with me down on my knees (ie the wrong angle) I was able to get it down my throat. I sucked him for a few minutes before he dropped his pants and lay back on the bed. I sucked him some more then got under his balls. He lifted his legs and I went further down, started on his arsehole. He tasted of baby powder. I was all horned up and thought I might stick my dick into him. He obviously liked to take it up the arse. I pushed a little way in. But I quickly realised he hadn't cleaned out. And besides I wanted to get my arse fucked.

I turned my attention to the other guy. He was older, had latino looks, nice dick, real hard. I backed onto him slowly. He pushed me forward so I was sucking on the young guy's dick and balls again. Meanwhile latino started to throw a fuck into me. He didn't waste time: he had a kind of jackrabbit fucking style, fast and rough. With his fat dick and no rubber it felt real nice.

It didn't take him long. He pulled out and said he was going to come. I got onto my knees fast and got him to give me his load. I got most of it in my mouth, some on my face. The younger guy came at the same time.

We all had a good laugh. I pulled my pants back on and wandered back to my room. Welcome to San Francisco.

beercan

2009-05-09T04:39:00.000-07:00

I checked out the park one night last weekend. There was a huddle of three guys down one end of the path when I got there. The youngest - around 30 as far as I could tell - was wearing glasses, looked as if he was red-headed. I played with his tits and sucked him for a bit. He sounded a bit camp but he had a muscled body and a nice uncut dick. I asked if I could eat his arse. He hesitated and said ok. He bent over and held onto the rail. His arse was a bit raunchy but not enough to put me off. Plus he had fine hair over his arse and his back and muscles in all the right places. I tongued his crack and his hole and bit into his cheeks.

After a few minutes I stood up and turned him round. He wouldn't kiss me to get a taste of his own arse but his dick was now standing out straight and hard. I sucked him again and then asked if he wanted to fuck me. I tried to back onto his dick but he softened or pulled back. I tried different ways but it didn't feel as if he was really wanting to stick it into me.

He said something about the other guy who was still standing alongside us. I reached out for a feel. Faarck! I hadn't been interested in him - he was an older guy, not much hair, saggy belly. But he had a spectacular piece of meat between his legs. I bent down for a taste. His dick was unusual for several reasons. It was thicker than anything I can remember taking into my mouth since a guy about six years ago on the hill in Barcelona. This one was thick all the way from the base to the head. Plus he had inches of loose foreskin. When he pushed into my mouth it had the feel of a true gobstopper.

I sucked him for a few minutes or more correctly he pumped my mouth (he couldn't get it down my throat). But I wanted more. I stood up, turned and put his head against my arsehole. Surprisingly I was able to get him inside me without much trouble. I bent right over to give him maximum access and then started chewing on the other guy's dick while beercan started to pump me.

For 15 minutes or so I alternated between taking beercan dick and sucking the other slut and eating slut's arse again. Eventually the slut lost his hard-on. I sucked beercan up to full hardness, slid back on to him and bent over again. I blew a load as he pounded my arse. He didn't come.

Nothing much to report from today. I swallowed a load from a young Aussie guy with a thin dick at one of the toilets in the city. We kissed while I worked his nipples then I got down and blew him in front of the urinals. He was hot but he wouldn't kiss me again after I stood up with a load of his jizz in my mouth.

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2009-05-04T03:39:00.000-07:00

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In the next day or two I'll update you on what I've had in my holes over the weekend.

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2009-04-30T03:52:00.000-07:00

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Sadist

2009-04-28T01:31:00.000-07:00

I've been thinking a lot about the guy from Friday night who wanted to hurt me. We've since made contact by email. The way it finished on Friday I wasn't sure if he was interested in a follow-up but he says he's up for it. These days it takes a bit to get me hard but the last few days I've been walking to work in the mornings with my cock stiff just from thinking about what I could get him to do to me. Mostly it seems to involve me getting naked, getting tied over a trestle or stool and then getting my arse thrashed, real hard ie bruises for a week. I figure I'll need to be tied down because otherwise I won't be able to take it. Probably also need a gag to keep the noise down. I had a taste of this a year ago in Sydney - got thrashed by a Brit at HQ. It was all spur of the moment, didn't tie me down, but it left my arse a bit bloody, and the bruises lasted about five days.

It didn't make me horny but I think back to that night a lot. It makes me think I can take punishment, and the idea of it is certainly a turn-on. I'm wondering if I need to provoke the guy into making a serious job of it. I told you he doesn't bareback. If I make a rendezvous with him I'm thinking I'll try to get a load in my arse first and then tell him. See if it will persuade him he really needs to punish me.

I guess all of this makes me a seriously kinky cunt.

Fiji

2009-04-26T03:02:00.000-07:00

Ended up at the tubs Friday night. One of those nights when I wasn't feeling particularly horny (ie I couldn't get it up) but really needed to get my rocks off.

i sucked off one guy without much enthusiasm (he was a lazy top, he had a cut dick and his aftershave put me off). He gave me a bitter load. Normally I swallow but I wasn't into him enough. I spat it out and went looking for something different.

When it came it wasn't what I was expecting. A younger guy, around my height (5'8"), a bit chunky but ok looks, groped me and then told me to follow him into a cubicle. He asked me if I was into dirty sex. I asked what he meant. He said he wanted to hurt me. Whew. I said sure, dropped my towel and locked the door.

He was serious. He pulled me down onto his dick, slapped me in the face, told me not to get any teeth on his dick. In the next few minutes he kept surprising me: a fist in the guts, then another. He slapped me in the face and made me say thank you. He brought his knee up into my balls. It hurt like hell and got me worried - I have zero tolerance for having my balls kicked. He pulled me up onto the squab, turned me on my back, head over the edge, and pushed his dick into me again. His dick was a bit bigger than average, nothing special, but uncut and juicy. Main thing was that he was hard and he was able to push it all the way in so his pubes were hard against my mouth and I was struggling to get any breath. You know how it is: you start to see stars after a minute of this, and then come up gasping. He gave me a couple of hits of amyl to open me up.

He continued this for a few minutes, talking dirty the whole time and slapping and punching me all the while. He pulled me all the way up on the squab and sat his arse down on my face, pulling his cheeks apart so his hole was on my mouth and my nose was blocked. I was running out of breath again.

He kept coming back to my balls. Got to the point I just couldn't take more. I called a halt and we talked. He seemed completely sane, which was part of the turn-on of the whole thing. He's into dominance and pain in a big way. I said I wanted to get tied down and take a serious belting on my arse. He's up for it. Unfortunately he's from out of town so I'm not sure when we'll be able to arrange it. He only plays safe so I won't be getting him to leave a load up my arse. He left soon after - he was there with his boyfriend. But he gave me his online contact.

After another wait I found a guy in the maze who was looking to get sucked. He looked Fijian or something like that. Not that young but nice body, all muscles. I dropped to my knees and got to work. There was plenty to work on: he had a big dick, uncut, with lots of foreskin and a moist shiny head. We started slow and then he started pumping, pushing his head down my throat and getting it all sloppy. I took some poppers and got back to work. I asked if he wanted to fuck me. The answer was yes. I stood up, turned and started to back onto him. He wouldn't do it without a rubber. We decided to go to a cubicle.

He rubbered up and tried to get into me. I was on my back on the mattress. He got his dick in and pushed for a while but something wasn't quite right. He pulled out and got me to suck him to harden him up before trying again. Still wasn't working. I got down and sucked him till his dick was standing out straight again then turned round. This time he pushed the head against my hole without a rubber, then pushed all the way in. I bent over the squab and took more poppers as he started pumping me harder. He pulled me onto him as he kept banging me. For the first time all night my dick was getting hard. I jerked myself as he fucked me faster and harder.

I could tell he was close. I made a mental decision I wouldn't make him pull out before he came in me. This is starting to be a habit. It worries me. It is also a huge turn-on - knowing I'm going to take a load. The Fijian guy was banging me hard, his breathing was fast. I couldn't hold off: I blew a load over the mattress, making a lot of noise as I did. That tipped the other guy over the edge. He pulled out then blew a load over my arse and my back. I was half sorry, half relieved. We laughed and then headed off for the showers. I think he's probably negative: the fact he wanted to use a rubber at first was a giveaway (unless he's poz and trying to behave ...) But I think he's the same guy that fucked me a few years ago and I sorta remember an issue then when he was fucking me raw and then his partner joined us and made him rubber up.

The real point of it all is that I seem to have crossed a line: I'm now basically wanting to take loads - even without asking if the guy is negative. Barebacking was risky enough even when I was telling guys not to cum in me. I'm into different risks if I'm taking loads from strangers. Objectively it's really stupid. But I'm not sure how I'm going to talk myself into going back to a no-cum policy. Watch this space.

Win some ...

2009-04-18T22:24:00.000-07:00

Woke up late with a sore throat. Yesterday was another fine day. I went for a long run then headed up the hill. There was a bit of action there but none for me. I headed down to the park instead about 1030.

It was quiet. I played with one guy who said he was a top but had a little dick that didn't get hard. But kissed well and I liked his long goatee. He seemed happy on his knees sucking me plus another nerdy kid with a fat uncut dick who joined us. Nerd blew a load in my mouth, zipped up and left. I wiped half his load onto my dick and started skull-fucking goatee again. I was holding his head sidewise to get in deeper. He blew without warning. We kissed for a while then I got him to lean on the rail so I could eat his arse. It was ripe and tasty. I rubbed my dick up and down his crack and then started pushing against his hole. Nope, he wasn't letting me in without a rubber.

I chilled for half an hour then got talking to another dude on the bench. Young guy, beard, said he was aboriginal and samoan. Let's call him James. We made out for a while, then started working on each other's nipples. As I lifted his shirt and then unzipped him I started to realise what a hottie he was. Smooth skin, big chest, fat uncut dick.

