Right now

Hey guys. It's been a few years. 

Tonight was a quickie, nice and simple. 

He tapped me on the app. He was a good looking 30ish brown guy. Slim, bi, vers btm, into bb and breeding on his profile. I sent him a message and a face pic.

"U keen?" he asks? I told him I liked his looks. He told me he was just about to leave town and head home. I gave him my address.

He was there in five minutes. No back and forth. He came in, we sized each other up then just stripped off. He lay back on the sofa and waited. It's not supposed to be this easy.

He had a long thin dick. Suits me. He hardened up as I went down on him. I pushed down, wrapped my tongue around the head, then went deep. Got his dick wet and slimy.

But I wanted more. I asked if I could eat him out. He was fine with that. I threw his legs on my shoulders and dived in. He didn't have any hair down there. Clean, just a hint of something earthy. After a few minutes I got the feeling he wanted to get to the main event. 

He had softened a bit while I was rimming him. He jerked himself back to full hardness. "Sit on it" he said. 

I didn't bother with lube — I had been riding a big dildo earlier, plus I like the feel of a spit fuck. More sensation. He said he was the same. 

After a bit he said he wanted to fuck me from behind. I got on the sofa on hands and knees while he slid into me. He pumped only a few minutes before he started moaning and then pumped a load into me. That was it.

We had a bit of a laugh about it then I sucked him clean. He said he been so horny this afternoon that he hadn't been able to concentrate on anything. Made sense: it was all about him getting his rocks off, no questions, no issues, no chat. A classic wham bam. He dressed and headed off.

I'm still chuckling at how easy it was. That never happens—least of all when I'm old enough to be the guy's grandfather. But then I find I get hit on more by young Polynesian or Asian guys than white guys. Probably won't see him again unless he finds himself horny and needy again. But you never know I guess. 

I didn't get off while he was fucking me so I was still horny. Plus I had his load in my arse. I pulled out my fattest dildo, added a bit of lube and braced for the big stretch. With a huff of amyl I just forced myself down onto it. I was in the mood to take it rough. There's something special about fucking yourself with the other guy's cum as lube. It didn't take long. After I finished I got a taste of his cum  — thick, a bit salty. I savored it.  

Now enjoying a drink, the after-fuck taste on my face and the throbbing from my arse.    

Both ways

This happened nearly a year ago.
I was at a party when I got a call. It was Enrique. I had hooked up with him only once, half a world away in Lima. He had told me he was coming here but hadn't said when. On the phone he said he only had that night free before going down to Hiroshima. 
We met at around 11pm. He wanted to go to a bathhouse. We started in the bath–he had sore feet after a week of sightseeing. Then headed up to the room and got into it. He's a big guy, friendly, bearded, big uncut dick, poz but undetectable. He was all lazy while I massaged his back and feet and rimmed his nasty arse. Then he flipped me over, hardened up and starting pushing in, dry. It hurt like fuck but I wanted him in me. He makes the most of his size: he pounded me on my front, then flipped me over onto my back and piston fucked me more. The banged me hard from above. He hadn't cum for nearly a week and didn't last that long.  
When he was done he slept for half an hour then announced he was leaving. 
In Lima he had been all friendly and chatty. Maybe he was just too tired for it this time. But I was sorry to see him leave.
Funny thing is, he seems to want to stay in touch. I got a message from his just a few days ago from him on bbrt from Florida. Not sure we'll find ourselves in the same town again but you never know.

It's been a while

I've had a dry spell. But on Friday Nori came round and put a load in me. Often I give up on him - he fucks me around, says he wants to come round then doesn't, wants to turn up at 2 o'clock in the morning, shit like that. But when he shows he's all hard dick and rough fuck. He knows to work my nipples hard. 
I hadn't had a dick inside me for about five weeks. He made the wait almost worthwhile. After he'd come in me he tried to shove his fist in as well. Yeouch. I wasn't lubed and I'd hadn't been fisted for a long time.
He said he had jacked off three times before he came round. Maybe. He still left a big load in me as I found out the next morning.

