Saturday, September 15, 2012

Hometown hotel orgy? Make it a Benetton ad.

Sorry for the long absence. Hopefully some of y'all are still out there. It's been a crazy busy year. I'm still getting laid - still getting fucked and fucking my way through life.

I'm back in my hometown, a suburb of a major american city. To escape the family, I hopped on Grindr. I found a 31 yo latino at the local mid-range hotel masquerading as a high class hotel. (If you still have "Tube" television, you're not luxury. Just sayin')  He invited me over for an 11:30P orgy. He said that the other guys were 24, 26 (2), 28 and 31. Sounded good to me.

After working my way through the Rugby awards dinner (and narrowly avoiding the awkward, "What are you doing here" with High School classmates) I worked my way to the elevator where I found the guests of the wedding held on the opposite end of the hotel. I noticed an obviously homosexual (OBVIOUSLY) afro-american guy hanging by the wall, not working his way toward the elevator. Instict kicked in - I knew he would be joining me. I forced my way onto an elevator with the original cast of Cocoon. One noticed my iPhone and began asking me technical questions about her "dumb phone."

Working my way to the room, I was met by my 31 yo latino host - I think his name was Jose. Moderate hair on his chest closely clipped., I could tell he was working hard at working out - he was clearly doing a body transformation and doing hard work. He ushered me in and introduced me to a 26 yo thin bottom boy. Bottom boy (I never did get his name) was nerdy cute. Shortly after, the guy from the lobby came in, we'll call him A. You see, A turned out to be the commentary man. He had an opinion on EVERYTHING, and EVERYTHING came with a lisp.

Jose and Nerdy Cute (NC) were making out quickly, then another latino guy came in, stood awkwardly against the wall and left in 2 minutes. Jose laid down next to me, started making out with me, and NC went to sucking on Jose and me for the next 10 minutes while A worked his cell phone and commented on who knows what.

We finally got A naked ,but I wanted NOTHING to do with him. His attitude, lisp and general running commentary were distracting at best. Jose, NC and I went about our business for about a half hour - trading head fairly equally, eating NC's ass, and having a fairly decent time.

Being one to get things going, I announced, "It's time to get your ass fucked," and grabbed the lube to slick up my cock. NC's eyes got wide and he pled that I take it easy. I slid in all too easily - NC had clearly taken a good cock or two in his day. Within a minute flat, I was balls deep and he was bucking back for more. I pulled him off his stomach and started drilling - slow at first, and then really deep. Here's the issue - the more I fucked, the more the room began to stink like shit. I looked down and everything was clean - but the smell was somewhat overwhelming.

As I'm thinking I'm ready to pass him over, in walks the next contestant. 6' of prime boymeat, Joe was some rough-trade appearing white boy. Turns out he was a former marine by the USMC tattoo right above his ass like a tramp-stamp. NOT SURE HOW THAT WORKS......but I decided that he was going to be the one to get my load.

We all continued to fuck around - A continuing to provide commentary. Joe commented at one point, "Enough with the Colored Commentary." I have to admit, I didn't think he was going to be that clever - but it was slightly awkward blatant racism during an orgy that really could have been a United Colors of Benetton ad. At any rate, Jose was balls deep in Joe for a while. I went back to fucking NC - he was clearly NOT up for a marathon - he kept pushing me out of him as a reflex. Poor guy - he wasn't in it for the seed.

I tapped out Jose and started to drive into Joe. His ass had CLEARLY been passed around the corps. Hot body, cute little bubble ass....but damn Gina, that hole was wrecked. Felt good, but not much resistance at all. After a bit, I pulled out .... more like flopped out. A finally decided to fuck - and fuck he did. He actually put on a pretty hot show, since he wasn't speaking.....

I caught a glimpse of the clock and decided that it was time for me to unload and head home. I slid back into Joe, and he begged for my seed. That was all I needed to push me over the edge. I spilled a little bit of cum into his ass and pulled out. I began to play with his prostate with my finger and he asked if I could cum again looking at my hard cock. I laughed and said yes, and drove in balls deep in one stroke. With some cum in his ass it felt better, and I began to drill him for all he was worth. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and he kept begging for my cum. Finally, I fully unloaded.

As I was getting dressed, Jose deposited his cum into Joe. Poor NC, he was out cumwhored.

And, as I left, A was back to providing his commentary.

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Sunday, February 5, 2012

When in doubt - Grind it out.

I was hanging with friends in a town about a thousand miles from home, and did what any mobile homo in 2012 does....I logged into Grindr.