We decided to go to the bridge up the gully, the scene of my antics over easter. He dropped his trou and took a couple of hits of poppers as I went down on him. Now he was standing up and had me on my knees he changed gear. He wanted to get right down my throat. He pushed his knob hard against the back of my throat, kept the pressure on and moved around to try to get further down, working my nipples all the while. After half a minute I gagged and pulled off. We tried again. Problem was that as well as being long, thick and rock hard his dick had an upward curve. Poppers helped but not enough - I was still gagging. A couple of times I brought up food I had eaten earlier.

I asked if he wanted to fuck me. He muttered something about a condom. I gave him one but he didn't take it any further. It was clear he wanted to get down my throat. I said we would try it another way. I lay on my back on the bridge and got him to put his dick into me from above (like doing a press-up). That works when you can drop your head back over the edge of a bed. On the bridge it helped - I could get him past my gag spot - but the angle was still wrong.

I was frustrated as all hell. I don't think I'd met a guy since Gaetano with a dick that strong. If I couldn't have him in my arse I at least wanted to get my face fucked and swallow his load but I couldn't find a way to get him down my throat without gagging.

He eventually jerked himself off. I got a taste after he came but not a proper mouthful. We chatted while he smoked one of his Russian cigarettes but I don't think he was looking for a repeat. Bit of a mystery man.

There was no-on else around so I headed down to the tubs. Quite a bit of life there but nothing that really worked for me. I had a half hearted fuck with a local guy but he wouldn't let me into him without a rubber and I eventually finger fucked him. He got off. I got some dirty fingers. Another guy, a small American, wanted to get his arse fucked but only with a rubber, but then changed his mind altogether.

I was feeling tired and completely fucked off. I came home and crashed.

Numbers are up

2009-04-16T03:37:00.000-07:00

I'd like to think the extra traffic is just because of all the slutty posts I've been putting up. For sure, I've been doing my best. But from the traffic analysis the big change is that I've now got a link coming through from matt and dan as well as the one from pigboy. Great to have you on board guys. Keep it coming.

Suck my feet

2009-04-15T01:53:00.000-07:00

Well I told you I had a kinda crazy night on Saturday. It was fun but problem was it left me all horned up. The Irish guy messaged me a few times but I think it was just a tease - he never delivered. By Monday I was frantic for some action. I took the day off and spent most of it looking for dick. It turned into quite a day.

I started down at the waterfront. There's a bog that goes off on weekdays but I've never really checked it out. When I went in on Monday there was a guy there in a suit who was looking for action. Bit younger than me, not pretty, getting a bit of a gut. But he started groping himself, staring at me as he did so, then within a minute his fly was all tented up. We walked over to the urinal, he unzipped, gave me a look and a feel. Aahh fuck. Long, fat, uncut. We had to wait for a cubicle. Inside he unzipped again and I knelt down to suck him. He was hard and juicy. I sucked him gently then took him in all the way and slobbered up and down the length of him. After a few minutes I stood up, dropped my pants, turned round and asked if he wanted to put it up my arse. Nah, not bareback he said. That seemed to put him off. I offered him a rubber but he soon zipped up and headed out. He was still hard: he stood in front of the urinal looking back at me, big smile on his face, showing me the outline of his dick through his trousers while I jacked myself in the cubicle. But he wouldn't come back in. I followed him across the road and asked if he wanted to try the bog in the library. He sounded half tempted but didn't take me up on it.

This left me even more horned up. There was one more bog to check out, again one I don't normally go to. I took the middle cubicle. I looked under the partition. The guy in the next cubicle beckoned me in. He was just a teenager but he knew what he wanted. He had a stubby uncut dick but with a shiny dark red head on it. I sucked him for a few minutes, having to keep it quiet as guys came and went. Eventually he decided he wanted to come. He jacked himself and blew a load into my mouth. I swallowed, licked my lips, zipped up and left him to it. I headed back down to the waterfront. There was a guy out in front who seemed to be cruising. I followed him along the waterfront to another bog. He had an uncut dick with an extra tight foreskin. I sucked him while pushing a finger up his arse. I got another load out of him but I still wanted to get my arse fucked. Back to the first place. I took the free cubicle. After a few minute the guy in the next one passed me a note on toilet paper: Can I suck your feet? Whew! Not really my thing, but since I was wearing flip flops ... I had forgotten what a sensation it is to have warm lips around your toes. But he pulled off as soon as someone came in. I left him to it.

I needed to get my arse fucked. I decided to check out the sauna. This was 4pm on a weekday - it's years since I've gone to the tubs at this time of the week. Looks as if I've been missing out on something: the place was buzzing. First one to make a move was an American. Maybe in his 30s, not tall, carrying a gut, but hot: tats all over including on his gut, buzz cut and heaps of attitude. In the cubicle he dropped his towel and pushed me onto his dick. Then he bent me over and started eating my arse. It felt as if he was all set to fuck me. His dick was average but real hard and with a big mushroom head on it. Then I blew it: I said I wanted to eat his arse. He got down on all fours and I went to work. He was a bit raunchy which was fine by me. I tongued him and bit him, pulling on his tits at the same time. He got up ... I was panting for raw dick up my arse ... and he said he was going to take a break. Faarck! Nooooo!

I mooched around for half an hour. Then a guy I hadn't seen before followed me into a cubicle. Nice looks, fit, big chest. I started with his nipples. Yee haa! Hit the right button there. He had big nipples and wanted them worked hard. He did the same for me. He pushed his tongue into my mouth. Yeaahh! Great kisser, big lips, strong tongue, tasted good. He pushed me onto the squab, legs in the air, and started eating me out. A few minutes of that and we swapped places. And the big test: yeah, I stretched forward for a big sloppy kiss, with my goatee tasting of his arse. He smiled and kissed back. I went back to his arse. Pushed a couple of fingers in. He was open and wet. I took my hand out, slobbered it with saliva and pushed back in. He was loving it. But he said it had been a long time since he had taken a fist, and I wasn't properly lubed. Another time maybe. I asked if he wanted a taste of my dick. Nah, not without a rubber. OK.

Somehow I had missed his pits. Not any longer. Picture this: he was lying back, arms behind his head, shoulders and muscles and dark hairy pits. I went in. Strong taste of fresh sweat. I went ape. Nothing does it for me like sweaty pits. Went from one to the other and back, stopping to make out and chew his tits. His arse was still in the air. What's that? Ah ... he was pushing his arse onto my dick. Yes. He looked me in the eyes. Fuck me hard. Sure thing. He was loose and sloppy and his arse was up in the air and I was on top banging away.

A few minutes of that then we paused to make out. Did I tell you he was a great kisser? Then he's on his feet, lifting my legs in the air and trying to push his dick in. Took some doing: I was horny for it but the guy was hung. He finally pushed all the way in. He knew what he was doing. Every dozen or so strokes he would push in that extra inch - you know, the stroke that makes you groan but also makes your toes curl in pleasure. He had one hand over my mouth to shut me up. He mixed hard and gentle for a few minutes then said something I couldn't catch. I said to him to go for it. All of a sudden he was fucking me like a madman, eyes wide, banging against my pelvis till he convulsed a few times and then pulled out and relaxed on top of me.

I caught my breath. I reached down to check. My arse was wet and creamy. I brought my finger back for a taste then reached down for more. I lubed up my dick with his jizz and started beating. To help me along he reached for a nipple and with his other hand fingered my arse. Hurt me, I said. He fucked me with one hand and with the other dug his nails into my tit. I blew in about 30 seconds.

The next morning I was sitting in front of my laptop after coming back from a run. I farted and felt my shorts filling. I hadn't realised how much of a load he had left inside me - my shorts were full of jizz. I jerked off frantically in the shower.

Moonlight

2009-04-12T15:54:00.000-07:00

Another mild night so I headed down to the park. It turned into quite a night.

The first guy to make a move on me was a bit younger than me, solid, leather jacket, military type haircut. He pulled his dick out and pushed my face down onto it. He had a nice fat piece of meat, huge foreskin. I got down on my knees as he started rough-fucking my throat. He leant over my back, started fingering my hole. I stood up and turned to let him in. He rubbed his dick up and down my crack as he reached in his pocket for a rubber. He pushed inside me but soon pulled out - too much traffic up and down the track. We headed up the gully instead.

I knelt and sucked him again till he hardened up. He wanted to get back into my arse. He gave me a hit of poppers and then pushed in, this time with no rubber. He was a good fuck: got me to wrap my arms back around his thighs as I bent over double. Every few minutes he would pull out, give me another hit of amyl and get me to suck on his dick to get him hard again.

We started to attract an audience, five or six guys standing around us watching, some of them jerking themselves. There was bright moonlight which made the scene even hornier. I took turns on my knees to suck my juices from under his foreskin and bent double as he banged my arse. It was hot, though he wasn't quite hard enough to make this pig squeal. After 20 minutes he decided he'd had enough, zipped up without coming and headed back down the gully.

I wandered over to the bridge and squatted facing a couple of guys leaning against the opposite rail. A few minutes ... then the closest one, who had been in the moonshade, moved across, stood in front of me and unzipped. He was hot: 20s, dark hair, solid pecs, a little belly, long thin dick.

He hardened up fast and I took him down, first just in my mouth then all the way. He fucked me deep in my throat until I was gagging. I came up gasping then went back down for more. We carried on like this for 10 minutes, taking hits of amyl. His dick was getting covered in that mucus you get from deep throating.

I stood up, running my hands over his pecs, asked if he wanted more of the same or wanted to push his dick up my arse. He wanted my arse. I turned and bent, grippingthe opposite rail. He dropped his jeans all the way and slid his dick into me. It was a different kind of fuck: he wasn't into pounding away at my arse. He held me tight, around the waist, across the chest, at times with his arms under my armpits and pulling me down onto him by the shoulders, all the time pressing his pelvis as hard as he could against my arse. He made the most of the leverage on the narrow bridge: supporting himself on one side while pressing me hard against the other. We paused every few minutes for more amyl.