Snap

I've been spending too much time online checking out profiles and pix. One caught my eye: a good-looking young guy nearby who mentioned photography among his hobbies. I messaged him to see if he was interested in taking some profile pix for me – mine are crappy and need updating. He said he was on for it.
He came round today. We chatted and then started with some head shots, moving around the apartment looking for the right combination of lighting, backdrop. I'm not a natural for modelling but he was good at getting to do this or that to get me to relax or get the eyes right or whatever.
A few minutes into the session my phone beeped. Here I have to confess that I had mentioned to a guy on bbrt plans for a photo shoot and asked if he might want to come along later to 'help'. As background, the photographer himself had said in a message that I was welcome to wear anything or nothing so I figured he was pretty relaxed about what might happen. When I checked with him about me getting it on with another guy for some action pix he was cool.
So, my phone beeps. Turns out the second guy had arrived well ahead of time. I let him in. What to do... he didn't have much time. We decided to reverse the order. Action shots first. It felt a bit awkward – we had barely got under way. But the photographer was relaxed about it. So the new guy and I went upstairs, stripped off and got down to it while the guy with the camera wandered around taking closeups. I guess there's gotta be a first time for everything...
New guy decided he was ready to fuck me. He pushed in and pumped away. One way or another it wasn't quite working – he wasn't completely hard and I figured he wasn't going to give me a load. Eventually he sat on my face and jerked off so the camera guy got some cum shots. Not the greatest fuck but we got some pix out of it and I got to do my first porn shoot. Looking at the results later I figure I left it years too late: those pix won't be going anywhere.
The good thing about doing it in that order, I realised later, was that it was a great way to get in the mood for being in front of a camera. When we went back to doing vanilla shots later after the guy left I felt a lot more relaxed with the photographer. We had a lot of laughs.

God's work

Sunday night the church carpark is nearly full as I walk past. 
I'm doing my bit for human charity too. I'm in shorts and jockstrap. Cleaned out and lubed. I'm on my way to Fantasyland. bbrt guy has promised to put a load in me. bbrt#2 wants me to stick around afterwards so he can have sloppy seconds. And bbrt#3 is a black guy who wants to get into my hole too.
bbrt guy makes eye contact when I enter. The other guy there looks at me too. I think he could be bbrt#2 but can't tell cos I haven't seen a face pic.
I go into a booth with the first guy. He's got the look of an ageing surfie. Good tan, bleached hair. Tall, lean. 
When I get his pants off I find he has a big dick, half hard.  I suck him for a while. It's a great piece of meat when he hardens up. But he's also got a great butt. Muscled and firm. It's when I turn him round and push my face into his arse that he really gets enthusiastic. I surface after rimming him for five minutes. My dick is hard. I slap my dick on his butt, gently nudge his hole. He stays bent over so I slide the head in. He winces, says he hasn't been fucked in a while. 
We swap places. He slides down into me and dicks me for a few minutes, varying the pace.  Then we swap again. This time he's opened up a bit and his hole is begging to get fucked. 
We mix it up for a while. He's starting to kiss as well. But his dick is going a bit soft on him. I ask if he wants to wait while I go check out the other guy, maybe when I come back he gets sloppy seconds and a chance to put a load in me.
The other guy is a bit chunky. Longer hair, green T. Maybe straight going by the wedding ring. Doesn't seem too sure what he's doing. I get him into a booth and unzip him. he's hard but not that big. But he's got great balls: they float around in a really loose scrotum, plus he's  got a piercing of some sort in there, gets off on having his balls sucked. As I blow him he gets even harder. 
After a few minutes I turn round and offer him my hole. He slides in and pumps away for a minute then pulls out with a worried look on his face. I can't cum he says. What he means is he doesnt want to cum inside me. I squat and suck him again and within a few strokes he's blowing in my mouth.  As we're leaving I ask if he was the other guy off bbrt. He looks puzzled, doesn't know what it is. That answers that question.
I go back to guy #1. Second time round we're both feeling more relaxed. There's a lot more holding and stroking and kissing and joking this time. He's got a great body and skin. I give him a long slow fuck but he stops me from coming inside him, he still wants to dump a load in my hole. Eventually he jerks himself for a minute then shoves his dick into me just as he's coming, He holds it there as he unloads. We laugh, kiss and leave.
The milk of human kindness is oozing out of me as I wander back past the church.   

