Watched

I’ve been traveling for work this week. It seems where ever I go I am able to find cock. The first part of the week was spent in North Carolina. I was visiting a friend. My friend is in a long-distance committed relationship and against his nature has remained monogamous. We were chatting the first night about what he missed about casual hookups. We decided that it was the pursuit – or the game – of getting together with new people. There’s the rush of adrenaline associated with the unknown. It is really more about the game than the actual sex. But what fun the sex is! Somehow the question arose if being in a room and watching others having sex is considered cheating on your partner – much like watching pornography. I think that unless the cock is out and touched, there is no betrayal. My friend said that it had always been his fantasy to watch a couple of guys having sex. I offered to let him watch me give a blowjob.

We went online and placed the following ad:

I'm visiting a young married friend in Cary, NC for the next two nights - June 19-20. Help me satisfy his curiosity. He wants to watch - not participate - as I give oral pleasure to another guy. He wants to see your eyes as you get off. We are both safe and sane - just a little twisted. Send me a message and let's show a straight guy how a cock is really sucked.

There were six responses within the next thirty minutes and 20 by the end of the hour. The best of the group was a guy who described himself as “BiMWM, 40yo, 6'2” masculine, D/D free into safe play, looking for regular head.” His picture was that of a tall lean guy with a sprinkling of brown body hair and a cock that looked about eight inches long and of good thickness. It was almost the perfect cock to suck. We arranged to meet the next afternoon at 18:00.

My friend and I each arrived before 17:30. I could tell that he was nervous. He sat on the couch – I position an arm chair across the room. The knock on the door came at exactly 18:00. I like a man who is on time. I answered the door and was pleased to see a very handsome guy. He was dressed in a pair of khakis and a short sleeved button down plaid shirt. He had the appearance of a man who had a technical profession (e.g. engineer, construction foreman, builder). He came in, we made our introductions and I reached for his cock. As I rubbed his cock it began to grow – nice dick! I reached up with my other hand and played with his right nipple – it immediately hardened under my fingers. I undid his belt and pulled down his pants – he wore a pair of blue boxers. I dropped to my knees and took his cock in my mouth. I caught the glint of his wedding band in my right peripheral vision. His crotch smelled of sweat – but what a nice smell that is. His cock was exactly as it looked in the picture in his ad. I sucked on his cock for a while and then suggested that he sit in the chair.

He sat and I asked if I could unbutton his shirt. He said okay. His chest was beautiful. The hair on his chest and abdomen was almost kinky but very soft. I played with each of his nipples and a groan came from his throat. I licked his balls – they were sensitive. I licked up the underside of his cock and then took it down my throat. His cock fit perfectly. I gently came back up the shaft and then went to his pubes with my nose. He was enjoying this – so was I.

After a short while, his balls pulled up into his body and I knew he was about to come. He did and I kept sucking. His cum was sweet without any hint of bitterness. He stayed hard. I kept sucking. I kept him stimulated by keeping pressure on his nipples and his cock down my throat. Not long after, he came again with what can only be described as a whimper. What was truly amazing was that he still stayed hard. I was going to get as many loads from this guy as I could. He looked down in amazement and said, “Are you out to drain me dry?” I said, “Yes, I’m greedy.”

He stood, grabbed his cock and started masturbating himself. I licked his balls and continued to torture his nipples. He panted that he was coming again. I licked the head of his cock and then remembered that we were being watched. I had totally tuned out my friend. But to give him a thrill – I dropped my right arm so that he would get a good cum shot. I stuck out my tongue and the visitor shot his load on it. It was a huge load – especially considering it was his third of the session. I licked the cum off of his hand and then drained every drop from his cock. I kept his cock in my mouth until it went down. He pulled up his pants and went into the kitchen and washed his hands. Then he thanked me and left.

My friend was fascinated by the experience. I am hoping that he will send me his version of what happened.

I got this email from the guy who came by:

I enjoyed our meeting yesterday, just don't quite understand the situation with your friend, maybe you can explain. Is he looking to experiment? Just curious about what you are into? Email next time you are in the area.

I’ll be sure to do that.

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Tall Guy at the Baseball Game

A group from work attended a college baseball game on Friday night. I enjoy watching sports – especially baseball – I think it may have something to do with the nice asses and pronounced size of the players’ cupped crotches. We went for drinks and dinner before the game. I had a light buzz – good way to view a game. The beer that I had at dinner was going through me quickly – so I needed to frequently urinate. I love a bathroom with troughs for urinals – good way to check out the guys standing next to you. On about my third trip to the head, I was standing next to a tall guy – must have been 6’4.” He was in his early thirties, wearing khaki shorts, college logo shirt, clean shaven, brown hair in a flat-top, hairy legs, arms and hands, handsome in a natural kind of wayBut what really caught my attention was the nice uncut cock that he was holding in his hand – must have been a good six inches soft and it was putting out a healthy stream of piss. I looked over and caught him looking me over – but he quickly turned back to staring at the wall. After his bladder was emptied, he let out what appeared to be a sigh of relief. I found that erotic. When I was through pissing, I just stood there and played with my cock – almost at full erection now. He looked over – this time we made eye contact. I looked down at his cock and he was slowly masturbating with his left hand. His cock had grown by another couple of inches and was drooling precum. It was then that I saw the glint of his wedding band.

Several guys had joined us at the trough – the inning had ended – so suddenly the bathroom was crowded and the situation became too risky. I zipped up and walked outside. I stopped at the concession stand to get a coke – probably the last thing that I needed. As I was standing in line, the tall guy exited the toilet, saw me and got in line behind me. I nodded and he gave me a nod in return. With the crush of the crowd, the tall guy brushed against my back several times – once actually put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed – I swear I could feel his hard cock against my back. After paying for my drink, I decided to just be forward. I turned and handed the tall guy my personal card – thank you maternal grandmother for beating into my head that cultured southern gentlemen carry cards of introduction. I told him to call me sometime and we could get together at my place. He looked a little shocked – but put the card in the front left pocket of his khaki shorts.

I returned to my friends. I watched as the tall guy carried four drinks to the other side of the stadium where he joined an attractive blonde woman and two cute boys – obviously the fruit of the loins of the handsome tall guy. The game ended with a victory for our team. The group that I was with decided to catch a late night snack – so off we went for wings and more beer. I got home at about 1 am and went straight to bed after having jerked off thinking about the tall guy’s cock and body. I spent Saturday catching up on some work and wasting time in front of the TV

On Sunday morning my phone rang at 10 am. I didn’t recognize the local number on my caller ID. I answered the phone with my usual “Hello.” The response, in a deep rich baritone voice, was, “So you want to suck my cock?” Me being me, without thinking said, “Yes, when? Who are you?” His response, “Met at the ballgame. You gave me your card. Where do you live?” I told him and he was at my door in about fifteen minutes.