He wanted skin on skin. He kept wrapping his arms around me and squeezing me tight, at the same time as he was rubbing his thighs against the backs of my legs. He had downy thighs which felt amazing against my legs and arse. From time to time he slipped out and I dropped down to suck his dick before he slid it back in. I wanted more freedom to spread my legs and move on him so I pulled out of one leg of my jeans to let me spread my legs more. I was basically naked. He kept his shirt on. The guys who had been watching earlier hung around to enjoy the new show. One guy came and stood real close, playing with himself as we got into it.

Eventually my stud decided he'd had enough. He pulled out, just held me from behind while we chatted quietly. Turned out he was Irish. Eventually he zipped up and wandered off.

The voyeur from before was still standing there. Fuck that was hot! he said. I got closer for a look. Younger than me, curly red-brown hair and beard. He said he was bi and only there to watch. not play. He only fucks women but he gets off on seeing guys naked or having sex. He has fantasies about going to the Folsom street fair to see guys wandering around with their dicks hanging out.

The more we talked the more excited he was getting. I was still standing there with only one foot in my jeans, my dick waving in the air. He decided to be brave: pulled his trainers off, pulled his jeans right off and started pulling at his dick. He asked if he could touch mine. The way he did so it felt as if he had never touched a guy's dick before. I asked him to bend over and show me his arse. He did: tight little white butt, but too dark to see his hole, and he didn't want to get touched.

He wanted more. He asked if I would walk down the gully track with him with no pants on! I hadn't really got hard all night (I'd jerked off before I headed out to the park ...) but kinky red-head was making me hard. I took my jeans all the way off, put my trainers back on and followed him down the track in the moonlight. He had warned me he would run for it if anyone came along. But when another guy came up the track he brazened it out. We stopped and waited. The guy came across to check out these crazies walking around with no pants and hard dicks. He hung around, decided to join in for a laugh. Red-head stood there jerking for a few minutes till he blew his wad.

So that was my night at the park. I didn't get off but it was kinda crazy and fun. Can't complain.

Salvage

2009-04-09T03:35:00.000-07:00

I found an item from last year I hadn't got round to posting. I've finished it off and published it. See bog sex in my archive for September 08. It still sticks in my memory: not my ideal fuck, but memorable because it was sleazy (Victorian era underground toilet across the road from the market), because of the smell (he was a red-head and like most red-heads whose pits or groin I've tasted he was pungent) and the taste (he had a dirty arse but I rimmed him anyway) and because he was such a slut (neither of us was really into the other but he wanted dick and he wanted jiz, so I left a load up his arse). Let me know if you like it.

Like I say, red-heads seem to taste different, and it's a taste that really turns me on. I tell you another occasion that sticks in the mind. It was Berlin a few years earlier. I had put on my running gear and headed across the city to the Volkspark Friedricshain around dawn for old times' sake. The area round the fountain was a construction site with no signs of life. I headed up the hill on the off chance. One guy turned up on a bike. He was sweating, he'd been riding hard. Just wearing street gear, I guess he was on his way to or from work. Tall guy, nice looks, red hair, pale skin. He dropped the bike and we started making out. He didn't stink but he certainly didn't smell of soap. I could smell old sweat as well as the fresh sweat. He was kinda raunchy.

This I had to have. I started pulling at his sweater to get to his pits. It was a cold morning, our breath smoky, but he pulled off his sweater and shirt so I could get under his arms. Pig heaven. One then the other then back, tongues down each other's throats. He had big pink nipples which I worked on with one hand. I pushed the other hand down the back of his pants and felt for his hole. We got into a frenzy of kissing, licking and tit-play with his scent driving me a bit wild and him licking out my pits to get at the sweat from my running.

I pushed his pants right down, turned him round and squatted behind him so I could eat him. He was a big guy, not fat but plenty of meat on him. His arse was also raunchy. I pigged out for a few minutes.

It was clear to me we were both bottoms. It was one of those times I would have loved to have a hard 10" dick swinging between my legs so I could shove his face into the tree, push my tool up his arse and fuck a load into him. It wasn't to be. Just two piggy bottoms having to find a way to get each other off.

We ended up squatting facing each other, both of us with our pants round our ankles. Does squatting turn you on too? There's something about the way it leaves your balls hanging free, gives access to the taint, plus the tension on the muscles in your legs and groin. We worked on each other for some time. I seem to remember I had my tongue down his throat and several fingers up his arse as I finger-fucked him hard. He was still only half hard but jerked himself till he eventually squirted over his hairy gut. I got a handful of it to taste.

I can't now remember how I got off. But like the Melbourne guy it was the taste and the flavour of him that sticks in my memory. After we had finished we stood up, both of us wearing big smiles, and fixed our clothes before he got back on his bike and headed off. I ran back to the hostel, still enjoying the taste of his arse and his pits on my lips and chin. Sweaty stranger in a park at dawn, no words spoken ... Ticks all the boxes for me.

Housework

2009-04-03T14:42:00.000-07:00

I seem to have picked up a follower. Hi Kyle! To give him a proper home I've added a 'followers' box. But he needs some company. That's invitation to other jizz lovers out there to sign on and join him.

I've also reposted all my links using the blog list gadget so you can now see which of them have a new posting. Real handy. I suspect there's other ways of keeping track - RSS feeds? But this works for me.

Tracking visitors is interesting. The big numbers are western Europe and the United States, especially east and west coasts, but also western Canada. Most of the traffic seems to come via the blog list on boned n stoned (my favourite slut) but some also from montrealer's life (great but hasn't posted since October). Some one-time visitors but also plenty of repeat traffic. I guess that says there's a market for stories even without the pics or videos you get on most bb blogs, though the numbers are still nothing like the big sites.

Anyhow gotta run. Sun's shining, I'm heading out for a run. While I'm at it I'll see if I can find someone at the beach or up the hill to scratch that itch in my arse ...

I don't fuck guys

2009-04-03T04:13:00.000-07:00

I said to him: Do you want to slide your cock up my arse? He replied that he didn't fuck guys. By which he meant he only fucked women. Pity. He was hot, and he had a long dick which was hard and slimy because I had had it down my throat. So far down that at times I was seeing stars - you know that sensation when you are choking on a fat dick?

Here's how it happened. I was down at the tubs, around 8pm. It was quiet. Then this young guy came in. He glanced at me as he walked past, looked again as he went past in the opposite direction. He was short, with wide shoulders, dark skin, muscly, hair tied back, lots of tats. Good enough for me. I got up and followed. I asked him if he wanted me to eat his arse out. Sure, he said. He went into the next cubicle, dropped his towel, bent over and grabbed his knees. I got down and into it. I licked up and down his crack, chewed on each cheek, fingered his hole, stuck my tongue in, tongue fucked him, all the while moving my hands up and down his thighs and under his balls and up his back. He liked it. It made my dick hard too.

After a few minutes of this he stood up and turned round. He had that boozy smell of a guy who's had a few drinks. Sweet. I played with his nipple then got back down on my knees. For a short guy he was carrying one big piece of meat. Uncut. Long rather than thick. I got into it. With the taste of his arse on my lips I was well horned up myself. I licked him, then sucked him into my mouth, pumped him, then tried to get him down my throat. Took a while to relax enough to go all the way. Eventually got most of the length of him down my throat, which made him moan at the sensation. I held him there, then pumped him a little till I was seeing a few stars. More sucking and licking and deep throating over a few minutes, until I asked him if he wanted to fuck me. Like I said at the start, he just said he didn't fuck guys. We carried on a few minutes longer until he said he was going to take a break. I said to come find me later if he wanted to sit on my face.

I took a break myself for a while. It was still quiet. I sat in the steam room for a while then decided to take another tour. There was a guy standing in one of the cubicles with a glory hole, with the door open, his back to me because he had his dick stuck through the glory hole with someone sucking him on the other side. I slipped in, ran my hands up and down his back and arse, hoping to get a taste of his dick. He had nice smooth skin. He looked Chinese.

A few minutes later the muscleboy from before, with the long dick, came by and decided to join in. It soon became clear what he was after. He was quickly down on the floor sucking on China guy's dick, making a real pig of himself. I stayed there to share the fun, sharing my amyl and groping both of them. It was a hot combination: the Chinese guy had a nice body and liked being touched, as did muscleboy who was squatting on the floor busy sucking cock. I got down and played with muscleboy's balls then started sucking him again. With my left hand I reached behind and under him to play with the area between his arse and his balls, which always feels great when a guy is squatting. I licked my index finger and rubbed it against his arse. He didn't object. I wet my finger again and pushed a little way into his arse. He spread his legs a little to make it easier. I pushed further in, and further again. That was far enough: I could tell that he hadn't cleaned out. I massaged him a bit without pushing further in. He seemed to get off on the combination on having a dick in his mouth and a finger in his arse.

Meanwhile the Chinese guy was getting a bit adventurous too. I felt a hand on my arse, then a finger probing my hole. I got the message. I stood up and asked if he wanted a fuck. He sure did. He pulled his dick out of muscleboy's mouth and pointed it in my direction. I thought he would want a rubber but no, he wanted to give it to me raw. He wasn't that big but he was hard, and the feel of skin on skin is always a turn on for me anyway. He pushed it all the way in, I bent over, and he started fucking me slowly. Then harder and faster. I didn't last long: I was excited from playing with muscleboy, and the feeling of a raw dick in my arse rapidly pushed me over the edge. I held onto muscleboy as I blew my load.

fingers

2009-03-30T00:33:00.000-07:00

It was a warm weekend. I went out running both days. Nothing happening at the bog out at the beach on Saturday. I decided to check out the park on Saturday night instead.