Testing

I had a free day earlier in the week. Hooked up in the morning on bbrt with an American guy. He put a load in me. Not great sex but we had fun talking. Then an overdue visit to the clinic. All negative. To celebrate I headed off to Jinya. Pretty quiet there but I like it because there's no privacy–pretty much all the guys who go there are OK with playing in front of others or with others. Didn't get more than some half-hearted action the first couple of hours. Then as I was fingering a guy who wanted to get fucked a third guy came close and squatted down. He wasn't a looker. But he was lean, and interested, and then reaching under his robe I found a long hard dick. I moved closer. He spread his thighs to give me better access as I fingered his taint and his hole. He moaned as I leant down and sucked his dick.
Too often places like Jinya seem to take the edge off sex–I guess it's what happens when there are too many men just looking or groping but waiting for Mr Perfect to come along. This time something clicked, we were both hot for each other. I had my tongue down his throat, he had his hands all over me. I was horned up and wanted to feel him inside me. I asked if he would fuck me. We moved to the other side of the room, I stripped off, got on hands and knees. He got naked, spat on his fingers, slicked up, slid inside me then pushed in deep. Long, hard, raw dick. Slow deep dicking. The extra sensation from still having the load inside me from the morning. In less than a minute I was cumming hard, then we were just lying there, smiling, kissing, lost in the sensation that comes after good sex. 
I couldn't tell if he had come or not but he had a big smile on his face too, and didn't seem to want more. Going by the amount of cum that came out of me the next morning I think he had unloaded in me too. I'm still smiling thinking about it. 

I wanna fuck you

He's a young guy  I've hooked up with a few times. He's short, skinny. Urchin face. Tastes of cigarettes. 
He's all top. Fat dick with a big mushroom head. Loves to fuck me raw and put a load in me. And we always hook up in a park toilet. He messaged me last night:

Nori: I wanna fuck you
Me: I could do tomorrow morning
Nori: Let's do it. What time is good?
Me: 1030 at the park.
Nori: OK see you then
Me: Don't shower :@)

It's after 1030 but the rain is pissing down so I've messaged him to say let's wait till the rain stops. 
I haven't got fucked for a week. And haven't had a load in me for a long time. 
Nori is a nasty fucker. Rims my hole first. Kisses me so I can taste my arse on his lips. Works my nipples hard as he slowly slides in and out. Makes me feel his big mushroom head as he moves it round. 
And he gives me a hole full of cum that I can shit out and eat later. 

Ho hum

Furry guy has gone quiet on me. I messaged him a few times but each time he said he was working. We'll see if he resurfaces. I enjoyed him: it's not easy to find a top with a big hard dick who just pushes in and bangs you hard. And then does much the same thing with his fist. And for a bonus he had a lean and hairy body and a great face hidden behind the bad hair and the glasses. 
Meantime I've got K to keep me happy. I overnighted at his place at the weekend. For the time being he seems to have stopped worrying about getting addicted to kinky sex. He pissed inside me again on Saturday. He gets a kick out of it the way a 10-year old boy gets a buzz out of doing something verboten. But mostly it's the usual basics. Sucking each other, him fucking me, rimming me, sucking my pits, demanding my spit. And then sliding his fist into me. 
K now routinely pushes his dick into me raw, especially at the start when he's been licking my hole. Getting spit fucked raw when he's just opening me up hurts like fuck initially but it's a huge turn-on and feels much better than when he rubbers up and slathers lube all over my hole. On Sunday morning he woke me up as he pushed his raw dick into my arse. After some more sleep I finally got off a few hours later just sitting down on his dick and fucking myself up and down on it. He didn't come this time so I still haven't got a load of his cum in my hole. I haven't been getting fucked by anyone else, and certainly not bareback, so maybe he's decided he can live with a certain amount of risk.
Best of all – I guess this means I'm getting old and soft – is just lying there holding each other and kissing. Sunday morning when it was time to go he didn't want to let go. I think he's looking for something more than a fuck bud.