When he entered my place he made himself at home. He removed his sandals, shorts and shirt. He was my kind of guy – no underwear. He had hair circling his pecs (thick swirling dense hair) and a trail heading toward his hard cock – a nice thick cock. He had a well defined body – tight muscles but not ripped. He sat on my leather sofa and spread his legs. Without his uttering a word, I knew what to do. I got down on my knees and took his cock down my throat. He grabbed the back of my shaved head and forced my nose into his pubes. This was not going to be a gentle face fucking. The scent of his crotch was overpowering. It was a combination of sweat and musk. This guy put out a lot of precum – nice taste. When I came back up, I ran my tongue under his foreskin – he enjoyed that – there was just a hint of stale piss. I reached up and ran my fingers through his chest hair and found his nipples. He became more verbal when I rolled each nipple between my thumb and forefinger. A litany of curse words came out his mouth as I mauled his nips – but none derogatory – just expressions of lust. He told me to get down on the floor. He straddled my face and continued fucking my mouth. I could feel his low hanging balls slapping against my chin. He grunted like a bull in heat. He was in control and I was there to get him off. I’m not sure how long he fucked my face – who cares about time? –time had suspended and I had become a part of his body.

He made one last lunge, shot his spunk down my throat and just stayed above me seeing how long I would keep his cock down my throat before needing air. Our eyes were locked in a stare. He sensed just as I was about to gag and pulled his cock out of my throat. Without a word, he got up, went to the bathroom and rinsed off in the shower. I have to admit that I just stayed there on the floor totally spent. It had been a long time since I have felt so subservient to any man. When he finished the shower he dressed and as he was leaving he hugged me and patted me on the ass and said, “I’ll be back and you’ll have more notice next time. I want you clean because you’re getting fucked.”

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Oceanside, California

This past January I returned to San Diego for a yearly meeting of one of the grants that I administer. Usually when I travel I take a plane because of time constraints. But I decided to take some time off from work before and after my scheduled meetings. I’ve always enjoyed riding the train – so I purchased a sleeper compartment on Amtrak. I caught the Southwest Chief in Chicago on a nasty, snowy Thursday – then high temperature that day was expected to be seven degrees Fahrenheit. Fifty hours later the train pulled into Los Angeles. I wish that I could say that I sucked some cock on the train – as I have done on long train trips in the past – but unfortunately that didn’t happen. However, I did catch up on a lot of work. I watched the Godfather trilogy and really enjoyed lounging naked as the train sped across the U.S.I had a layover in Los Angeles before catching the Pacific Surfliner down south. I’ve decided that the world is full of crazy people. While I was waiting for my train a commotion started over near the men's restroom. There was a rather large woman dressed for cold weather, including a knit hat, screaming that the police needed to come and arrest the perverts in the restroom. Everyone in the station could hear her ranting. It appears that she saw two men coming out of a stall in the men’s restroom and assumed that they had just had sex. I immediately wondered how she had seen that. Was she in the men’s restroom? The security guards came – she kept ranting. She started praying – prayers of condemnation of homosexuality – kill the fornicators – that sort of stuff. I was about to get up and punch her when the guards escorted her to a private office. It turns out that the two guys she saw coming out of the stall were a sick man and his care giver – something about a colostomy bag being blocked. That lunatic woman’s ranting is yet another case of hysterical fanaticism at its worst and how people still just hate gays. Screw them all.

I was not going all the way to San Diego on the train. I was stopping at Oceanside to see the Marine. Hard to believe that it had been a year since I was last in Southern California. The meeting that I thought was going to be held in June was moved to Pittsburgh. After our initial encounter, the Marine and I spoke on the phone almost every other day. He shared this few and far between sexual encounters – the good and the bad ones. He only seem to date guys for a couple of dates before dumping them – of course that could be because they all lived outside Southern California. They would always be hot about him being a marine – but then not understand that he was never willing to give up being a marine and that being open about being gay might mean that he would not be able to continue being a marine. Now that was a convoluted sentence. But eventually our conversations dropped off to once a week. Usually late on a weekend night after he had a few drinks. Those calls could get steamy – even more so after I sent him a nice high resolution webcam for Christmas to replace the archaic one that he was using. His gift to me was a dirty jockstrap that he wore during his morning physical training. He knows me so well - I have simple needs.

The Marine had taken leave until the next Wednesday – so I had him for four days. He was waiting for the train in a pair of shorts, tee shirt and sandals. I hauled my bags off the train and he immediately took them from me and set them down. He then surprised me with a big hug. I was glad to feel his body against mine. But it didn’t last long. He picked up my bags and we headed for his car – actually it was a Pathfinder Hybrid. Not what I expected - I had expected something sleek and fast. I had booked a one bedroom beach side condo at the Southern California Beach Club. I checked in while the Marine parked the car and brought in my bags – I noticed that he also brought in a bag of his own.

Once the condo door was closed I finally got the hug that I wanted. But this hug was accompanied by a kiss. There wasn’t a lot said for the first hour in that room. We pulled off our clothes and I ended up with his cock buried in my ass. I was on top riding his cock – it was pure passion. After he ejaculated, I kept riding him. His cock felt so good in my ass. We were both covered in sweat – why was this room not air conditioned? I rode him for a while longer before he pushed me off and started licking my nipples. Licking is the wrong word – he was mauling them. He licked down my body and then sucked my cock. I’m usually a slow ejaculator but not this time. I grabbed the side of head and fucked his face. When I came he took every drop. He looked up and smiled. Then he lay by my side and kissed me. We shared my cum.

For the next couple of hours we lay in the bed and talked. I noticed that his chest and stomach hair were almost gone. He said that he had shaved them just to see how it looked. Well it looked good – and I told him so. But I did like his furry, chiseled belly.

We decided to go grab a bite to eat. We showered – it felt good to have someone wash my back – and headed off to an all you can eat sushi restaurant. The Marine could certainly eat! I was stuffed and he kept eating. For some reason that was sexy – don’t know why.

On the way back to the condo we stopped and got a couple bottle of liquor – Jack Daniels and Patron. We made it back in time to catch the sunset. I never can get used to seeing sun set over water – I’m a right coast or middle country guy. We sat on the patio and sipped Jack Daniels. He had his arm around my shoulder and my head was on his chest. At that moment in time, I was incredibly happy. My hand was rubbing his stomach. We decided to take a walk on the beach. We ended up frolicking in the surf – both totally soaked by the time we got back to the room. We sat naked on the patio, talked and drank some more. He may be going back to the Middle East – he couldn’t say where. I hope not – but it is his chosen work. Actually, we drank a lot. I remember falling into bed, sucking a cock, eating an ass, getting fucked again and feeling safe and warm all over.