It was dead when I got there. Within five minutes a guy came and joined me on the bench. We got straight into it. He was a big kisser, pulling on my nipples at the same time. Before long he dropped his jeans and had me working on his dick. It was a good mouthful. I moved from his dick to his mouth to his pits. I murmured something about wanting to taste his arse. He stood up, turned and knelt on the bench so I could push my face into his crack. Five minutes later I stopped to draw breath. He turned and put his tongue down my throat again.

I stripped right off and said I wanted him up my arse. He hauled me onto his lap, rubbered up, pulled me slowly down onto his dick and starting pumping me slowly. Took me a while to get him all the way in - he was a good size, and hard, and I had only spit for lube. I held onto the back of the bench behind him to support myself as I moved up and down on him. He pushed in deeper and harder, chewing my lip at the same time.

He wanted more. He was a big strong guy. He put his arms behind my back and hoisted me up as he stood with his dick still in me. He walked across and lowered my back onto the rail opposite. I swore at him as he bent me over the sharp edge. The rail was cutting right into my back. He carried me back to the bench and started pumping again.

Here's where it got interesting. Another guy turned up. Never really got a good look at him but he was feeling me up as the first guy fucked me. He was really into my arse. I reached behind. He had a fat, hard dick and a muscled torso. I couldn't see much but he had short fair hair and a goatee. I figured he might fuck me raw.

I slid off the first guy, stood up, pushed my arse against goatee and bent over. I slipped the rubber off the first guy and took his dick in my mouth. I took a hit of poppers as goatee rubbed his dick against my arse then slid it in raw. Yeaahh.

Goatee took several deep hits of my poppers and started pumping me as I went down on first guy. More amyl, he was fucking me hard now. I bent further over. Goatee was banging me, pelvis to pelvis.

This went on for a few minutes. Then a different pain. Goatee had several fingers in my arse, he was pushing in and out, hard. Normally I would have told him to fuck off but with the amyl I could take it rougher. He took a few more hits himself before pushing his dick back into me. A few minutes more and the combination of big dicks in my arse and in my mouth got too much. I blew my load. Goatee was still fucking me but after we were interrupted by a passer by I decided I'd had enough. I had been there no more than half an hour.

As the amyl wore off I realised how sore I was from goatee punching my arse. Still sore today but I'll be back in action in a day or two. I'll look out for goatee next time. There was a mean streak in him that was a real turn-on. The idea of getting slapped around while I get skull-fucked or arse-fucked makes me real horny and from those few minutes at the weekend I suspect goatee would be up for it.

dumbfuck

2009-03-28T04:09:00.000-07:00

Had a day in Sydney mid-week. I kinda had the urge to do something stupid. That became clear when I was walking along Oxford Street. I passed a guy, 30ish, dirty-blond curls longer at the back, tanned, big hands - the kind of looks you would expect from an in-shape ARL fan. As I walked away from him I had a vivid picture in my mind of having him on the other side of a glory hole, of backing onto his dick, getting royally fucked and taking his load, no questions asked. The feeling stayed with me for the rest of the morning.

By lunchtime I couldn't hold out any longer and headed up to Signal. Not much life there, nor at the other club up the street. There were a few new faces when I went back to Signal an hour later. One guy in shorts and black t-shirt looked me over as I walked around one side of the cubicles. He wasn't pretty but it was a confident stare and he looked as if he knew what he wanted.

I took one of the middle cubicles. Blackshirt took one beside me. His dick was hard when he put it through the glory hole. He was a bit over average length but thick, and hard. I took him in my mouth. He quickly started skull-fucking me. This went on for a few minutes until throat-slime started to form.

That did it. I stood up, dropped my shorts completely, turned round and pushed the head of his dick against my arse. He didn't need persuading. Once the tip was lodged in my hole he pushed steadily until my arse relaxed and he was able to slide it all the way in. I pushed my arse back hard against the partition as he started fucking me, slowly at first then faster and harder. My mind was racing. Taking raw dick through a glory hole is extra high risk: you can't tell the guy not to come, you can't tell when he's going to come. And this was Sydney. But I wanted to keep getting dicked.

I had mentally just about adjusted to the idea I was going to have to take his load when he pulled out and whispered something through the hole. He was asking if I wanted to go to a room. I nodded yes, pulled my shorts back on and followed him along the corridor.

Turned out the guy was American rather than an Aussie. He stripped, pushed me onto my knees and had me suck my arse juice off his dick before getting me to bend over the squab so he could push his dick back into me. When I asked he said he was neg. He fucked me a few minutes from behind then put me on my back so he could do me missionary style. He was a talker, calling me a slut and stuff. His dick stayed rock hard. I could feel every stroke, especially as he lifted the tempo and started banging on every stroke. He had chosen the cubicle with a mirror ceiling so I could watch his fat dick going in and out of my arse.

Eventually he told me I was going to take his cum. A minute later he gasped and stiffened, slowed and then pulled out. I reached down, expecting all his cum would be deep inside me. Nope, there was a slug of it covering my arselips, warm and gluey. I lay there fingering myself as he dressed, slapped me on the arse and left.

I've been thinking about it a lot since. The memory of it makes me horny. Yet it seems even stupider now than it did at the time. There's a good chance any load you take through a glory hole in Signal will be poz, and I can't be confident the guy was telling the truth. After some years of being consistent about not taking loads I can see myself saying fuck it and just taking loads, accepting the risk. Which would be real stupid.

Blogging and fucking

2009-03-15T01:48:00.000-07:00

Just lately there seem to be a lot more barebackers on the net telling us about the cum dripping from their arses or the slut they fucked raw last night. Suits me. I love this stuff. I've gone through my links to add new blogs and dump the ones that have died. It's now quite a list. Plenty in here to make my dick hard. But if you spot others you think are worth listing let me know.

Hope you enjoy this blog of mine too. I'm not updating as often as I should. That's because I'm not getting as much dick as I would like. But I'll keep it coming. The story behind it - maybe this is the reason I'm writing it - is the craziness of what I'm doing: taking raw dick, getting the urge to take loads as well, but not wanting to get pozzed. What I'm doing isn't rational, but in the tussle between dick and brain it's my dick that seems to be winning. I've got a bad feeling I know where it's gonna lead. Writing it down is one way of dealing with it. In the meantime if you get your rocks off on it from time to time ... that's fine by me.

MLU

2009-03-14T02:01:00.000-07:00

Sunny day today so I went for a run. Checked out the bog at the far end of the beach. Not much action there so I headed back up the ridge to the top of the hill.

I sat myself down in one of the clearings to enjoy the sunshine and see what turned up. First guy to wander along the trail headed straight for me. I'd had him before. Skinny guy, about my age, designer jeans and lots of jewellery. He pulled his dick out of his 'My Lucky Underwear jocks. Not that big and not that hard. But he was looking for a good time and I needed to taste dick. Took about five minutes and he gave me a load.

Course I wanted to get my arse fucked so I hung around for a while to see who else would turn up. Eventually Moby showed up. I still had hot memories of the monster dick and the raw fuck in the park. I went up to him and said I wanted another one of those fucks. I started to grope him, then lifted his shirt and started on his nipple. He looked uncomfortable, and his belly wasn't as tight as what I remembered from the guy in the park. Turned out he wasn't the same dude. Dunno what he was after - he took off. So I'll just need to go back to the park to look for the real Moby.

Load

2009-02-28T02:35:00.000-08:00

I've been travelling. Had a night in the big city on the way back. Ended up at one of the clubs.

I didn't know what to make of it early on. Not a lot of guys there but most of them were too old or too heavy for me. Some like me in jeans but a lot were wearing towels. I just watched the action for the first hour and there wasn't much to watch.

Eventually things started to warm up. Early on there was a black guy who was making eyes at me. He was short with a big belly and I decided to keep moving. Later on in the evening he dropped the towel and was walking around waving a fat piece of meat in front of him. The pig in me took charge. I copped a feel then dropped to my knees and sucked him in. He grunted with pleasure as I worked his tool, leaning over my back and playing with my hole as I sucked him. After a few minutes he pulled me over to a cubicle, turned me round and rubbed his dick up my arse crack. I bent over and helped him in, telling him not to cum in me. It felt good to start with. But soon he started holding his dick with his fist as he fucked me. Dunno why - to help him stay hard? Whatever the reason it meant I was only getting an inch or two of his meat.

I eventually slid off him and went down on a latino guy standing behind him. Latino was real friendly, big smile, held me tight, put his tongue down my throat and played with my arse. We made out for a few minutes before he turned me round and rubbed his dick up my crack. I bent over as he slipped it in. Hot. He fucked me for a few minutes but other guys started pestering us. I told chico we needed to go upstairs.

Up on the platform we both stripped and got down to it. He was real tactile, hands and tongue everywhere, then spanking my arse before he pushed his dick back into me. He started slow but then lifted the pace. Eventually he was banging me doggy style while I kept hitting the poppers. He said he was going to come. Fuck. He said earlier he was neg but in this place it was stupid to trust anyone. I told him to keep going. he banged me even harder. A minute later he grabbed me by the pelvis, pulled my arse toward him and called out as he spasmed inside me.

After a minute I slid off him, turned and went down on him. His dick was still semi-hard and still slimy with jizz and arse juice. My arse was sore and throbbing but my dick was hard. I jacked myself for a minute as I sucked him and then blew on the squab. We lay there for half an hour catching our breath and talking. Turned out he was from somewhere in the Middle East, not south of the border (for some reason that disappointed me). We compared notes on Berlin and Zurich before I called it a night and headed off with a load up my arse.

Khaled

2009-02-15T00:12:00.000-08:00

This was a classic case of dick ruling brain.

The guy has been around for years. He must be in his 50s. I think he's Iraqi. In fact I suspect he's the brother of the Iraqi I used to blow in the toilets on main street years ago before they flattened them. They have the same big dark smooth dick, though the brother is a bit thinner and seems paranoid. I guess if you came from Saddam's Iraq that's not a surprise.