Spring is here

And I'm a happy little piggy. I have two hard, hung tops who are rough fuckers and also like to fist. They're both busy this weekend but normally one or the other is up for some action.
I haven't told you before about Furry Guy. Most Japanese have hair in their pits and their pubes but not much more. Furry guy has hair everywhere, including his arse. Sadly he's not into sweaty pits or getting rimmed, which is a waste. He makes up for it elsewhere. He's not as long as K-boy but he's thick and always hard. And he's very athletic in the way he uses his dick. He especially likes pistoning down into me from above. 
We last hooked up a couple of weeks ago. He's a quiet type, hides behind a lot of hair and big glasses. With the pants and the glasses off he's lean, hot and sexy, with a little furry butt and great lips. He says he hasn't fisted many guys but he seems a natural, knows his way in and what he wants once he gets in. The first time he fisted me I found I could only take it for a few minutes – whatever he was doing, it was so intense I had to get him to pull out. This time I was determined to find a way to take it. I lasted a lot longer but I still don't have the loose hole I need to take what he wanted to give me. I'll persevere. 
Meanwhile things have got interesting with K-boy. Last weekend started the usual way: he wants to taste my pits (I don't shower for a day beforehand) and my pants to get himself horned up. Then he pushed me onto the bed and stuck his tongue down my throat. He wants my spit so I give it to him. This time when he's ready to fuck me he just pushes straight into my hole, no rubber. He's a sweet guy but he's merciless when he's inside me. The last half inch still hurts like fuck, and he doesn't hold back. 
After fucking me every which way he gets back face to face,  pushes his dick back inside me and sticks his tongue down my throat. Can you feel that, he asks me. I can't, but then he smirks and I realise he's pulling his old trick. He's pissed in my hole. He makes a pig of himself there for the next half an hour: fucking me and fingering me while I have a load of his piss inside me, rimming me, kissing me. He delights in the sheer naughtiness of it. I complain that no guy has ever done this to me before. He says I'm the only guy he's ever done it with, blames me for starting it. Totally not true. Eventually I end up squatting over him and sliding down onto his dick, still raw. It's a strange but sexy sensation when a trickle of piss leaks while I'm riding him. At the end I sit on his face so he can take a lick but I'm still holding in whatever is left inside.
We take a pause for a drink. He gets serious. He's worrying again that he's getting so hooked on this kinky stuff that he will lose interest in vanilla sex with other guys. When we first had that conversation I thought he was talking about the barebacking. That's still an issue, though this time he spent more time in me raw than with a rubber. I tell him I haven't barebacked since I got back from my trip, that I don't intend to, but that I will tell him if it happens. He takes this on board. I've never made that sort of commitment to another guy before.
I hadn't planned this but I say more. If he's really worried about getting hooked on the kinky stuff we should go back to vanilla, or just stop having sex. I like him, I say, and I'd like to keep seeing him regardless, even if it means we're going out for a drink or a movie but not fucking. 
K is quiet and thoughtful. We just hold each other. I like that, just wrapping ourselves around each other, enjoying the moment.  
So we'll see where it goes. Apart from the fact we have great sex I just really like being with him, though we haven't spent much time together outside the bedroom. 
         

Lost in translation

I hooked up again with K-boy last night. Earlier he had told me he was busy. Then he got in touch in the afternoon to ask if I was still free. Turned out he had arranged to fuck another guy around middle of the day but he hadn't got off and was still feeling horny.
I'm now getting to know what he likes – sweaty pits, eating me out, swallowing as much saliva as I can give him, long kisses. I had an empty stomach so even managed to deep throat him briefly before starting to gag again. I need to work on my technique.
But that's all foreplay. Before too long he rubbers up and he's back in my hole, big and hard as ever. He must have been frustrated from lunchtime: as soon as he got into me he started pummelling me, hurt like fuck but getting banged pelvis to pelvis is also a huge turn-on. 
And so it went, for about three hours. Making out long and slow, some hard fucking, while in between he buries his tongue in my arse or my pits and pigs out. And he fisted me. When he has his fist in my hole he watches it the way a little boy watches a new toy: wide-eyed, completely absorbed. 
He has a tall mirror near the bed. His big dick sticking out from his lean legs and torso is great to watch. So is the variation: up high, plunge fucking me as I'm on my back with legs wide; kneeling between my legs and just swivelling his pelvis as he slides in and out. All good. Only let-down is that when he's fucking me that hard I can't get it up at all – I was limp most of the night.
Eventually he lay back and jacked himself while I licked his armpit. He squirted a big load over the two of us then squirmed as a I licked it all up – he gets ticklish after he cums.
Then we kissed and talked. I had been teasing him about him saying no more kinky stuff – when he said it originally I thought he was only half serious, and I thought he was just a bit worried about getting hooked on piss play and fisting. At one point he asked if I minded that we hadn't done any piss play this time. I was a bit puzzled: it was more his kick than mine, and it was really his call whether he wanted to do it. 
As he went on, talking about his reasons for being uneasy about the "hentai" stuff I slowly realised I had completely missed the point. What he had been getting at the previous week (and the time before, too) was the unsafe stuff – sticking his dick in me raw so he could piss up my arse, or the times when he had stuck his dick in me raw for a few minutes just for the fun of it, or maybe because he knew I got off on it. He talked about the big spike in infections in this town right now among local guys (I had to admit that was news to me) and explained why it would be such a problem for him at work if he got infected. Stuff like that. He was matter of fact about it, wasn't trying to guilt me out or anything, just explaining why it was an issue for him.
I felt a bit stupid because I had so completely missed the point earlier but also embarrassed because I had been making a joke out of something he had been trying to tell me as a serious point. I emailed him later to apologise. He came back to reassure me there was nothing to apologise for.
The funny thing is I had been starting to think that maybe I should stop barebacking with other guys if that was going to be an issue for K-boy. I enjoy screwing around but if I knew I was going to get his dick every week I would just about give up the rest, he's that good. I'm not looking to start a romance or anything but apart from the fact the sex is brilliant the after-sex is also great, and I like just being with him. Anyway I've said we should have a talk about all of that next time we get together. After all these years of careless sex maybe for a change I need to be a bit more responsible. 
You believe me? Haha. Tell me what you think. And I'll let you know how it goes. 