I awoke to a stiff cock pushing against my ass. We had naturally slipped into a spoon position – the Marine on my back. He was lightly snoring. There was that musky smell again – I needed to remember to ask him what cologne he wore. I got up to take a piss and when I came back he was awake. He pulled me to him and asked, “How would you like to fuck me?” I told him that all he had to do was ask. This is where I had a decision to make – hard or gentle. Hell, he’s a marine – he got it hard and enjoyed it. Here was this big bruiser of a guy giving me his ass and I took it. I slipped a pillow under his hips. He lay on his back on the edge of the bed. Getting my cock in his ass took some doing. He had a tight ass. I watched his face as my cock slide in – he was in pain – but never said to stop. But once in, I pounded his ass for a good twenty minutes – now this was when it was good to be a slow ejaculator. We changed position – he faced me, straddled me and sat on my cock. His big dick was flopping as he went up and down on me. I reached up and teased his nipples. He kissed me. I felt his sphincter tighten and knew he was about to cum. He reared back and shot his load. The first spurt hit my forehead and the rest landed on my chest and belly. He kept riding me. Our eyes met. I shot my load up his ass. He collapsed on the bed next to me and said, “Damn, that hurt at first.” I asked if it always hurt him at entry. His response was, “You were the first up my ass.” So wow, if I had known it was his first time I might have been gentler. But he seemed to enjoy it.

We showered again and headed to the grocery store. I was planning on cooking dinner. Groceries seem to be more expensive in California – even the produce. When we got back, the Marine suggested that we take a walk to the Oceanside Pier. That led to a wonderful afternoon. We rented fishing poles, bought some bait squid and went toward the middle of the pier. I love fishing. Amazingly I caught a halibut. That was a feisty fish. But when I finally got it out of the water it was almost 29” long. Thankfully it was of legal length. I asked the Marine if he could clean a fish. He could. So for dinner we had broiled halibut. That night we again traded fucks – I learned that he preferred a hard fuck to a gentle fuck and that grunt had a nasty mouth. I hope there were no families in the next condo. Once he gave me his ass he became somewhat of a power bottom.

We spent the next day on the beach – Southern California was having a heat wave – temperatures were in the 80s F. It was so cool to lie next to him on the beach. Men and women appreciated the Marine’s body – and I’m sure they were wondering why I was there with him. But who cares. The only thing that concerned him was that we might see someone he knew – but this was a Monday – so the likelihood of that was slim. We rubbed sunscreen on each other and every once in a while would hit the surf. It was a great day – but I did get a little too much sun – even with the maximum SPF available.

We were in bed early Monday night – the Marine told me he wanted to take me somewhere the next day. In the middle of the night I woke up with his ass grinding against my cock. I reached around and felt his dick – it was hard. He whispered that he wanted my cock up his ass. That’s what he got. I like fucking a guy who lies on his side – I straddle one leg – hold the other on my shoulder. My cock then goes in deep into his ass and my balls get massage as I ride him. The Marine liked this position as well. I was stroking his cock with my hand – matching the rhythm of my cock in his ass. He was almost whimpering – all between the swear words that he was saying. I pulled out and shot my load on his cock – then jacked him. It wasn’t long before he too ejaculated. We kissed, fell back into our spoon position and drifted back off to sleep.

We were up early the next morning. He took me to the Mission at San Luis Rey. He said he often went there when he needed to get away from the world. What a beautiful mission. We walked the gardens. He was worried about another tour in the Middle East. As we sat by a fountain he became very emotional. It was a hard thing to see. He said it was the first time he ever told anyone that he was afraid. He relayed horror stories of action in Iraq – he had witnessed death and injury. He had killed. We went into the chapel at the Mission and I watched as he prayed. We went back to the condo and I held him for almost two hours.

When he had pulled himself together, we ate an early dinner and sat on the patio for the rest of the afternoon and early evening. We shared life stories – mine of course was longer than his – but his was full of parental indifference and years of struggling to accept his homosexuality. That was an enlightening and very difficult afternoon/evening. We killed the bottle of Patron and went for a walk on the beach. We ended the night back in bed – fucking and sucking for hours. He was up the next morning at 06:00. He got his uniform from his SUV. We showered, he dressed, we kissed at the door and he was gone. He was back in Marine mindset.

Later that morning I took a cab to the Amtrak station. I was off to San Diego. He called later that night to apologize for being so emotional. I told him not to worry – that’s what friends are for. He hasn’t gone back to the Middle East yet – but it looks as if he still might. He tells me he will visit me soon – he’s never been to the Midwest. I hope that the does. He’s a guy that I could learn to love – I always seem to fall for the damaged guys!

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From Used to Abuser

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Three Massages

Over the last few days I have had the chance to give massages to three really nice guys. I have always enjoyed the feeling of my hands and mouth on a guy’s body. I have developed a massage technique that some guys think is quite professional – but I would never call myself that. I often joke with my friend Ian that I am the luckiest boy in the world. For those not up on obscure pop culture references, that is the final song that Pee Wee Herman sings in the stage show of Pee Wee’s Playhouse. Pee Wee has been granted his wish to fly. Somewhere in my past I must have made a wish to have sex with cool guys. It seems most of the time my wish comes true.A & F Guy

Sometimes massages don’t quite work out as I plan. For the last year I have been providing massages to a twenty-three years old graduate student in business. He is the epitome of the Abercrombie and Fitch type. He is impeccably manicured: short spiked but relaxed brown hair; smooth, muscular, cut body with little hair; and shaved pubic area. He has a long uncut cock – one of the most beautiful cocks I have seen. Usually, I massage him, play with his ass and then finish him off with a hand job. He likes me to be naked when I massage him. He has never wanted me to suck him off. But our pattern changed on this past Saturday. I started the massage as usual, played with his ass and spent a fair amount of time massaging his small, firm prostate.

He asked me to come up to the front of the table where his head was. He reached out and grabbed my cock. I was surprise when he took my cock in his mouth. I immediately got hard and he did his best to take all my cock. He told me to get up on the table. I lay on my back with my knees bent. He climbed between my legs and continued to suck me. He was inexperienced – I could tell that by the occasional scrapping of his teach on the sides of my thick cock. I held his head and gently fucked his face. The whole time I was telling him what a good cocksucker he was. He wanted to change position. He sat on the floor next to the massage table, head against the edge, and I straddled his body and fucked his face. He was beating off. I was so turned on. I never thought that this guy would ever be sucking my cock. When I was ready to cum I pulled out of his mouth and started jacking my cock. I figured that he wanted me to cum on his face. Instead, he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. I perfectly laid my load on his tongue and then filled his mouth again with my cock. He swallowed my load. He grunted and shot his load. I felt some of his cum hit my left leg. He continued to suck my cock until it went soft.