I've called him Khaled because that was the label on his tightey whiteys today. The ones with serious skid marks. He sticks in my memory because he was the first raw sex I had in the safe sex era. This must be nearly ten years ago. He hit on me up the top of the hill one afternoon. He wanted to fuck me raw and I wouldn't let him. He was insistent he wanted a fuck so instead he backed on to me, raw. I tried to stop him but he was real pushy. Afterwards I was convinced I was going to die.

I've seen him up there a few times since. Each time I try to stay away from him. One time a few years he persuaded me to fuck him again, raw of course. I did but my dick came out covered in soft yellow shit. I stayed away from him after that.

When he saw me up there today I took off in the other direction. About half an hour later he found me under a pine tree with my finger up my arse. He came down, undid his belt, faced me, pulled down his Khaleds and pulled out his dick. Trouble is, I'm a slut, I had already spent two hours looking for dick, and he looked like the only option. Plus he has a really fine piece of meat: dark, fat, hard, with soft skin on the outside and a downward curve. And he is a lecherous pushy fucker who knows from other times that my dick rules my brain.

He waved his dick in my face. I leant forward and sucked. He pushed it in, enjoyed me sucking it for a few minutes, then pushed it right down my throat. With the downward curve I was able to deepthroat him in spite of the size. And needless to say my dick got hard - being choked seems to be as effective as having my tits pulled.

Of course he wanted more. He pulled me to my feet and turned me round. I took my shorts right off, took a hit of poppers and backed up against his dick. I told him not to come in my arse. His muscles feel ok but since he always insists on fucking raw I've gotta assume he's poz.

He pushed all the way in and starting crooning in his Arab accent about my hot white arse. He had his arms round my waist. He had a tattoo in Arabic script inside one forearm. He pushed in and out harder and faster. It was all over in a couple of minutes he suddenly pulled out, turned and blew over the clay. I knelt down, sucked the rest of the jizz off his dick and blew my load between his legs. I sat back down against the tree and pulled my shorts back on.

The best part? He then stood side on to me and pissed all over the clay where we had both just blown our loads. He was putting on a show: he spread it around as if he was watering the garden. Sorta like he was making me his bitch, though he didn't go as far as pissing on my leg. I ignored him but I was sitting there thinking privately what it would be like to have him hose all over me. With his big dick he was a copious pisser, which always turns me on, and on the warm clay it bubbled and frothed in front of me. If I hadn't just blown my load I would have been kneeling in front of him taking it all over my face.

So there you are. Taking this guy up my arse raw is real stupid - he's gotta be one of the riskiest fucks in this town. I'm always determined not to let him in my arse. And yet more often than not he gets in there anyway. There's a lesson in there somewhere.

PS No sign of Moby up there this afternoon. But I'm sure he'll turn up one day. Still haven't managed to hook up again with Jono. He must work strange hours because whenever he messages me wanting to hook up it's a few hours before dawn. I'll keep trying. I want his arse.

Moby

2009-02-14T23:13:00.000-08:00

Saturday night was mild and still. I decided to check out the park.

I started with the dude on the park bench on the other side of the bridge. Funny kind of guy: he never spoke, just gave a strange laugh when I said things to him. Maybe he was deaf or mute.

He was surely well equipped. He had a long hard dick and he was happy for me to go down on him. Which I did. I slobbered over him, tried to deep throat him, tried to get my tongue under his balls to get a taste of his arse. Somehow it all ended up a bit one-sided. He just sat there while I chewed his dick. He was enjoying it but he wouldn't drop his pants so I could eat his arse, he wasn't so into it that he would skull fuck me.

Relief turned up. I looked around to find another dude at the other end of the bench. There was another slut that already had the dude's dick out chewing on it. I took a look. The dude was hot, big guy, good body, in charge. And a piece of meat that was really something special. The slut was all over it. I grabbed a feel. About the same length as the dude I had been blowing, but much thicker and real hard. Santa had arrived late but he had sure delivered.

Let's call him Moby. The little slut knelt there slobbering all over Moby's tool. Before long he did the natural thing, turned round, dropped his shorts and sat down on it. Raw. He whimpered as it went in. I'm sure he was pretending: that arse would take two fists and still have room for a foot. But he liked it. He bounced up and down on it. I gave away the dude and concentrated on Moby instead. Chewed his nipples, stuck my tongue down his throat, shared my amyl, moved my hand all over his torso while slut, with his back to us, moved up and down moaning like a bitch.

This went on for some time. Slut eventually climbed off. Not sure why. Who cares. I dived in. Put Moby's dick straight into my mouth. So that's what slut's arse tastes like. No taste of shit, but a sort of metallic tang to it. I blew him for a couple of minutes. But it was clear where this was heading.

I stood between Moby's legs, back to him, dropped my jeans and pressed the head of his dick against my pucker. Took a while to get in. I had put a finger of vaseline in there before I set out but this boy was hung. I got all the head in, then climbed off and restarted. Eventually I got him in all the way. Faaarck. Raw meat. Big hard fat raw meat. In the park. After midnight.

Moby grabbed my tits and pulled me down onto him. I leaned around and put my tongue down his throat. Then we got into it. I started slow, sitting all the way down then lifting up to the point where his head was just starting to slip out. He dick stayed big and hard, so every time I sat all the way down on him there was that ache around the prostate. And then the hungry empty feeling as you pull almost all the way off.

My arse was demanding more. I shifted from slow sliding up and down to bouncing on him hard and fast while I took hit after hit of the amyl. My dick was standing up straight. in another couple of minutes I blew my load. I slowly climbed off him, my knees weak and wobbly, and sat back on the bench alongside him.

Slut moved in. This time it was for real. He sucked Moby's dick to get a taste of my arse juices. Then he pulled his shorts all the way off and climbed on, this time facing Moby. To give him his due he may have had a few wrinkles but he sure had good knees. And Moby liked what he was getting. They made out while slut wrapped his arms round Moby's neck and bounced his arse up and down on his dick. This went on for maybe 10 minutes until they both starting moaning and jerking. Slut got Moby's load.

As slut put himself back together Moby pulled up his jeans and headed off down the bottom track. I followed slowly on the top track, expecting I might see where he went. He moved fast, maybe not wanting to be followed or spotted. He had disappeared before I got to the road, though I thought I saw him outside the city housing block. Hmmm. A lot of guys there are on welfare, some maybe cos they've got the virus. Anyhow, I went home with my arse happy.

The following day I was up the top of the hill in the sunshine. There was a hot looking dude there reading. Later our paths crossed further down the hill. Looking back I saw his face from a different angle and realised it was Moby. I'd never seen him before. He looked different in daylight, not much hair, but still hot. He showed no sign of interest in me: maybe I looked older in daylight, maybe he's not into repeat fucks. But I'll keep an eye out for him. I want to feel that dick in my arse again.

Fanclub

2009-02-09T00:37:00.000-08:00

Hey fellas. Gettin near 5000 hits. Who woulda believed it! Course the big names in piggy gay sex are hitting 100-200k. But even so ...

I guess I'm doing this blog as much for my own fun as anything else. But I'm curious what it is that pulls in 5000 hits from around the world. See no-one ever leaves a comment.

So do me a favour, folks. Leave a comment now and again. Tell me what it is in these stories that catches your interest or makes you horny. Tell me if there's stuff you find a turn-off. Let me know what it's going to take to get from 5000 hits to 100,000. Share some stories of your own. See if you can make my dick stand up and start leaking.

And if you do, maybe I'll tell you about the hard 8"+ I took up my arse in the park at the weekend. And the curious sequel ...

Jono's first fuck

2009-02-05T04:52:00.000-08:00

That's what he said, anyway. And I kinda believe him: he was so hungry for everything. Kissing, biting, sucking, arse-licking – he seemed a bit like a puppy dog being let loose on the world.

He and another guy arrived around the same time. Jono came across to me straightaway and started kissing. Nice. I love the taste of a man who is full of booze. Plus he was hungry for it, tongue down my throat, licking and biting and lip-locking. He took his shirt off straightaway, and then within a minute we were both naked. The other guy made up the threesome. He was tall, leaner than Jono, dark, wearing a hoodie, with a cock that was a bit above average size but real hard and with a big mushroom head.

Jono didn't get hard. He wanted dick - mine or the other guy's. I wasn't getting hard either: I had gone to the park to get my arse fucked, not to play top. But Johnno was hot. We stood there holding tight, grinding groin against groin, feeling each other all over. While he sucked hoodie I squatted down and put my tongue up Johnno's arse. He was raunchy. He loved having his arse eaten. And yes he took it when I kissed him again, deeply, after rimming him. My goatee must have been real tasty.

Jono said he wanted to get fucked. Hoodie wasn't into that. I said I would fuck him but we would have to do it my way. I got him to bend over and suck hoodie's cock while I squatted down him, ate his arse for a while and then put several fingers inside him. His arse easily took the fingers as I moved around inside him probing and massaging. Some way inside I could feel the end of a big turd, though it was solid and firm. I told him I would fuck him raw, and that because of the turd in there it would be a shit fuck.

He was up for it. But I still couldn't get properly hard. I said we would take a pause and start again. I slapped his hand away every time he tried to touch my dick and got him to work my nipples instead, using his teeth. My dick started to stand up. I got him to bend over and get back to sucking hoodie while I slid my dick up his arse, raw. It felt great, though he still hadn't learnt to keep his arse steady and at the right height. I fucked him fast and then slow, then banged him for a while, with him sucking hoodie all the while. He got me to pull hard on the piercing in his nipple.

We eventually took a pause. I got him to suck my dick, shit taste and all. Then I slowed him down a bit. We got talking. He is around six foot, a farmer's son from up country. He said he had had sex with one other guy, a friend, also in the park. They just jerked each other off. He really wanted to get fucked. He was frustrated that the others around either were bottoms or weren't getting hard enough to fuck him.

We talked a bit about his kinks. I suggested we go a little further up the valley where we would have some privacy and I could hurt him. He agreed but disappeared before I could find my shirt in the dark and follow him up the track.