Here's what is hysterical.....and it's universal.....when traveling to a non-major American city, a visitor will become instantly famous and popular on Grindr, Scruff or any of the gps based methods of connecting. Literally I had 2 pages of men wanting my attention.....I'm good looking and all, but not 2 pages worth. :)

My friend who lives in this town told me that I'd really want to meet his friend, "Dave." Dave was described to me as a cub bottom who was "piggy.". Well, sure. Yes reader, you guessed it, Dave was among my Grindr suitors. It really struck me how spot on my friends were about what gets me going. Furry chest, face, good build and a desire to get fucked.

As the bar closed, I closed the deal with Dave on Grindr. My friend smiled at me and asked me if I needed to be led back to my hotel. I smiled and let him know I wasn't going back to my hotel......he laughed and asked me how I planned to find Dave's place. For those who don't have it, the Mapquest free app for the iPhone is amazing.....get it.

With my talking phone taking me to his doorstep, Dave let me in and gave a good kiss. I pushed him to his knees and had him start sucking my cock. I knew he liked piss so I asked if he was thirsty. He sucked down a good amount of piss from my hard cock. He was a near professional - didn't lose a drop.

I had been told that he was piggy and the scene appeared to indicate that this was good information. Important lesson later learned through text message...Dave was not nearly as comfortable as a sub as I thought. I insisted on being referred to as SIR, being thanked for my piss, my spit, my cock itself. Oops.

Dave gave great head, and it was already 2:40A. I needed to unload and get sleep. I told him it was time for him to get bred.....and that the only lube he was getting was his spit. (mine was all over his body). He got my cock good and wet, spit a little on his hand and got his hole wet. He underestimated the girth of my cock..his hole was too some more spit and cocksucking....then back to the main event.

Once in his fuckhole, I was in bliss. The friction from a spit fuck and his hairy hole got me close. I made him beg for my fuckjuice. Beg he did....his eyes got wide, his breath hard....I could tell he wanted it just as bad as I wanted to give it to him. 5 minutes after I got into his hole, he got my cum.
He didn't cum, and I didn't care.....that wasn't what I promised.

When I saw him the next night, he winked at me. I think he kept my cum. He certainly had the cummy hole swagger.

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Friday, January 27, 2012

A fuck that was a long time cumming

He and I have known each other for a few years. Only recently have our lives allowed us to begin spending time together - both of us seem to be fairly busy in our day-to-day lives, but we speak a few times a week regardless. The evening in question, I was to pick him up for dinner.

We'll call him DumpMan - mainly because he owns his place as a cumsucking, cumabsorbing bottom. He has an impressive tool of his own, but rarely if ever feels the need to make use of it.

DumpMan brings me into his home and within moments is accepting his place on the floor in front of me. First, working my cock through my jeans, then opening my pants and serving my cock through my underwear. Truth be told, we had spoken of sex so much in our friendship that I never really knew if we'd have chemistry. Those thoughts quickly left my mind.

My cock exposed, he went down on me like a whore in heat. Well, he was. Something to be said about a man in his 40s - he knows what he wants, he knows that he needs to take it. He worked my cock something fierce, getting to the root, purposefully rubbing his nose in my pubes. I grabbed his phone and took some photos/video. Don't expect to see those, I made sure his face was visible. Perhaps for his partner to find someday. Hell, I'd want to know that my partner knew how to take a cock to the root.

Occasionally, DumpMan would forget his place - thinking that he was all of a sudden my equal. Going to kiss me without permission. He was easily put into submission. He asked for permission to eat my hole.

Now here's the problem. I was there to fuck his hole - and, worry not - we're getting there. But with a talented tongue up my hole, I go right to my inner fuckslut, and want a deep dicking. I haven't had a dick in me in FAR too long. His scruffy face in my fuckchute was near torturous - I knew that I was there to DO the fucking.

Finally, I told him that it was time for his hole to be bred. He gave my cock another suck, knowing full well that I had no intention of using lube for him. He had a load in his hole from a few hours earlier. He bent over, and I entered him. He winced, asked for poppers, and bent back over. His hairy ass clearly needed some sort of lube - - - I was more concerned about chaffing my cock than ripping his hole.

With a glob of my spit, I pushed in. He pushed back as if he were pulling off. No such luck for him, I kept him in place and reminded him that this is what he wanted for the past few years. The muttering from both of us was primal - something about him taking it, something about him wanting it.

When the time came, I made him beg for it. Again, it wasn't really a stretch - it was more about reminding him that it was about me, my cock, and unloading in his hole. And, unload a did. His hole became sloppy. Something he enjoyed.