Kinky boy worried he's getting too kinky

I hooked up with Kinky Boy the other night. We get straight down to it. He's a great kisser, fat juicy lips, but also gets off on licking arse. I love it when he surfaces from between my legs and comes up  for a deep kiss with the smell of my arsehole on his face. Now when he's kissing me his big hard dick is rubbing up against my pubes. Then he tries to go down my throat, which turns me on big time, but I keep gagging, he's just too big for me (or I'm out of practice haha).
The sequence blurs from here on but pretty soon he was rubbered up and pushing into my hole. He wants to do me all ways: missionary, doggy, on my side.  Whichever way he goes in it hurts – not the width, though he has a fat dick, but the length, when he pushes up against my inner ring. He stays hard and he likes to go deep so I spend a lot of time in that intense pain/pleasure place.
After a break for a drink and some more kissing he rubbers up and pushes back into me. At one point I'm squatting over him while he slams into me from below. It hurts like fuck but the stimulation has my hole buzzing, close to an orgasm just from being pummelled. 
Then he can't resist. He puts a towel underneath me, slides in raw and smirks as he watches my face. It takes a minute but then I feel the pulsing and the warmth as he starts pissing in my hole. He stays in there a while, still hard. He hesitates and then asks if he can fuck me just like that. I guess. He gets down to it, slowly. My hole is gripping his dick but it still leaks now and then. He reaches down for a taste each time there's a little spill. 
He pulls out, starts fingering my hole, tasting his fingers. Then he puts in two, three. He lifts his eyebrows, asking me. Sure. He makes a fist, lubes up, starts to stretch me, then he's in. Whew, I felt that - I couldn't find my poppers to help relax. But now he's in ... first time I've ever been fisted while my hole is full of piss. Can't quite describe the sensation but it was a turn-on. Still leaking a little bit of course. K boy is wide eyed, fascinated. He's never done this either. 
I forget just where things led from there. It was a long session. He fucked me a lot, there was a pile of rubbers on the floor when we had finished. What I do remember, toward the end, is both of us lying on our backs, opposite ends of the bed, him jacking himself with one hand and pushing the other hand up my hole - it hurt like fuck going in, no extra lube, no poppers, but super hot as he punched my hole the same time he was jacking himself. 
At the end I held him, his tongue down my throat, as he jerked off. He's a big squirter, ended up with cum all over him and me. 
In between times he was telling me he worried he was getting too hooked on the kinky stuff - especially the piss play, though I suspect he was also worried about how often he has started sliding into me raw. Says – with a smile – it's my fault he's getting into all this perverted stuff. Yeah right. 

