Thursday, November 25, 2010

Hot Married Cheater

5'9" 175 very athletic 42 married read his response to my CL ad. He was seemingly all of those things. ...that and a nice 7" dick.

To say he is a serial cheater is like saying I'm celibate.

He's married, has a girlfriend and has a regular cocksucker. How he found even 20 minutes for me is impressive. He even put me off once because his girlfriend texted him and wanted to get fucked. He obliged..........then came over.

"Brian" told me he fucked his girlfriend an hour or so before he came over and hadn't washed up. I told him not to.

Yes, I went down on him with this girl-dipped dick. It wasn't horrible by any means. And fuck man - he was hard (again) and into it, so why shouldn't I have just gone with it? So I did.

I love guys who are this sexual. Whether it is addiction or not, I don't know, but the guys who need this much attention are so into it, it is borderline hot and perverted. Neither are a bad thing.

He stood in my hotel room with his pants unzipped and unbuckled. The opening was butterflied almost - the pants were never dropped, just enough to expose his cock, bush and to pull out his balls.

It was a nice meaty 7", just like he said. I could see why his wife, gf and cocksucker liked it. I could see why he was always in need. But that was more his brain than his rod.

He stood there trying to demean me with nasty names. It was hot, but if he thinks he was getting to me mentally that way, that train has long left the station. It is more of a turn on to me than verbal abuse.....but fuck, like I said, it turned him on and me.

He was rock hard too. Again, impressive since he had just did the deed. I had to work at it a little harder, but I was into it, he was into it, we were going to make it succeed.

Part was him standing there letting me work my mouth and tongue in expert fashion. Some of it was him gripping my head and fucking my face. I'm good with both of those methods.

The closer he got, the harder he got and the more verbal he got. All turn-ons.

I can't say his load was plentiful when he popped in my mouth, but really I wasn't expecting him too. As much as he plays, how much juice could be in those bags at any one time?

Like with his gf fuck, he just tucked back in without cleaning himself off. I think he goes around trying to smell like sex. Maybe that's what keeps him going.

I'd do him again for sure....maybe though on a day he doesn't do it with someone else. I'll let someone else have sloppy seconds.......or thirds.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Columbus - Better than the Night Before

42, 5 10, 6.5-7 cut, mod hairy with short dark hair and eyes, was how his response to my CL ad read.

Having had lived in this city umpteen billion years ago it seems, the more things change, the more they stay the same. Especially the people.

The guy didn't have enough brains to create an email account that didn't include his entire real name. One I recognized. One I knew of (but not knew) when I lived here oh so many years ago. A quick search brought up info on him and an image confirming it was who I thought it might be.

Maybe he does have brains and just doesn't give a shit what anyone thinks. I certainly have more respect for him if that were true.

I had alluded to my like for having my chest played with and how that got me into trouble. He took all the right signals of what that could mean for him and went with it. Not the best looker, but he was smart.

He came over when he said he would and came up right behind me and rubbed my nipples through my t-shirt ever so gently. Perfect.

The guy knew how to use those hands too and soon he could have done anything to me. But we all know what that 'anything' was.

There was a little sucking but not a lot - on either of our parts. We got right down to business. He had this to work with, which actually was nicer than he described.

We got down to some serious fucking. Almost all positions.

This was an ok day/morning but not a warm one. The guy sweated like no one's business. He was dripping all over me, be it on my back or front - depending on if I were on my back or bent over. We did it all.

It wasn't a short fuck....maybe 40 minutes. He took his time and I let him. I was in no rush to go anywhere and he was doing an admirable job.

I'm not sure why but at the last second he pulled out and shot all over me. I guess it can be kind of hot, but I was not sure of the rationale for it all. It seems like a waste to me, but that's me. We all have our likes and dislikes.

There was no heartfelt goodbyes. He just pulled on his jeans and walked out the door. I beat off and checked out of the hotel.


Saturday, November 13, 2010

Columbus Fail

35, 5'11,193 lbs,don't worry gentlemen its all muscle.

So said his Manhunt ad. It also said he was all bottom. But my ad pretty much says the same thing - so why would he contact me?

He did have a great body.

...and he wanted to suck me. But his ad said he wanted to take it up the ass. I kind of relented - partially in hopes of maybe he'd use his big dick on me instead.

And you don't have to tell me - I hate when guys try that switcheroo with me, yet here I was doing it for the same scam. Guilty as charged.

It turns out I shouldn't have bothered.

He did show up, though 40 minutes late. I had already turned out the lights and gone to bed in my hotel room. He looked ok, but not nearly as good as his pics. He was way worn out - tired, haggard and just iffy.