We decided to have a beer and talk. We moved to my leather sofas. He sat across from me – cock and balls casually flopping on the leather. What a beautiful man! This was the first time we had an extended conversation about anything other than sex. But we did talk about what had just happened. He told me that he was finally comfortable enough with me to try things he had always wanted to do. Eventually, he wants my cock up his ass. I’m up for that!After a couple of beers and intimate conversation I finished the massage. He was going away for a week. We made plans to get together for another beer next week before classes start.

Matt

A couple of nights ago I got a response to a profile that I have on an adult site offering free massages with a happy ending. The guy who sent the message was a graduate student at the university. He had just moved to town and was looking to make some new friends. He wrote that he had never been with a guy before. But there was just something about my offer that intrigued him. His stats were: white, 25 years old, 6’2”, 200 lbs, muscular, 7” cock, smooth all over. He attached a series of pictures that made me immediately respond to his message. This guy was drop dead gorgeous. He had dark hair, a nice tan, and muscles for days and that was before I got to the picture of his cock. What a beautiful cock!

He dropped by early Sunday evening. I could tell he was nervous. We talked for about half an hour. He was from a small town in Oklahoma – had the slight twang in his voice that reminded me of the southwest. There was an attitude about him that I liked – slightly cocky but not arrogant. This was a guy who had probably always gotten what he wanted out of life. I suggested that he get naked and on the massage table. He stood up and removed his short and shirt – this was a guy who went commando. I made a comment about his not wearing underwear. His response was, “I like my balls to swing free.”As soon as I touched his body I realized how muscular he really was. His skin was smooth and sucked up the mineral oil. I always start massaging a guy at his feet while he is on his stomach. By the time I got to his ass he was relaxed and enjoying the feeling. I could have bounced a quarter off his ass it was so firm. As I rubbed between his cheeks he slightly spread his legs. Interesting! My index finger bushed against his anus – he moaned and spread his legs farther apart. He said, “I like my ass played with. I used to have a girl who would do that.” So I played with his ass. He was squirming on the table and I could see his cock snaking its way to an erection between his legs. I leaned in and rimmed him. He said, “Fuck. Never had that done.” As I ate his ass I found his cock with my hand. I then alternated between his cock and ass with my mouth. I had his cock in my mouth when I heard him say, “Here it comes!” He emptied his load in my mouth. My first thought was how much his cum had a mild vanilla taste. I was expecting him to cum and then flee like some straight guys do. But he stayed. I kept massaging as he came down from his orgasm. When he turned over his cock was hard again and he had the biggest grin on his face. Almost like he was saying – you suck and I’ll give you as many loads as you want. Oh to be young!

I was happy to discover that he had sensitive nipples. He had small aureoles and pert firm nipples. I sucked on them and he moaned. By the time I got back down to his cock there was a puddle of pre-cum pooled on his abdomen. I collected it with my tongue and drank every drop. I looked up and he was watching me. He asked, “Do you really like the taste that?” I told him more than he would ever know. He said, “Good, there’s more where that came from.”

I took my time draining him of the second load. But it had just as sweet of a taste as the first. I looked up and he was smiling. He was beautiful. He asked if he could come back sometime. I told him that he had a standing invitation to come by whenever he wanted to. He dressed and I walked him to the lobby of the building. I definitely look forward to his next visit.

Bubba

There are some guys that I meet that I instantly like. Bubba was one of those guys. We met online about three years ago. It took a while to arrange a time for him to come over – he is married and works a swing shift. The first time we got together he was trashed. I picked him up at a local bar to avoid him driving drunk. He’s a handsome guy – salt and pepper hair, tanned skin from hours of golf and yard work, carries a few extra pounds but they look very good on him. I massaged him and then we fell into the bed where I sucked him. We kissed and held each other – I think I was the first guy he had kissed – maybe even the first guy he had been with – not sure if my memory is accurate about that.

We have chatted on a regular basis since then. He has gained a little more experience with guys– the hottest being his experience with several guys at an adult bookstore in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina during a golfing vacation. There were several times that he said he would drop my place – but never did. So I expected that we would remain chat and buddies and that’s it.

This past Wednesday he told me that he would be at the neighborhood bar down the street and wondered if I would like for him to drop by after he played some poker. Of course I did – but fully expected him to back out. For some reason I was particularly horny on Wednesday. I beat off twice at work and once before I went to bed at midnight. About 00:30 my phone rang. It was Bubba – he was downstairs. I buzzed him in and we settled in on the sofa and chatted for a while – he had a beer and I finished a bourbon and coke from earlier in the evening. I rubbed his neck and then he asked for a massage. I watched as he stripped to get on the table. His body aroused me – not perfect –who really has a perfect body? Well, maybe Matt and A & F guy have close to perfect bodies. But attraction is more than about perfection. Bubba’s body felt good under my hands. When I got to his ass I inserted a finger and rubbed his prostate. I ignored the shit that I encountered – I would clean his ass when I was through. His cock stayed limp through most of the massage. But when I started sucking on it his cock came to life. I think that it helped when I kissed him. The more we kissed – the harder he got.

I suggested that we go upstairs to the bed.He followed me upstairs. For the next hour we made out – kissing, cuddling, and sucking. He is a very good cocksucker. Even though I had already ejaculated 3 times that day he almost made me shoot a load – but unfortunately, it just wasn’t going to happen again. But it felt wonderful. We lay in bed – close to each other – sharing a beer. I finished him off with a long, slow blowjob – his cum tasted great. We held each other for a while before he had to leave – it was almost 03:30. I would have been happy if he would have stayed for the rest of the evening - but the realities of the situation probably would not have allowed that. As he left I encouraged him not to wait another two years to come by. For some reason I believe I’ll see him again within the next couple of weeks – but who knows?

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Want to Screw Me?

I was supposed to have a visit this past Saturday afternoon from a married guy who wanted me to make him my bitch. He wanted his body bound, abused and fucked hard. He works a swing shift at a local plant – from 17:00 until 05:00 each day. I received a text from him at 06:30 on Saturday morning telling me that his ass was sore – seemed he had developed a heat/sweat rash during the night. I think that he just chickened out. I told him to learn to wash better and we would do it another time. I was a little pissed. I had spent a couple of hours the previous evening preparing for his visit. It takes organization and planning to properly abuse a body. I was up early so I decided to walk down to the Farmer’s Market. I found some nice heirloom tomatoes and fresh sweet corn.I enjoyed the leisurely walk. I was thinking that I have lately been giving more than receiving. I decided that I needed to be fucked. I posted an ad – it was simple:

Want to Screw Me?
I need a cock up my ass - that simple.
I'll host today (August 16) and tomorrow (August 17) at my place.
All ages (above 18), races and body types are welcome.
Send your stats (especially cock size) and we can arrange a time for you to drop by.
I'm not a guy who has a lot of time to waste - so only contact me if you are serious.

