Sore

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.