Postscript: Got a message from him today. Said he was sorry for taking off but seemed keen to get together again to have his arse worked over. We'll see if it happens.

This town is too small

2009-02-01T00:25:00.000-08:00

It was a warm night so I headed down to the park last night looking for dick. I should have known better.

When I got there there was one guy bent over against the rail taking it up the arse, raw. The guy who was topping him was a bit old and chunky but had a nice dick. I had a taste, was even tempted to give let him up my arse. But as I sucked him I found a lump on top of his dick which felt like a big wart. Sorry bud, I've had warts burnt out of my arse once already, don't want to go through that again.

I waited for a while. The next guy to turn up looked promising, for a minute. Skinny dark guy. We groped and made out. But he didn't want to take charge. Small soft dick. This guy wanted to bottom. I was thinking I might oblige until prof turned up. He's a regular. He has a big dick and he was all horned up. I blew him for a while, then turned round and backed onto him. He banged me for a while. Problem is, I know he's really a bottom, and he's only hard cos he's taken a little blue pill, and it's not quite the same as getting a fuck from someone who really wants to get off in your arse.

He lost interest after a while and wandered off. Everything stopped for a few minutes as a group of drunk straight kids wandered through making lots of noise. The skinny dark guy reappeared. I think I've seen him there before. He liked being held while I banged him groin to groin.

Another familiar face showed up. It was the red head who I've got off with both at the park and at the beach and at the tubs. On line he says he's versatile but he doesn't get hard except when he gets raw dick up his arse. I've always ended up fucking him and giving him a load. He's hot, nearly six foot tall, real skinny body. He's gotta be poz–something about the muscle tone in his arse too–but hasn't said so explicitly. But he always wants a load.

That's what he was after in the park. He dropped his pants and backed onto me. Took a hit of poppers. I slid in and out of him for a while. Felt real nice - for a change he hadn't filled his arse with lube and there was a bit of friction.

He moved onto the dark guy. His dick was smaller and softer than mine but red head wanted variety. I asked if he already had a load in him. No, he said. He took off his shirt as well, he was bent over completely naked.

He came off the dark guy, slid back onto my dick and started riding me hard and fast. Owww. I couldn't take too much of this, especially when he started squeezing his arse muscles. I blew inside him real quick. Bit of a bummer, I would have liked to bang his arse properly. I pulled up my shorts, headed down the track and left them to it.

At least I got off, I suppose, but it would be good for a change to get my arse fucked by a big-dicked real top.

Course that does happen from time to time. As a matter of fact I was in the park the previous night. My old mate Dave was there. Tried to back onto him but he wasn't hard enough to get in. There was a youner guy next to him with a fat dick, extra long and real thick at the base. I sucked him for a while but he wouldn't fuck me.

He called a break and headed over the other side of the bridge. I followed him, knelt down and got into his pants. He hardened up as I worked on his cock. I slobbered over his dick, rubbed it over my face then deep throated him. No easy feat: when I got him most of the way down it triggered my gag reflex and I started to throw up. I backed off, then started again.

He had a great body: a wide chest, narrow waist, smooth skin, lean bod, a treasure trail, small hard nipples. And sensitive to being touched, in a good way. He shivered when I rubbed my hands over the cleft in his groin, and then over his chest and his belly. I worked on the head of his dick and then deep throated him again.

Eventually he chucked his cigarette, pulled out a condom and told me to turn round. I had lubed up with gun oil before I went to the park but it was hard work getting him inside me. He was big and I was tight. Plus latex is nasty staff, doesn't go well with arse membranes. It reminded me why I want it raw. I eventually got him all the way in and pushed back on him. It was a good feeling, especially as he wrapped his arms right round and held me tight.

He wasn't a slam fucker. He preferred to hold me tight, push right up into me hard, but not pull back and bang me. I took a few hits of poppers and shared with him. Then it was more deep thrusting from him. It didn't last long: he pushed into me extra hard and then groaned. He stayed in me for a minute then slid out and buttoned up. He said thanks bro and wandered off.

Uh oh. Something don't smell quite right. I had hosed out before I went down to the park. But this guy was big, and he had gone deep and hard. He had stirred up my insides in a way I hadn't reckoned on. I wiped what I could, pulled my jeans back on and headed down the track, hoping I hadn't left any of it on the other guy. Yeah I know accidents happen but I hate that when that stuff happens. Kinda spoilt what had been a good fuck.

Raunch

2009-01-25T01:24:00.000-08:00

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.

Fist

2009-01-15T03:05:00.000-08:00

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.

Load me up

2009-01-12T02:38:00.000-08:00

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

2009-01-12T02:11:00.000-08:00

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.

Lingerie slut

2008-12-31T01:36:00.000-08:00

This is from a week ago. It was a mild night, I decided to check out the park. Not much there. I checked out one guy leaning against the fence rail under the trees. Scruffy sweater and jeans, ring in one ear, woolie hat. Hard to see in the dark but I liked the feel of his body. Not a gym body but a working man's body. A ridge of muscle under his pecs, hairy belly. And then ... whoops, under the sweater he's wearing a slip. Further down ... he's wearing panties, with his dick poking through a hole in the front. Hmmm. Not really into this.

He turned around and dropped his trou. I felt him up. Small muscled arse (and yes, the panties ...)

I worked his nipples from behind. Groped his arse, felt up his legs, his chest, his hairy belly. Tight and muscled all over. He got down and sucked me for a minute, then stood back up, turned and bent over, holding the rail.

Whew. Well there's not much else offering. I got down and rimmed him. Then ran my dick up and down his arse crack. Then pushed gently against his hole. I was hard. He was tight but he wanted me inside. Slowly got part of the head in him, then a bit more, then pushed past his ring. Aww fuck. That wonderful sensation when you get from the tight dryness outside into the slick moist feeling of being inside an arsehole. His arse was still tight around my dick, so I could feel every movement.

I banged him for a few minutes. Then held him tight around the waist and started pivoting up into him slowly, just enjoying the tightness and the warmth of him plus the feeling of a muscled arse. Shared a few hits of poppers. Banged him again hard, then slow.

A few others had gathered to watch and feel. Panty slut managed to find another dick to suck on while I fucked him. Carried on for a quarter hour before I decided I really wanted to get my own arse fucked. I slipped out and left him to it.

Fast forward. Another hour of loitering, couldn't find anyone to fuck me. Ended up back at the rail. Panty slut was back there. I smacked him on the arse and got him to drop his trou for me. Pushed back into him, still tight and slick as before. Fucked him slow, fucked him fast. Both of us got all poppered up. Decided this was going to be how I got off. Started banging his arse hard and fast and then just blew a load inside him, didn't stop to ask. He made it clear he had got what he wanted. Groped him one last time to enjoy the feel of his butt muscles. Buttoned up and wandered back down the track.

Here was me thinking I had tried everything. Whistled all my way home.

Poz fist slut

2008-12-25T03:50:00.000-08:00

There's one more story from my last trip. Looking around on recon I found a 'pig power bottom' online. Turned out he was just near the hotel. Mainly wanted to get himself fisted. And liked to take raw dick.

He said he was versatile but turned out he was basically bottom. He had a joint to get himself into the mood, then a few more as the night went on. Nice dick but couldn't really get hard - maybe cos of the white powder he kept tasting. He told me he was poz. He tried to get his czech friend to join us for a threesome but the other guy turned him down.

We made out for a while - he was a great kisser. I was all horned up, with the help of some viagra. He bent over at the table and I fucked him raw. Then he wanted some fist. His hole was good and loose. Fisted him on his back, raw fucked him some more then turned him over to fist him on all fours. Carried on for a few hours while he took my fists and my dick, on the bed or standing up. He sure lived up to his billing. And left my dick sore.

I got him to try fisting me. He almost got in but I was a bit sore - not helped by his thumbnail catching me at one point. He did me instead with a long fat dildo. Went so deep he started to dig out some shit (I had hosed out beforehand but obviously not well enough) so we gave that a rest.

I finished about 3am banging him hard and dumping my load in his arse.

Course now I'm sweating about it all. He couldn't get hard enough to fuck me himself but I spent a lot of time with my dick up his arse, getting increasingly raw and sore, so I had plenty of opportunity to get infected. I'm assuming he was on meds and his viral load was close to zero but you can never be sure. Hot but stupid sums it up I guess.

Nips

2008-12-23T17:04:00.000-08:00

Calm night last night so I headed out to the park hoping to get my arse fucked. On the track up to the bridge I passed a guy who turned and followed me back up. He was a young Chinese guy who has come onto me before. He is good to touch - lean body, smooth skin. And he wanted to touch me all over. I guess he likes hairy blonds. He ran his hands over me, but especially down my legs and inside my thighs. Another Chinese guy came and joined us for a while. He fucked me once before, a few months ago. He has a fat dick. He tried again last night but I was a bit tight, plus I wasn't that interested - he insisted on wearing a rubber.

We were getting pestered by some oldies so we headed up the other track for some privacy. The funny thing is, this guy doesn't push the usual buttons with me. He has a tiny dick (really tiny - smaller than my little finger) and he doesn't kiss and he doesn't suck cock. He doesn't want to get rimmed or anything like that. On the other hand he likes to hug and he is tactile, moving his hands all over my body.

Even so I was thinking I would call it quits and go back down the track to look for a fuck. Then he started on my nipples. Oh Lord. I don't think he has a tit fetish or anything, but once he saw how I reacted he started to get into it in a big way. He pulled and rubbed my nipples, first softly and then harder. My dick was soon standing up straight. Chinese boy started to get real keen. He used his nails on my nipples ot pull them harder. Then he started grabbing my pecs in his fist and squeezing. Faaark.

He stood behind me for a while and carried on working my tits. I had my pants down and I was banging my arse against his pelvis. His little dick was standing up straight. I told him to slide it in my arse crack while he kept working on my chest.