He sucked ok, but I wasn't really into it. It turns out what he really wanted was for me to tail him. I tried, but you know me - I wasn't great at it. I got it in, and out - a few times....but I couldn't keep stiff enough to make it happen. We tried a number of positions.

He went down to suck me than to eat my ass. He was ok at it, but nothing great. He was way too everything.

That is when I realized he was probably tweaked and just a little too high to do anything. He couldn't keep his dick hard either though he furiously beat off enough to stand up and cum right on my asshole that he was just eating.

Well some went on my ass, the rest dripped down onto the bed that I had to sleep in that night.

I was ok to see him go. A wasted opportunity, I suppose....for both of us.

Friday, November 05, 2010

BikeGuy Top

After a killer week of work, I needed to blow off some steam.

I had ideas of what I wanted to do, what I thought I needed: that was to be placed on my knees or bent over. Either way I would have been a happy man. Alas, plans change.

I was traveling and finally nearing home and opted to throw my suit coat in my back seat and head into an adult bookstore. Surely there, at the end of most people’s work day, I’d find what I needed/wanted.

Not a lot of cars, in the lot, but enough.

Inside it was not a pretty scene. Folks old enough to my grandpa, others just too obese (not large, but obese) to even consider. That’s my thing. We all have types and that’s not mine.

I went into a booth and hung out watching bad porn. This guy comes by who wants to suck my dick - or so he says. I didn't quite recognize him at first, but like so many people there, a pattern emerges of timing and behavior. I nodded. Down he went.

When after doing an ok suck job, he looked up from between my legs, he said he'd take it up the ass if I wanted him to. That is when I remembered hooking up with him before.

Silently, I signaled him to stand up and turn around. He did as told. He was tight. More to the point, I was thick and he hadn't put enough spit onto my shaft or his hole.

He pulled off a few times to relubricate my dick for his hole. He was still having a little trouble adjusting but he managed. I helped him manage. With my hand on the back of his neck, I pushed him over a bit and his head into the wall and told him to 'shut the fuck up and take it'. He did.

I mostly did that for the guy who appeared at the open booth door to watch. He was a built black man that I had played with in the past, but for right now, he was watching. But he didn't stay.

The guy I was boning told me to 'pound my hole', so I did. Unfortunately, I get carried away sometimes - and clearly I was working out some aggression. But hey, he asked. I further held him to the wall, but it got him too excited and I knew what was about to happen - and I knew what the aftermath would be.

I told him to get his hand off his cock, and tried to smack it away, but he did not listen of comply.

He came. ...and I knew what he'd be done with me once he was done w/his orgasm.

I called him a 'stupid fuck' and told him to get out.

I had to go wash my dick, because even though he looked clean and all, it had ass smell all over it.

After that was done, I walked around some more but had not shaken my top-like mood that I somehow got in. That is not what I walked in the door with. Oh well, I went with it. Sometimes you just have to.

Now into another booth I sat and watched one of the few other non-AARP card carrying members in the place take the one across from me. I'd say he was late 20s, maybe early 30s. Great head of hair and a full beard - and you could tell, a total cocksucker. I let him come over.

Down he went too. He did a much better job at sucking than the last guy, but he could use some coaching. I let him work on me for a bit and we had the occasional guy come by for a gander, but most I waved on. ....then came the black guy again.

He stood. I didn't wave him on. He pulled out his pud to work on. At some point I pulled my cocksucker off me spun his head around and pushed it down on our new friend. Both guys were way into the scene. It worked for me.

The black guy was nicely vocal about 'the cocksucker' and the cocksucker reacted as appropriately as possible with a mouth full of chocolate dick.

The guy on his knees went back and forth for a few minutes until the black guy was ready to unload. There were a few exchanges between the two of us, about how close he was, what he was gonna do with it, how big of a load he know the drill.

I leaned down to the cocksucker and said in his ear, "you WILL swallow every drop". And he did. The black guy really talked him through it but never got all "I'm cumming" about it, but you knew he was. Actually, that was hot. At least to me.

The black guy then turned the cocksucker my way for me to finish off. I loved he didn't leave and stayed until I had done my deed.

There was more exchange between the two of us which took me to the edge. Yeah, I told them all I had a big load and I was gonna choke the guy. Basically I did too.

I held him down tight and blasted off. And kept blasting. Hey, I shoot big.

He kept up with the flow........for a while. Then he struggled. He pulled back, or tried to, so he could accommodate the volume of sperm.

I muttered a few things, like that I wasn't done yet and to keep on taking it.....and the black guy was totally eating it up. You could tell through his smirk.

I made the sucker clean me off and then I tucked in, walked past them off and walked out. I was done.