Mrs Robinson

Big dick skinny guy is growing on me. We hooked up again a week ago and then yesterday. He doesn't have the kind of face  that would make you turn around for another look if you passed him I'm the street. But he's tall and lean, and has that big uncut dick, and he's a relentless top. And he's a big kisser. He can look quite the innocent - like a 30 year old teenager. Yet he's hungry to taste arsehole and pits and piss and taint. When he has me on my back, arse in the air with his tongue in my crack, all I can see is his big dark eyes staring at me, all solemn, as he works my hole. He's not that young but he's got a mix of innocence and lewdness about him that, with those eyes, made me feel very Mrs Robinson at one point.
Anyway the big revelation is that he's in love with my hole. When we hooked up a week ago he ended up fisting me. He did a repeat yesterday. And he is good. Doesn't fuck around, goes straight in, knows what to do. And whether it's the technique or the shape of his hand or what I don't know but he gets in there and my hole starts singing Hallelujah. He's the best I've had since Jamie.
Last time he got me all loosened up and then got greedy. Levering my hole open with one fist he then pushed his log in and fucked me. Hurt like fuck but he was stretching me, not ripping me, and it was the kind of hurt a bottom needs every now and again. Once or twice he surprised me by sliding his dick in for a few strokes without a rubber. But he basically plays safe only.
Or so I thought. Last night he'd been fucking me doggy and missionary for half an hour when I got up to take a piss. He followed me in, rubbed his dick in my crack ... and then slid it in. It took me half a minute before I realized he was pissing in my hole, the dirty fucker. I let him finish then made him kneel in the shower while I blew it back out over his chest. Mmmm. My dick stood to attention and we just knelt there kissing for what seemed like an age.
After a break he fisted me. He makes my hole feel soooo good. I just lie there in bliss. He's pretty happy too. Loves the sight of his fist sliding in and out, loves playing with the little rosebud after he's pulled right out.
And then we lie there and talk. He's a bit of a loner, worries he's getting too reliant on kinky sex ... but not really. Worries he hasn't found a boyfriend ... but really prefers being by himself. Solitary but thoughtful, warm, cuddly, endlessly kissable, everhard, relentless. Plus a dick that still hurts every time he pushes in all the way. I'm getting to enjoy it. A lot.

sloppy seconds

I arranged to meet up with Hiro mid-afternoon. When he arrived we were the only two in the club. He said he'd been in another sex club all night, hadn't hosed out or showered. I couldn't resist: I got him on his back, arse in the air, and dived in. For once his arsehole tasted like an arsehole rather than water and soap. I rimmed him out for a while then slid into him raw. It was good - his hole felt better than when he has cleaned out. 
My finger and dick were coming out clean so I told him I was going to fist him just like that, without him hosing out. I went into him real slow, first just with four fingers. When he eventually loosened up enough to take my whole fist it was quite a different feel to normal. I hadn't pushed hard to get into him and he was able to cope with me leaving it there, unlike the usual thing where after a minute he would make me take it out. I pushed a little deeper, moved around, stretched my fist. He just lay there and smiled, loving every minute. I eventually pulled out after I could feel that it was going to get a bit dirty if I stayed in him.
He returned the favour. Lately he always wants to fist me. Problem is, I can never see him as a real top, plus there's something about his technique that doesn't work for me.
After a while I took a break. While I was out having a drink another guy slipped into the cubicle and fucked him. After they had finished I went back in to see how he was. He had had a good fuck but the guy had used a condom. Hiro is like me - really wants to score a load. I offered to help. I found the used condom, turned it inside out and poured the cum into his hole, pushing the inside-out rubber in to get all the spooge into him. This was enough to make my dick harden up. I slid into him, this time with the other guy's cum as lube, and banged him hard until I unloaded inside him. It didn't take long. 
I left him there on his back, eyes closed, smiling, quietly jerking himself as two loads leaked out of his hole.