I had twelve responses. I eliminated eight from consideration because they either didn’t provide enough information or they seemed to be fake. The first guy who wanted to come over was a sexy half Mexican/half white guy. I was impressed when I opened the door. He was 26 years old, about 6’2”, 210, shaved head, goatee – very handsome man. Not much was said. We hugged and I grabbed his crotch – he had a nice thick cock. We went upstairs to the bedroom and I undressed him. His chest was smooth. I sucked on his nipples and he moaned. But I wanted his cock. I took down his pants and his six inch hard cock sprung out. I pushed him on the bed and sucked him for a while. I asked if he had more than one load in him – he told me he did. So I sucked him until he shot a load down my throat. I made a mistake. As soon as he had gotten off and had rested for a while, he decided he needed to leave. That was okay – so I still needed fucking. But he was a nice guy – I think we will get together another time.

The next guy wanted to come by around 14:30. He had to pick up his wife from work at 15:30. He was driving from a town about thirty miles away. He was 36 and was ready to fuck when he walked in the door. He was a plain looking guy – dirty blonde hair, 5’10”, a little gut but just a small one, hairy chest, a seven inch cut cock. I sucked him for just a minute – I didn’t want a repeat of the previous encounter. He told me to get on the bed – he liked it doggy style. He roughly entered my ass and pounded away. After twenty minutes he took a break. I took off the condom and sucked him for a while. He looked at the clock and told me that he had less than ten minutes before he had to leave. He told me to stand and lean over the bed. He stood behind me and fucked me – he told me what a nice ass I have and how good it felt around his thick cock. It felt great – exactly what I needed. He was loud when he came – he pulled out, and shot his load on my ass. He was quickly dressed and out the door – but not before he told me that we would be getting together again soon.

I was ready for a rest. But the third guy wanted to come over at 21:30. He was 20 years-old, wanted his cock sucked and wanted to fuck me. I usually enjoy young guys and most seem to enjoy me. But this guy did nothing for me – and I’m not sure that he was into me. He was cute, thin, bushy brown hair, a computer science major – but reeked of cigarettes and pot – not that I have anything against pot. I asked him if wanted something to drink since he had walked to my place. He had a beer – I had reservations about giving a beer to a twenty year-old – but he was walking. He guzzled the beer and said, “Let’s do it.” We went upstairs and undressed. His cock was thin and about three inches soft. I sucked on his cock and he never achieved an erection. His pubic area smelled unclean – and not in a good way. He apologized for not being able to get erect – said that we would have to do it another time. He dressed and I offered to give him a ride back to his place – but he declined. I don’t think he wanted me to know where he lived – which was okay with me.

The fourth guy asked to come by Sunday night at 21:00 – I almost said no since I usually watch True Blood. I set my TiVo and told him to come on over. He wrote me that he was white, 34, 5’8”, 170, 7” cut cock. He said that he would have as much time as we needed – since he was free for the rest of the evening. He did a good job of describing himself – but he neglected to say that he was handsome as well. We sat on the couch – he was nervous – almost shivering. He told me that he had to confess something: he was married and this was his first time with a guy. He said that he wasn’t sure that he was up for fucking – but he wanted to swap blowjobs. Do these people not read? I wanted to be fucked. This guy was really into kissing – I liked that. He had a firm body – on the hairy side. His cock was hard from the moment he dropped his pants. He licked his way down my body and found my nipples. He really enjoyed torturing my nipples – he had found my weakness – play with my nipples and control me. He moved down and sucked my cock – he was not bad for a beginner. He combined a steady sucking with torturing my tits to send me over the edge. I told him that I was ejaculating and he pulled my cock from his mouth. He watched as I shot my load on my abdomen. He played with the pool of cum. He moved up and lay next to me. Now it was my turn to get him off. His cock fit perfectly down my throat. He wasn’t sure about my finger that was playing with his ass – but enjoyed the feeling of my finger on his prostate. He told me he was about to shoot and tried to pull by head off his cock. When I didn’t pull off he asked, “You really want me to cum in your mouth?” I grunted yes. He gave me a big load – tasted a little bitter. His cock stayed in my mouth – still hard. I remember those days. We held each other and kissed for about another fifteen minutes until he said that his wife was expecting him. I’m not sure if I will see him again – of course up to him. I guess I should send him an email thanking him for a good time.

I did learn a couple of things this past weekend. First, guys do not know how to read. Second, no matter how clear and concise you are about what you are looking for there are always people who show up with their own agenda. It never makes life boring.

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Old Friends and Second Chances

After looking for a screw the previous weekend I rested for a few days. August 23 was my birthday and as a present to myself I bought a sex swing and stand. It is an interesting new toy. I was looking forward to getting my first guy in it.

On Wednesday night I had a call from Fratboy. He wanted to drop by. He had just gotten back from a week-long visit to his parents. We had a few drinks and were talking. He took my hand and placed it on his crotch and said, “I need to get off.” I unzipped him and kneeled between his legs. I pulled down his pants and boxers. His is the most beautiful cock that I suck: long, thick, smooth skin. He loves when I deep throat his cock. His crotch has the smell of young man – fresh but just a little musky. I sucked for a while and then asked him if wanted to try out the swing. After a bit of adjustment he was situated. His legs were in the stirrups and his ass and cock were exposed to be used by my mouth and cock. The nice thing about the swing is that the guy is suspended and the swing itself can be moved. So as I sucked his cock I was moving him more than I was moving my head – a totally different approach to basic cock suckingI played with his ass as I sucked him. I looked into his eyes and he said, “Fuck me.” I sheathed and lubed my cock. His ass was in the perfect position to be fucked. My cock slowly slid up his ass – he swore a little. I grabbed the straps of the swing and pounded away. His body was swinging off and on my cock. I reached down and jacked him. After about five minutes his ass tightened around my cock and he shot his load – big load that landed on his chest and abdomen. I kept fucking. Finally I shot my load up his ass. I reached down and played with his cum. I took my cum drenched hand and put it to his mouth. He licked it clean. By this time my cock was going down and slid out of his ass. I remove the condom and threw it away. We played with the swing for a while. I spun him. We were like two kids. He had to go meet some friends at a local bar – so he dressed and left. That was a good encounter.

About an hour after Fratboy left I received a call from a guy who drops by every once in a while for a blowjob. He is the manager of one of the local big box stores. Nice guy – 28, 6’, 210, hairy body, goatee, red hair, 6” cut cock, a cornfed midwestern guy. I met him online. Our routine is the same each time that he visits. He comes in, without much discussion he drops his pants and underwear. I suck him and he leaves a soon as he comes. But this time he seemed to be more relaxed. He talked more before removing his pants. He took more control – holding my head and guiding my mouth on his cock. He was more verbal – telling me how much he enjoyed my mouth – moaning when his cock bottomed out in my throat. He was almost ready to cum when his phone rang. He knew the ring tone and said he had to answer it. As I sucked him, he talked to his wife. I could hear her voice – they talked about who would be watching the kids on Saturday. For some reason hearing them talk was hot.