I stripped off my t-shirt and got down on my knees to suck his little cock. He bent down to keep pulling on my tits. My cock was ready to explode. I couldn't hold back: I blew my load.

Whew. Not quite what I had been looking for but the combination of all the touching and then having my chest worked over was hot. This morning my tits are real tender. They will be sore for a few days. Nice.

Dave

2008-12-07T00:55:00.000-08:00

Back home now for some summer. Stunning day yesterday so I headed up the hill to look for action. Seemed real quiet until I stumbled on ... Dave. He used to be a regular up there ten years ago. Great body, curly hair, sweet face, hippy/cowboy looks if you know what I mean. I used to blow him. Sometimes he used to fuck me but didn't find it easy to keep a hard on wearing a rubber.

He's showing his age and he's been getting too much sun. But he's still quite a package. He was just standing there naked, big smile on him, the color of a chestnut. We talked for a while. Then I chewed on his tits and played with his balls, which are huge, till he hardened up.

We both knew where this was heading. He decided he wanted to lie on his back. I tried to squat on his dick facing him. It was an awkward position, with him lying up the slope. I ended up turning round with my back to him as he slowly slid it in. Then he started swinging his hips up into me from below.

We carried on like this for a while. I pulled off and turned round to get a taste and harden him up, then sat back down on him. He started thrusting into me again from below. A few minutes of this then he pulls out, holding the head of his dick. I go down on him and get an instant mouthful. I take a few more mouthfuls then spit some into my hand and lather it over my dick, jerk myself for a minute and blow. Sweet.

Piss and beer

2008-12-03T07:00:00.000-08:00

So I told you I was travelling, right? I didn't have much chance to go looking for dick but the day before I left to come home I thought I would give it one more go. Back to the gare routiere. This place is something else. It's underground, all tiled, floor is always wet, and it's dark because someone has killed all the lights, so there's just a bit of light comes down from the street light outside.

So here we are. 5am. Dark and freezing cold, and I'm in my running shorts. Down the stairs. The place stinks of beer and stale piss and cigarettes. Fuck, there's action in the corner. One guy is bent over, hands against the wall, the other guy is pumping his arse. They are cool with watching. I go closer. This is so hot.

I get down underneath the slut who is taking it. He's got a fat uncut dick and he's real hard. I wrap my lips around the head and pig out. The other guy is really banging him hard now. I put my hand through his legs for a feel. He's fucking him raw. My dick likes that. I suck some more while I pull on my dick. Slut is real hard. He has one of those velvety mediterranean dicks, lots of foreskin, tastes of piss.

Tall top is now going at it like a rabbit. Slut pushes his dick down my throat every time the top bangs him. Suddenly he pulls out, moaning, jerks himself hard and blows over the floor. He stands there panting for a minute. Then he rinses off in the sink, zips and leaves.

So it's me and the slut with his pants round his ankles. I feel him out. The guy is not that tall. But he's got a real man's body - the muscles on his gut are worker's muscles rather than gym muscles. I'm all horned up. I turn him round, squat down and bring my face close to his arse, not sure what I'll find. I burrow in. He has a hairy arse, freshly fucked, savory but not shitty. I lick him, bite him, spread his cheeks further and push my tongue into his hole. I am feeling horny as.

I guess I know what he wants. I stand up, rub my dick up and down his crack, then slide it slowly in. Awww fuck, that feels so good. Once I'm all the way in I push on his shoulders, get him to bend right down. I grab his hips and start banging him real hard. A couple of minutes of hard fucking, pelvis to pelvis. Don't want to come too fast so I slow right down and give him some slow sliding in and out. Bang him again then slow again.

I'm feeling greedy. I ask if he will stick his dick up my arse. Tu veux? he asks, not sure what he's hearing, like a kid being offered candy for breakfast. I want it alright, buddy.

I back onto him real slow. I had put a gob of gunoil up my arse before I left the hotel, so I was just on the slippery side of dry. Nice. He pushed all the way in, wrapped his arms round me and got going. Root me, man. This one I could feel. He was swivelling his hips and pushing it up into me, not just banging. Aww fuck, love it, hard, raw meat.

I want more. I pull off, get down on my knees and suck my arse juices off his dick. That with the smell of beer and piss, it's something else. Then I'm on my feet again, his dick is back in my arse. Someone else comes down the steps, comes over. Then another. Hi fellas, enjoy the show.

Now slut is banging me hard and fast. I chicken out and tell him not to come in my arse. He doesn't answer. Uh oh. Makes me hornier of course. He bangs me harder, head back, moaning loudly. Then he says something, pulls out suddenly. I've got a feeling he started to cum in me before he pulled out. I race to get down and suck in the rest of his load. Hard dick with a fat head, covered in arse juice and spunk. I stay there a couple of minutes until I can jerk a load out of myself. Whew.

We clean up and wander up the steps and out onto the street. I run all the way back up the hill to the hotel. When I get back to the room I squat to push out anything he left up my arse. No spunk, just arse juice. I'm relieved, I guess. But it's the idea of carrying his load that makes me horny the rest of the day.

Diamond stud

2008-12-03T06:27:00.000-08:00

I've been travelling again. So here's me pre-dawn on a wintry Saturday wanting to get my rocks off. Not many options so I head down to the gare routiere for old times' sake.

Doesn't look promising. A skinny black guy tries to get me to go down on him. I check him out. Soft dick, real small. I don't think so. An old guy comes down the steps, walks past, smelling of booze. I leave him to it. He ends up in the far corner with the black guy. I wait it out.

After a few minutes the old guy wanders back over. Hold on, this guy is 20 something with a shaved head. And a big diamond stud in his ear. Hey let's play dude. He wants to make out. Sweet. Soft lips, tongue down my throat, that taste of smokes and liquor... Hold me closer, bud.

I dive down to see what else he's offering. Awww, man, fat uncut olive oil dick waving in my face. I'm on my knees, take him down my throat and pig out. After a few minutes I'm breathless and drooling and it's back on my feet to make out again. Then down to blow him some more.

But I'm still not really hard. This pig needs more. I drop my shorts, turn and slowly back onto him. Ohhh yes. He's most of the way in, I turn so we can lock lips while he pushes it in the rest of the way. He's a romantic fucker, at least as much as you can be when you're having a stand-up fuck in a dirty freezing cold underground public toilet in the dark. He takes it slow, holds me tight, lotsa kisses, pushes his dick in deep but doesn't move too much. I bend right down to feel it more, then up for more kisses.

I'm still not real hard. What comes next ... well I guess this makes me one real sicko. I keep reaching behind to grab his arse and pull him further into me. I love the feel of his arse. Then it strikes me, the muscles on his butt have got that slightly wasted feel that you get with some poz guys, maybe from the meds. Makes me real scared ... and instantly hard.

He's still in pig heaven gently sliding his dick in and out of my arse. I bend over again to feel it more. I slide off, turn round and suck him for a while to taste my own arse, then back onto him again. This is so hot, for all the wrong reasons.

As we make out again I'm pumping my dick. Gonna blow, gonna blow. I shoot all over the wall while he keeps fucking me. Aaahh jeez. I slowly slide off and go down on him again. He hasn't come but I'm finished. We hold each other close, one long final kiss, then I pull my shorts back up and I'm outta there.

harelip

2008-11-15T00:45:00.000-08:00

I've never told you how I got into barebacking. It was 2003. I had been a good little slut until then, always insisting on a rubber.

This night I was loitering downstairs in the gare routiere. A young guy came in, about 5'7", east european looks and hint of a harelip. We ended up in one of the cubicles. The guy was a natural dom and seriously kinky. Kept me down on my knees, slapped me around, had me lick his arse, worked my tits real hard, had me lick his sneakers. He ended up slipping on a rubber and fucking me standing up.

Fast forward. Later in the year I ran into him again in the bog at saint gervais. Again I started blowing him. He told me to follow, went upstairs and crossed over to the women's side. Back down on my knees, sucking his dick, him fucking my face hard. He hauls me onto my feet, turns me round, pulls down my shorts, twists my arm behind my back and pushes his dick against my arse. So far so good: I like the idea of another dirty rough fuck.

Now he's pushing his dick up against my arsehole. I say he can fuck me but has to wear a rubber. He ignores me, twists my arm further up and pushes his dick into my arse. I tell him to stop, he keeps pushing in.

Here's the thing. He is using force but not violence. I could force him off. I am scared of getting pozzed. But I also want his dick. Now he is fucking me. I let him continue. It is frightening but hot all at once.

He keeps banging my arse. He still has my arm bent up behind my back. I bend further forward as he pumps in and out. He doesn't have a huge dick but he is hard and rough.

I tell him not to come in my arse. He carries on then pulls out, pushes me onto the floor and shoves his dick into my mouth as he blows.

I go home torn between anxiety and excitement about being forced to take a raw dick up my arse.

A few months later I was in Berlin in Stahlrohr having to make the choice myself. I'll tell you about it another time.

Saturday

2008-11-15T00:32:00.000-08:00

Checked out the beat at the top of the hill late afternoon today. Weather was shitty so hardly anyone there.

But ... the guy with the bike turned up again. I had seen him a couple of times before and couldn't work him out. This time I sat myself down close by and watched through the bushes. He knew I was there but he didn't move away.

I moved closer. He had his dick out and was jacking himself while he flicked through a girlie mag. I asked if he wanted some poppers. No. I offered him a blowjob. No but he asked me to jack his dick for him. Happy to oblige. Nice looking guy, 30ish, workman's hands, little goatee, average dick.