Little fucker big dick

Skinny bareback tops with big dicks that stay hard tick all the boxes for me. Especially when they actually dump a load in my hole.  
Last night I arranged to hook up with Hiro at the usual place. There were only two other guys there. We left the cubicle door open while we played to see what happened. Both the others came down at different times for a look, jerking themselves inside their jocks while they watched. One was young, crewcut, ordinary looks, average dick, solid body. The other was a 20s guy with long hair, a diamond in one ear and a few rings. 
When diamond boy - he told me later his name was Inori -  came back for another look I was fucking Hiro from behind while working his nipples. I eventually signaled to Inori to take over. I didn't need to ask twice. He had a big hard uncut dick hanging from a skinny torso and legs. Hiro pigged out as we spitroasted him for 20 minutes. I had him gagging on my dick, bitchslapping him, biting the back of his neck, murdering his tits. He loves that shit.  Inori stayed hard and kept dicking him, sometimes leaning on Hiro's back and pulling his nipples, other times leaning back to make his dick angle up higher. In between I got behind Inori for a few minutes to stick my tongue in his nasty-tasting hole while he dicked Hiro. He didn't hesitate when I leant over to give him a taste of his own arsehole.  
Meanwhile crewcut boy had come in to watch. He stood against the wall, pulling on his dick. I asked Inori if he would fuck me. He slid into me while Hiro started sucking crewcut boy. It was a nice fuck. He stayed hard and had enough length to hurt me when he pushed all the way in. I guess we had been at it around 10 minutes when Hiro leant over to me for a kiss. Crewcut boy had shot his load and he had a mouthful of cum. Hot. We made out for a couple of minutes without swallowing, and then leant back for a three-way kiss with Inori.
I forget the exact sequence but at some point Inori pulled out of me and went back to dicking Hiro. At several points he would take a big hit of poppers and go into overdrive for a minute or two but then slow again. It was great to watch him in action: the whole time he was sitting on his feet, so all the movement came from his hips, rabbit style.  I guess it was another half an hour before he finally went for it, hammering Hiro before unloading. He left the room straightaway.
I knew what I wanted. I got Hiro to squat above my face while he pushed a load of cum into my mouth. That got my dick hard so I pushed into his hole. You know that texture  that an arsehole gets after a long dicking? He felt like that as I slid in. I tried to fist him after that. He was hungry for it, and I got into him, but after the pounding he had taken from Inori he was too sensitive for me to stay in there. 
We had a slow, gentle time after that, mix of kissing, fucking, him sliding a long dildo into me. Inori came back for a look at some point but decided not to go a second round. Around midnight, when we were still going strong, the old guy that runs the place threw us out. We both left feeling well fucked even if neither of us had cum.
I woke up this morning all horned up. Something made me go to the toilet and check. Sure enough, I pushed out a handful of spooge. It had that clear jelly look that cum gets after a night inside your hole but the taste was unmistakeable. So Inori had stealthed me.  That left me crazy horny. I greased up my biggest dildo and pushed all the way down, past the sigmoid. I fucked myself on it for a couple of minutes and blew all over the floor. 
Hey ho hey ho.

Raw ginge

In Sydney. Looking to get dicked. I ended up at Signal. Not many guys there and no-one really making eye contact. There's a block of five cubicles with gloryholes where I've had some hot times in the past. There was only one free, at the end, connecting through to just one other cubicle. But from what I could see the guy in there had a good body. He was getting his dick sucked through another hole. I stripped right down, left the light on and waited to see what happened.
Eventually he pulled out of the other hole, took a peek into my cubicle then fed his dick through. Big piece of meat, uncut, hard, unshaved pubes with a ginger bush. I  swallowed him down. He alternated between holding still while I slobbered all over his dick and fucking my face while I tried to hold still. I took a chance, stood up, turned round and rubbed my arse against his dick. He held still so I positioned his head against my hole and slowly backed on. Aaahhh, so good. He started moving in me, then went in harder. I hadn't realized when I chose that cubicle but it was the only one with a big square hole wide enough to fit your whole butt through it. Quite different from the normal glory hole where there's the thickness of the wall between your butt and his groin. So I pushed my butt through, braced myself and took a deep hit of poppers as he started to nail me hard. He was  deep inside. He only lasted a few minutes before he stiffened against me. He held it in there for a minute before sliding out. 
I squatted and felt around my hole. All slimy down there. I took a taste. He had put a load in me.
I got a good look at him through the hole. In his 30s, looked fit without being a gym body. I couldn't help myself: "Are you neg or poz, mate?" He looked startled, hesitated for a moment - what kind of idiot takes your load up his arse before asking if you're neg? Then: "I'm poz, undetectable". I told him I was cool with that. As he dressed and left I pushed his load out into my hand and licked it all up.  
For me a raw glory hole fuck, from a guy with a big dick who stays hard, hammers it into you and actually unloads, is one of the ultimate scenes.  Count this as one of them. 