He ended the call – grabbed my head and pounded my face. It didn’t take him long to cum in my mouth. Instead of dressing and leaving he stayed and rubbed my head as I cleaned him up. I kept sucking and he got hard again. I played with his nipples and that helped him shot a second load. He hung around for another ten minutes and then dressed and left. I guess he is getting more comfortable with getting blown.

Thursday was a busy day at work. I didn’t get home until well after 21:00. I stopped by and picked up Chinese food and was looking forward to a quiet few hours before climbing into bed. I had that, but had no sooner turned off the lights and got into bed then my phone rang. I was the 20 year-old guy from the previous weekend when I was looking to be fucked. He asked if I was interested in trying again. He apologized for the last time he was over – said that was a rough weekend. I told him to come on by – I’d buzz him in and the apartment door would be open. He should just come upstairs. He was at my place in 15 minutes. He was cleaner this time – actually had a pleasant smell. He removed his clothes and lay next to me in the bed. He reached for my cock. He kissed me. Hell, even his mouth tasted good. I felt his body – it was smooth and firm. I found his cock – this time he was hard – about 6.5” and thinner than normal – whatever normal is. He licked down my body and sucked me for a while. But then he moved to my balls and the next thing that I knew he was eating my ass. I wasn’t sure how clean I was – but he didn’t seem to mind. He looked over my cock and asked if I was ready to be fucked. I reached over and got the lube off the bedside table and handed it to him. He smiled. My legs were on his shoulders. He lubed his cock and put it in my ass. I watched his face as he pumped my ass. He was so into fucking me. It didn’t take long before he started a series of grunts – then he shot his load up my ass. When he pulled his cock out of my ass he went back to my cock. He sucked me to an orgasm – but it took him a while. He swallowed every drop. We lay together for about an hour. He kept apologizing for the previous weekend. It was now about 02:00. I told him he could stay if he wanted but I needed to get to sleep. He decided to head home. It is funny. I was so turned off by our first meeting. I guess it pays to give second chances.

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Ass Master

I have many peculiarities. One is that I enjoy playing with a guy’s ass – whether it be with toys or with my hand. There is just something wonderful about the feeling on being deep in an ass. Unfortunately, it is difficult to find a guy who is adventurous enough to want his ass stretched. But I have met a guy who is really into having his ass played with.Ben is a twenty year-old guy. He’s 6’6’, 185, smooth body, dark skin (Persian ancestors), cut 7” cock. He contacted me looking for a Daddy type to use him. I’m not so big into playing the daddy role – I feel old enough – but he was a nice kid so I decided to meet him. He came over last night at 21:00. I was impressed by him. He was intelligent and had a unique physical appearance. His face was almost feminine – but his body was masculine, lean and long. We talked for a while – he told me of being laid off from his job and how hard he was working to find another. I don’t doubt he will find another job soon. He told me that he had tried having other guys put their hands up his ass but it always hurt – even caused bleeding. I explained that they didn’t know what they were doing, that was dangerous and it could cause serious damage to his intestines. I asked what lube they had used – he said regular water-based lube. That was one of the issues. The best lube to use for putting your hand up a guys ass is still Crisco shortening – but never butter flavored unless you want to smell like you have been baking for days after using it in your ass.

I suggested that we head into the next room so that I could play with his ass. It was all very comfortable. He removed his clothes and climbed on my massage table. He loosened his ass up by sitting on a rather large dildo – probably about fourteen inches long and two inches thick. He took about two-thirds of the length in his ass. It was fascinating to watch. But he wasn’t here to have me watch him fuck himself with a dildo.

He was on his knees. I opened the can of Crisco and put a huge glob on his ass. I pushed some of the shortening up his hole. The more I massaged, the looser he became. First two fingers, then three fingers went up his ass. He was amazed that it was feeling good and there was no pain. Before I knew it, I had my hand up to almost the wrist in his ass. But he could take no more. His ass was clenching around my hand – I fucked him with long slow thrusts.

I told him to flip over on his back – my hand still in his ass. His cock was hard. I continued to fuck him with my hand. He loved it. I put some Crisco on my left hand and played with his cock. He told me that no other guy had ever cared about getting him off. It was more difficult than I thought to beat him off and fuck his ass with my hand. He took over the masturbation and I concentrated on making him feel good. I watched as he threw his head back and shot his load on his chest. His ass pulsed as he ejaculated.

I pulled my hand out of his ass and used some paper towels to clean the Crisco off his body. I watched as his sphincter tightened back up. I was surprised that it recovered so quickly. Once I had him clean – he asked me to fuck him. So I did. Not a tight ass – but hell I had just had my hand up there. But it was not so loose that I didn’t give him a load. We both enjoyed that fuck.

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Labor Day Weekend 2009 - Part 1

My life was consumed with work last week – worked fourteen hour days and got little sleep. I did have time to see Fratboy twice – once on Monday and again on Thursday. I love sucking his cock and he has one of the tightest, sweetest asses I have had in a while. But nothing else much happened until Friday. Then suddenly I became popular.Between two really boring meetings on Friday, I decided to walk to a local Indian restaurant and have lunch. It was a beautiful day and I needed to get outside for a while. On my way back to my second meeting I received an email from a guy named Eric. He had posted a personal ad wanting a guy to suck his cock while he was in town for Saturday’s football game. It would be the first time he had a guy’s mouth on his cock. I had last chatted with him on Wednesday – so I figured he had lost interest. His email was simple, “Can you suck me at about 6 pm today?” My answer was simple too, “Yes – here are directions to my place…” I was home from work by 17:30 – opened a beer and waited for him to drop by. He had sent me pictures and stats - 39, nice looking, blonde shoulder length hair, 5’10”, 170, naturally little body hair, 7.5” cut cock. He arrived at about 18:10. He was nervous – but not to the point of fleeing. We did little talking. We stood in the foyer. I rubbed his cock. He was hard. I dropped to my knees, unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out of the fly of his boxer briefs. It was a nice cock – pale white, almost translucent – I could see the veins and arteries - and smooth. I licked the head and asked if he want to sit on the couch. He said, “No! Just suck my fuckin’ cock before I change my mind!” I did. I deep throated his cock and he moaned. He grabbed the back of my head and fucked my face. Within in a few minutes his balls drew up close to his body and he shot his load down my throat. He leaned back against the wall to steady himself – I drank every drop of his cum. He stroked the back of my head and told me how good that felt. Bu then he seemed to gather himself and the flee instinct took over. He said that he was sorry but he had to go. I told him that I understood. He thanked me as he left. The entire visit did not last more than ten minutes.

