harelip

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.