Sloppy seconds

Hooked up with Hiro last night for the first time in a few weeks. He said he wanted to get fisted, hadn't had any for a while. I put him on his knees, hoping to get in a bit deeper.  He's as tight as ever,  makes it really intense for both of us once I get in him. But I still can't get much beyond my wrist.  We played for a couple of hours, mix of fisting and fucking and some rough play. He really gets off on being controlled and getting hurt. But then I lick his face and stick my tongue down his throat. Sour and sweet seems to hit the spot.
We had left the cubicle door part open. At one point I looked up to see another guy standing there watching, stroking himself. Eventually he came in and squatted down with us. It was immediately clear it was Hiro he was into. He let me play with his arse hole a bit but pulled back with a smile when I tried to suck his dick.
Hiro is not that into threesomes and got a bit tense when I tried to fist him again with the other guy watching. Eventually we decided to carry on with just the two of us. We played for a while. I wanted to put a load into him to finish off but couldn't stay hard.
I told him to see if any of the other guys were interested in putting a load in him instead. He wasn't too keen but said he'd try. He ended up in another cubicle with the guy from earlier. I waited for nearly an hour while they played. When he came out he had a big smile. He came over, turned round and pushed his arse into my face. Sweeeeet! His hole was oozing spunk. He said the other guy had bred him twice. I told him to sit on my face so I could eat him out. He said he had lost a lot of the first load the second time the guy pushed into him. There was still enough to send me to cumpig heaven as he pushed the load out.  I lapped it up then pushed my tongue into him to savor the mix of cum and arse juice. Surprise surprise, my dick was suddenly full of life again. I pushed into him, pulled him back onto me hard as I fucked him. I unloaded in him within five minutes. Cycled home licking my lips.

Wen r u bak i want it

Just had a few days back home. Started getting horny texts and emails from Jamie the week or two before I got there. He took the day off. I had vodka, rum and smokes from the duty-free so we got comfortable on the sofa and got quietly wasted. 
Like always he wanted to fuck me before anything else. He's back into one of those phases where he's freaking out about bareback. Said it wasn't worth the mental anguish. So he rubbered up before he slid into me. He was cursing it at the same time – he hates condoms, doesn't stay hard so easily. But otherwise it was like old times. Fucked me for half an hour, missionary style, finally started banging me hard, pelvis to pelvis, and blew a load. 
After a smoke and more booze he wanted to get his fist in me. It was sweet. I was  relaxed and he got into me first time round. He's still fascinated by my hole and wants to get into me deeper. The last time in July he had started to find a route past first base. This time he went exploring again, fingers outstretched, looking for some depth. I sucked  on some poppers and he just pigged out inside me, pushing, twisting, probing. I was pretty much delirious.
It turned into a long night. Jamie gets real talkative when he's got liquor in him. Plus it was a Friday night so he was getting texts from some of his mates. He invited one of them up to play - some slut from nearby who wanted to get fucked. Not really my type: short, porky, completely passive. He wanted fist as well. I tried but couldn't get into him. He eventually left.
Then Jamie started getting texts from one of his straight/bi mates. He turned up around midnight, completely wasted. It was helluva funny. James and Steve were abusing each other, replaying years of parties, booze, girls and sex. I was just sitting in front of them on the floor, naked, watching porn on the TV. Jamie eventually got into Steve's pants, got him hard, sucked on his dick for a while. This went on - smokes, more vodka, cocksucking, more chat - for hours. Steve kept shedding clothes until he was starkers as well. 
Jamie was pimping my hole, wanted Steve to fuck me. He tried a few times, always with a rubber, but couldn't keep it up for more than a few minutes. At one point he got me to eat his arsehole. Mmmm. The guy was hot, no doubt about it. He had a bit of a gut but he had a muscly butt, with fine blond hair all up his taint and hole. His hole was kinda raunchy. There was enough booze in me and enough sex in the air that it just turned me on more. I hardened up fast and jacked myself while I sniffed and ate him out. The taste lingered on my lips. 
About 3am something changed. Steve must have decided he wanted to get off. He took charge, got me on my knees on the couch and just pushed straight in, no rubber. The guy is six foot, big uncut dick. He was still sloppy drunk and it was a sloppy drunk rough fuck. He banged me hard for a while, pausing to pull all the way out then drive all the way back in. Jamie was urging him on, calling me a dirty bareback slut.
Eventually Steve gave up, said he couldn't come. He was still half hard when he pulled out. I fingered my hole and tasted it. The bastard had stealthed me. 
Jamie eventually kicked him out, still wasted, around 4am. We slept a few hours before he had to get up for work, hung over but complaining because he hadn't woken up early enough to fuck me again.

I like em pint size

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

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. 

More

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 ...