I took a shower and had planned to walk down the street to my favorite bar. The warm shower felt good. I lay on the bed naked and enjoyed the nice feeling of just having a virgin cock in my mouth. The phone rang. It was a California number – I thought about not answering it – but I work with a group of people based in California – could be one of them. It turned out to be a guy that I had chatted with last January when I was in San Diego. He was suppose to come by my hotel room in San Diego – but had to cancel at the last minute. His name is Dave.

Dave is married and has recently started fantasizing about fucking a guy’s ass – but afraid to do anything with a local guy for fear of exposure. I don’t understand that – seems to me he could find a local guy – especially in San Diego – who was discreet and respectful of his privacy. He was on I-65 close to my town – I didn’t ask more. He wanted to come by. I gave him directions – he was at my door in thirty minutes. Dave is tall – 6’4” – and muscular with short brown hair that he wears in a crew cut. He asked if we could start with a massage. I quickly set up the table. I had to piss - when I came back he was stripped and lying face down on the table. I massaged the backside of his body – he seemed to enjoy it. When he turned over – I was impressed. His chest was covered with thick light brown hair. His pecs were solid and topped with small nipples. The hair continued over his flat stomach. His cock was hard – must have been at least 8”, cut and thick. I finished the massage and sucked his cock for a while. But he was there to fuck. He told me to lie face down over the edge of the massage table. He lubed his cock and put it up my ass. He was not gentle. Obviously the fuck he had fantasized about bordered on rape. But I took what he gave me – and he gave it hard. I gripped the table as he fucked me from behind. He lay across my back – I could feel his hairy chest. He ground against me – huffing and puffing. His cock stimulated my prostate, his hands found my nipples, he twisted them roughly. That was all I needed. I shoot my load between my body and the table. I knew he felt my ass tighten. He kept fucking. Finally, after what must have been half an hour he filled my ass with his cum. He collapsed on my back. We stayed that way for a while. Finally, his cock slipped from my ass and he stood.

The room had gotten warm and was filled with the smells of sweat and cum. He asked if he could shower. I showed him upstairs. We talked as he showered. He was visiting Chicago with his wife – something about a family wedding. He had to drive to Indianapolis for business and just took the chance that I would be available on his return trip. I’m glad that I was.

I still had not made it down to the bar – but I wasn’t complaining. I thought about going to the bar smelling of sex – cum dripping out of my ass – but decided to take a shower and clean up. I was just about ready to walk out the door when my phone rang. It was the Alpha Male. Now I had just been fucked hard and wasn’t sure I was up for more. But I answered the phone. He asked what I was doing. I told him I was just heading out the door to have a drink at a local bar. He said, “Which one – I’ll meet you there.” I told him and then walked down. He was there in thirty minutes – it gave me time to have a few beers. He looked even better than he did when I saw him this past summer. He was more tanned and had a thick five-o’clock shadow. He sat down at the bar next to me and ordered two shots of jack Daniels. He handed one to me, we touched glasses and then drank. We stayed at the bar until about 02:30. We shot pool and talked – really the first time we had spent any time together where fucking or sucking wasn’t involved. He still had a girlfriend – though he didn’t seem happy about the way things were going. I beat him in six games of eight-ball – he was good – but I was better.

As we walked back up the hill to my apartment he morphed from the nice guy to drink with to the demanding fucker that I had known before. He pulled me behind a large bush, no more than ten feet from the street and told me to get down and suck his cock. Even though it was early in the morning, cars were still on the road. I took out his cock and deep-throated him. He fucked my face and quickly shot his load. He told me to get off my knees before a cop came by. He zipped up and we walked to my place. We went directly to bed. And without much fanfare his cock was up my ass. I was a little sore from my previous fuck that evening – but there is just something about the way Alpha Male fucked me that took away the pain. Even as he assaulted my ass and tortured my nipples with his hands, I felt safe. My mind went to a happy place as he fucked me – I know that my sound stupid – it is something that rape victims sometimes say. But I was so happy being fucked by Alpha Male. He shot his load in my ass and before I knew it he was lying next to me gently snoring as he cuddled against me.

I was awakened when he got up to take a piss. I could feel his cum oozing out of my ass. He came back to bed and spooned against my back. He was hard again – oh to be young. He slid his cock up my ass as we lay on our sides. He reached around and jacked my cock as he fucked me. It didn’t take me long to shoot my load. He told to eat my cum that had squirted on his hand. I did. It wasn’t long before he filled my ass with another load. His cock stayed in my ass as we both feel back to sleep. I heard his phone alarm sound at 10:00. He said he had to leave – lunch with girlfriend at noon. I watched as he dressed. I got up and saw him to the door. He said we would do it again soon. I sat on the toilet for a while, took a shower and got ready to go to the football game. I was hosting my boss and his wife. I have season tickets. We won and everybody had a good time.

I was at home by 17:30. I fell into the bed got a few hours of sleep. I was awakened by the lobby callbox phone. It was a guy who I had met when I first came to town three years ago. I had sucked his cock and never heard from him again - until about a week ago when he messaged me. I had forgotten that he was coming over. He wanted a massage and a blowjob. We talked as I set up the table. This guy is 45, 6’3”, 200? Lbs, naturally smooth body, has long hair that he wears in a pony tail.. He’s an ex-marine who served in the first Gulf War. He sustained some back injuries – but acupuncture seems to be relieving some of his pain. These days he works in heating and air conditioning. His body is tight – quite spectacular for a guy his age. But what is truly impressive is his nine inch cock. It is not thick - but just wide enough to perfectly fit down my throat. Now the ex-marine is a real ladies man. Married to a non-sexual wife, he sees several women for extracurricular sex. He tells me he has only had blowjobs from guys – and few of those.

I massaged him and spent a lot of time on his ass. He liked to have it. I massaged his prostate and he began moaning. It was a solid, healthy prostate. He told that he didn’t know what I was doing but that I needed to stop before he came. I backed off and continued the massage. When I finally got to his cock he was hard. I took his cock down my throat and snaked my finger back up his ass. As soon as I found his prostate again his cock hardened. I knew that he was not far from shooting. I played with him for a while – almost letting him orgasm – but pulling back just as it was about to happen. He finally whimpered, “Please let me cum.” So I did. His orgasm was spectacular to see. His muscles tightened, he grabbed the sides of the table, he screamed fuck and shot his load down my throat. As he was coming down he told me that was the hardest he had ever come and that I was the first to have a finger up his ass. He left with a smile on his face and a promise to return very soon. I went to bed and slept until about 08:00 on Sunday.