I jacked him while he kept flicking through the mag. With my other hand I played with his balls and then started pushing my fist up against his taint. He hardened up. A few minutes more and he blow - dribbled his load over my fist. Nice thick and creamy. I left him to it and walked back along he trail licking my fingers.

cap n hood

2008-11-02T01:07:00.000-07:00

Checked out the park tonight. First guy had a fat dick and just wanted to get blown. Couldn't taste anything when he came - maybe one of those guys with a tiny load. Nothing else promising so I end up in a clinch with one of the chinese guys. Tiny dick but friendly. Then the whiny kid wearing a cap under a hoodie decided to get interested again. I was on my knees trying to suck some juice out of the chinese guy. Hoodie poked his dick in my face. It was another nice piece so I got onto it.

He reached down to grope me. I said I wouldn't get hard until I got fucked. He went back to fucking my face. Then he pulled me up and said he wanted to slip it into my arse. I bent over, he lubed a finger and pushed it into my hole. Then his dick. It was a rabbit fuck. Not a huge dick but he was fast and rough. The soreness of it soon got me hard.

He pulled out and got me to suck him again. I said to blow it all over my arse. He wanted to push his dick back in to get it ready. I bent over and he pushed it in again. The chinese guy gave me another hit of amyl.

Not sure when and where hoodie came. I was holding onto the fence rail with one hand and jacking myself with the other as I came. I stood up to find a small crowd had gathered. Hoodie had disappeared. One of the new faces wanted my arse but as usual I was feeling lazy after coming. I'm now at home. Haven't yet worked out whether hoodie blew on my arse or up my arse. Will let you know.

runner

2008-10-26T23:36:00.000-07:00

Weather has been shitty all weekend. Finally got out for some sunshine this afternoon.

Saw a bit of action up the hill. Hit on a skinny-arsed Thai guy who wanted his dick sucked. Got a sweet load out of him plus a promise that next time he would sit on my face.

Main item was the runner. I've had him a few times before. Last year he was working on getting his weight down. He must have been covering the miles cos he's now looking really trim.

I interrupted him last week while he was getting a blow job from an older guy. He told me to fuck off. This week he wanted action. I really like his dick. It's not huge but he has lots of foreskin, salty taste (that taste that only brunets and red-heads have) and he's always hard. He stripped right down, turned, bent over and pulled his cheeks apart. I don't need a second invitation. He tasted a bit soapy but can't complain. And he really got into it as I pushed my tongue up his hole, rubbed my goatee against his ring and nibbled at his arsehole and his arsecheeks. Real tight arsehole - he wouldn't let me push a finger in.

He turned and pulled me onto his dick. I took a hit of amyl and took him in. He pulled his foreskin back so I could work on the head. He pushed deeper down my throat while I jacked myself. He lay down on his back so I could suck his dick and then lift his legs in the air to suck his arse. Another minute of this and he blows a big load but won't let me eat it.

The guy is hot. I'll look out for him again next weekend. But what I really want is for him to fuck me. A few times in the past he has fucked me raw. He gets harder than most guys so it's a great fuck, though he has never blown inside me.

afternoon at the tubs

2008-09-20T02:23:00.000-07:00

The day I flew home I decided to check out the baths before heading out to the airport.

My first time there. Good set-up, though the cubicles upstairs were such a maze they have to be a serious fire-trap.

I got there too late for the lunch crowd. Those left were mostly older guys. I took it slow. Got the brush-off from one hot tradesman type. I tried it on with another young guy in the steam room who had a fat hard-on with loose foreskin. Great salty pissy flavour. But he pushed me away almost as soon as I got onto him.

I ended up in the dark room. Most of the room was taken up with a squab at knee height. I was followed in by a taller guy wearing a mustache. I backed up against him. He wrapped his arms round me and rocked his pelvis against my arse. He wasn't heavily muscled but his body was firm.

We both dropped our towels and got into it. He worked my nipples, stuck his tongue down my throat and chewed on my ears and neck. He pushed me onto the squab, held me down by the wrists and slid on top of me before making out some more. He worked his way up and down my torso.

Then he had my ankles over my ears so he could get his tongue into my arse. After a few minutes of this I made him kiss me to share the taste. Then he was back into it. I forget the sequence but before long I had his dick in my mouth. Then he pushed it all the way down my throat. He pumped away for a minute before pulling out, leaving me gasping for breath.

Finally he went for his real target. He put me on my back and rimmed me again before sliding his dick into me raw. He started slow, holding my ankles in the air, and then went at it hard and fast. For 20 minutes he alternated pace and position, with me on my back then doggy style then standing up. I was in fag heaven. Trouble was, I was running out of time to catch a plane. He had me down doggy style again, banging me hard and making my arse sing. I jerked myself to a climax and blew all over the squab, laughing from the pleasure of it.

I hobbled back to the hotel and took a taxi to the airport.

wet

2008-09-14T19:15:00.000-07:00

Woke up with an extra sore throat this morning. I'll tell you why.

I decided to check out the piss party at the club yesterday afternoon. Bad idea. These days I've got to be open-minded about who I get it on with. But this crowd was a serious turn-off: just way too old, too heavy, too queeny.

There was one tall hunk in ripped shorts and a wifebeater. But he wasn't into me. I got it on for a while with a Canadian with a nice dick and lots of piss. But he lost interest. I fucked a Japanese guy raw for a while but it was all a bit one way. The westie with the board shorts and the little dick didn't want to do much more than piss and sniff amyl.

I was set to bail out when a punk arrived. He took his time but eventually wandered into the space between the drums where most of the action was happening. The westie got onto his knees and chewed the punk's dick through his pants. From what I could see, standing alongside, it was a nice piece of meat. Nice body too.

When westie pulled away I moved in. Got onto my knees, pulled punk's dick out the side of his briefs and sucked him in. This boy was hard. I slobbered down the length of it. Then he took charge. Starting fucking my face, then pushed hard to get me to take that last inch. He was too thick for me to get it down. I took a hit of poppers. He was harder than ever. He pushed again and forced the last inch down my throat. I eventually pushed him off, gasping, then took him down again.

I still had my jock on, soaked in piss. As he kept pumping my throat he leant down and started playing with my hole.

I don't need to be told twice. I got up, turned and backed onto him raw. The boy was horny and rough. He banged me hard and fast, pulling my hips back onto his groin with each thrust. I was wide open. A guy in front of me gave me his dick to suck on so I got it both ends.

I was starting to feel like a really happy little piglet. I decided to make it a real show. Spat out the guy in front of me, took a couple of big hits of amyl, bent down, held my ankles and pushed my arse into the air as punk upped the tempo. The crowd around us was tight and close, hands everywhere.

A couple of minutes of this and I couldn't hold out any more. I came with a roar. I slowly stood back upright, eased off punk's dick and staggered out through the crowd, all shaky.

So that's how I came to have a sore throat this morning.

Not a sore arse, you'll notice. The fact is that even a rough fuck from a guy like punk - with a fat hard dick - isn't enough to do much damage these days.

Which is why I'm taking a giant blue crackstuffer bone back with me when I head home. I'll tell you how I go ...

club

2008-09-14T07:13:00.000-07:00

No real luck at the bar on Saturday night. So after midnight I headed across to the club.

It had already started to empty out. Most of the action was in one corner of the basement where it was completely dark. I spent some time there but the bodies I was groping didn't excite me that much. And I didn't find anything too hot in the glory holes upstairs.

I eventually ended up down the other end of the basement where there's a bit of light and more space. I hung around at the edge of the group for a while. Pants were coming off. Guys were making out. A few were getting naked. There was sucking and rimming.

One guy got into my pants and started sucking me. Then another guy knelt down behind me and stuck his face in my arse. Yes please! I bent over the squab to give him better access. Rubbed my arse up and down his chin. Then pulled him to his feet and put my tongue down his throat. He kissed back with a long warm and slippery tongue.

He was lean and dark, with a hairy chest. I assumed he was Italian. I got into his pants, pulled his dick out and swallowed it. Nice dick, uncut and not too big. I took it all the way down. We made out on the squab for a while. I got up and sat on his face, rubbing my arse back and forth on his mouth and chin. We kissed again, talking dirty to each other the whole time.

I was getting real excited. I pulled off my trainers and pants, leaving just my jock. I sat slowly down on his dick and then rode it. Fast for a while then real slow, up and down. he reached up and starting moving me up and down fast again. After 10 minutes of this my knees were set to give out. We made out again for a while. I said I wanted his load in my arse and then I wanted him to suck it out of me.

All this time there was action going on around us. The black guy with the beercan dick turned up again and punkfucked a piggy bottom next to us on the squab. The bottom was groaning and cursing and begging for more. He was getting it raw and extra rough. I was desperately hungry for it myself but just had to watch and listen.

The guy I was with said he wanted to watch someone else fuck me. In the crowd around us I saw a young arab with a fat dick. I reached over, pulled him closer and took him into my mouth. I sucked him for a while then turned over, knelt and pushe my arse up against his dick. He pushed in raw and then started pumping. Nice dick, and his pelvis was banging against my arse, which turns me on. But after 15 minutes it was starting to get a bit mechancal, and he wasn't big enough to give me much sensation deeper in my arse.

I got up and asked if he wanted his arse eaten out. He didn't need to be asked twice. The guy was really lean, with a skinny arse. I got into it. Nice. But couldn't taste too much down there. He showed every sign of wanting to stay bent over. I guess he was just another bottom after all.

I got the answer when I pushed my dick into him. All of a sudden he was bucking and squirming and really getting into it. This was hot - he had a bony arse and a tight hole. Great view too - his back was arched up, his ribs showing through and the skin glistening with sweat. The harder I banged him the more he bucked and arched and responded. I found myself a slut. I asked him if he wanted my load. Hell yes. I banged him for another couple of minutes and unloaded into him. The best knee-trembler I've had in a long time.

Beercan dick had just fucked another guy at the other end of the squab. I wandered over hopefully. I wrapped my hand round his dick, had a suck at the end of it, but he pushed me off with a laugh. Too late, he said.

I dragged myself home around 5am, head sore from poppers, knees sore from squatting on dick, but hole still unfilled and unstretched. Three days left. Will let you know what I find.