I awoke to my phone announcing that I had a new email message. It was the Mexican-American guy from the weekend I was looking to be screwed. He said that he was horny and wanted to come by. I jumped in the shower to clean off and wake myself up. He arrived just as I was getting out of the shower. I buzzed him in, wrapped myself in a towel and went downstairs to let him in. He rode his bicycle – since his car was still at the University. He had attended a festival the previous night and had consumed enough beer to not drive. We went upstairs and we hugged and kissed. He has a pierced tongue – I didn’t remember that from before. We continued to kiss as I removed his clothing. We fell on the bed and made out for a good twenty minutes – hands roaming over each other’s bodies. I moved down and sucked his cock. He moaned as I deep throated him and enjoyed it when I licked his balls. I licked my way back up his body and we kissed again. I like a guy who is a good kisser. I turned my back to him and he humped my ass. I told him that the condoms and lube were on the bedside table. He lubed, put the condom on and then lubed again. He placed the head of his cock oat my ass and in one push buried himself in me. He fucked me in every position – doggy-style, on my back with my legs on his shoulders and on our sides. His cock felt great in my ass – his cock was hitting all the right spots. He started fucking me hard and then after a series of loud grunts – shoot his load. We both were sweaty. He pulled his cock out of my ass, removed the condom and asked where he should put it. I told him to put it on the dresser and I would dispose of it later. He lay by me and we talked. He wasn’t looking forward to the ride back home – he had to ride up a hill. I offered to give him a ride. We loaded his bike into my Pacifica. I dropped him off at a parking lot behind the house that he shares with a woman. I look forward to seeing him again.

I was surprised to get a call from Mark at about 13:00. I’ve sucked his cock for about a year now. He and his wife recently moved to southern Indiana. He is assuming control of the family farm – they raise hogs, cattle and corn. I have great respect for family farmers – they have it tough these days. Mark was in town to collect the last few boxes in a storage unit. He makes a good farmer. He is blonde, little body hair, 5’8”, 180 or so. He used to work on a beer truck – so he has muscles from physical labor. Usually I massage him – but he didn’t have time for that. We went upstairs and he removed him clothes. His 6.5” cut cock was already hard. He likes when I put my Doc Johnson Pleasure Wand up his ass. He once asked me to fuck him. But when he saw the thickness of my cock backed out. I sucked his cock and played with his ass. He wanted me to hold off on the pleasure wand until he had cum once – he needed to dump a load quickly. It wasn’t long before he did – and I swallowed every drop. Mark had traditionally been a one cum guy. He would get off and then I would suck and lick his body as he came down from his orgasm. What I learned is that his ass gets very sensitive once he ejaculates – so sensitive that it was painful when I inserted the pleasure wand. So he is still a one cum kind of guy. He dressed and we talked. Both of us are hoping he will be able to get into town every once in a while. If not, I may have to rent a cheap motel room near him.

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Labor Day Weekend – Part 2

It is not often that I travel outside my own zip code to have sex – unless I am traveling for work. Late Sunday afternoon I was relaxing after an active few days of sex. I was on YIM when I received a message from a handle that I did not recognize. He identified himself by his handle on one of the adult hook-up sites that I like. I checked out his profile and liked what I saw. He was 35, divorced, 5’8’, 150 lbs, short blonde hair, fu manchu style mustache. His pictures showed a thin, muscular body. His profile also spoke of only meeting up with women. But as we chatted he told me he was interested in hooking up with guys. He met a guy recently who sucked his cock – but the guy he was meeting made him nervous. He asked if I wanted to drive over. He lives about 45 miles from me – so not a bad drive on a warm summer night.He gave me his address and contact info and we agreed that I would be at his place at 21:00. I was there at 21:00 and knocked on his door – no response. I was about to be pissed if I had driven for an hour and been stood up. I went back to my car and called him. He apologized and said he would be there in five minutes. He got sidetracked when he took his kids to his mother’s house. I recognized him from his pictures as soon a she drove up. I got out and shook his hand. He had a firm grip. We went into his place. It smelled of cigarettes – not very appealing to me. But I was there and would shower when I got home. He invited me to sit down while he went to the bathroom. When he came back into the room he stood across the room and smoked a couple cigarettes. He put in a porn video – an orgy of men and women fucking in various rooms of a house – big cocks pummeling loose pussies and asses.

He once again told me that he was new at meeting guys – but he was comfortable. I told him to sit next to me. I reached for his cock and he mine. Our clothes came off quickly. He had a good body – smooth with hair in all the right places: armpits and pubic area. I sucked on his nipples – his skin was salty tasting. I licked down his body and found a nice 7.5” cut cock. We shifted into a sixty-nine position. He did a good job of sucking my cock. He roughly shoved a finger up my ass. I did the same to him – but I was centered in on his prostate. That sent him over the edge. He shot a load down my throat. I kept sucking and he stayed hard. He positioned my body on the sofa and entered me from behind. He knew how to use his cock – he threw me a long fuck. After about twenty minutes he gave me another load – this time up my ass. When we finished he told me that I was the first guy who he had fucked in the ass – and he enjoyed it. I was also the only person to massage his prostate. He was all about getting together again – kept mentioning it. I drove home with his load still in my ass. When I got home I showered to get the cigarette stench off my body and sent him an email thanking him for a good time.

Today I received the following message:

Have to tell you, I had a really good time with you. You were very cool, and nice, and made me feel pretty comfortable with everything. I haven't had alot of experience with that. Like I said, you were the 1st for a couple of things. Had a fun time, want you to know that, will keep in touch, see ya later. Bye!

Now to me that sounds like I just received the brush off - but only time will tell.

I ate lunch on Labor Day at my boss’s house. He and his wife always throw a party for faculty, staff and grad students in the school. The food was great. The beer was plentiful. I made it home by 20:00 with a pretty good buzz – without making a fool of myself by hitting on any handsome grad students.

I parked my car in the garage and decided to walk down to my local bar. I was having a good time playing pool and drinking more beer. I had wisely taken the day after Labor Day off from work – I knew that I would probably want to sleep in late. I had just finished a game of pool when in walked Seth. I had met Seth about a month earlier at this bar. I hadn’t expected to see him on Labor Day. We had a few beers and decided to go back to my place. He was ready – as soon as we got in my apartment door he pushed me against the wall and kissed me. He ground his body into mine. I said that we should go upstairs. We each removed our clothes and met in the middle of the bed. He went down on my cock. It didn’t take me long to reward his efforts with a big load of cum. He drank it all. He wanted me to fuck him. I had just cum – so it would be a while before I got hard again. I pulled out a medium sized dildo and stuck it up his ass. I sucked his cock as the dildo went in and out of his ass. He took the larger dildo and stuck it up my ass. It was a weird position. My mouth on his cock, my hand ramming a dildo in and out of his ass, and his hand ramming a dildo in my ass. He told me he wanted to fuck me. He got between my legs and jacked my legs up on to his shoulders. His cock went into my ass. I could hear the slapping of his body against mine as he fucked me. That lasted about 10 minutes before he wanted me to suck his cock again. So we went back to me sucking his cock and a dildo up his ass. It wasn’t long before he had a screaming orgasm and gave me his cum. We collapsed into a pile of sweat and cum. All he said was, “That was different!” I laughed because it definitely was.

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