I noticed that he walked to dinner that evening with his ass clenched a little bit. Perhaps afraid of my load leaving a wet spot in his seat? Not likely - that would have been a homing signal to any top faggot in a few mile radius.

I, for what it's worth, enjoyed him picking up the tab for dinner. Who knew a top gets treated?

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Saturday, January 14, 2012

How I rang (fucked) in the New Year....

I wrote earlier about the guy I fucked my first full day on vacation. He had told me about his buddy who was coming into town later that evening - "hairy top boy."  I was intrigued.

They called me the next night to meet them out, and we had some weird stuff happen. The chemistry between me and the other top was inexplicably hot. We were basically all over each other from moment one. We were making out at the bar, and our bottom moved around the crowd a bunch. Evidently, the two of us were a little TOO into each other, as the bottom felt somewhat left out. When we got back to the hotel, the bottom made himself scarce. So, that evening was aborted. Instead, I gave head poolside.

Next evening was New Years Eve. I did some reconnaisance and found a bottom on Scruff that was interested. As it turned out when we met, I had already fucked his best friend back in college, which meant said best friend took my bottom-for-a-night away quickly so as to not let college fucktoy's new husband know that he had a past. Not sure what that was about, but ....

Shortly after midnight, my phone buzzed. The guy I fucked wanted me to come over and fuck him along with his furry top friend that I had made out with. Evidently, all was good in the world again. I let them know I'd be over as soon as I got back.

Furry top let me in the gate and just about sucked every inch of air out of my lungs with our kiss. YES. The chemistry is still there. We walk back to the room, thumpa thumpa music playing. Bottom is on his back, naked, waiting for us to pound him.

We all begin making out, I begin eating bottom boy's ass, halfway expecting to felch a load out. Instead, it appeared his hole hadn't been used at all, which was later confirmed. Furry top began sucking my cock while I ate bottom's hole, until he was ready to get his dick in the hole. He almost pushed me out of the way, and sank balls deep in one stroke. This bottom, specifically, appears to love a good hard fuck. I got in front of the bottom and fed him my cock. Top reached over and we began making out while using the bottom - exactly what bottom boy needed.

We traded spaces, and I began my assault on the bottom's fuckchute. He was squeezing my cock as if he wanted my load already, but I had no intent of blowing quickly. I reached down and began making out with the bottom, but decided to push him face down into the pillow. Top came around and stood over our hunched fucktoy and fed me his cock. I was in pig heaven. The smell of sex was almost as prevalent as the smell of poppers filling the air.

Top dismounted quickly, bottom was moaning like a whore in heat, and the next thing I knew I had a mouth on my hole. Uh oh....he wants in and I was NOT prepared for that. He ate like a champ for a good five minutes and came around to make out with me. OK, his breath was still good. Phew. Thinking I had avoided something .... I kept fucking. Top wanted my hole. (I don't blame him, my furry hole is pretty damn tight.)

Top pulled me off the bottom and threw me on my back. I looked at him, shook my head no.....he lubed a finger with spit and went fishing. After about 2 minutes he smiled, laughed, and said, "Yeah, lets fuck him...." pointing to the bottom. We shared a laugh about that, and kept fucking.

Furry top got on his back and our bottom rode him like a champ. I came up behind him, and asked if he had ever been DP'd. He said he hadn't, which I found hard to believe. As my cock sunk to the root in a DP, I found it impossible to believe. We fucked him like that for about 2 minutes...but our cocks were a little sore by this point.

Bottom said he was done for the night, but I wasn't. If his hole wasn't open for me, he needed to suck the cum out of me, which he did. Furry top never blew a load in my presence, which is a bummer....but I got my nutt and a DP on the first night of 2012.....setting the year off to a good start.

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Sunday, January 8, 2012

Another satisfied cumhole served

Sitting poolside, I ran into my blowjob buddy.

We both had our phones, it was 2A, and our friends were chatteling on about something. I shoot him a message: “Your cock isn’t in my mouth why?” His answer, “I need my ass fucked.”

Glad to oblige, I tell one of my friends to let my roommate know that I need a few minutes. I take my new cumhole up to my room, get him on the bed, grab the lube and begin fingering his hole. We’re making out some, but he’s clearly there for ONE thing – a deep fucking. I’m glad to oblige.

I throw him onto his back, lube up my cock, and in virtually no time am slamfucking his hole. He grunted in agreement as I drove my cock into his hole, and a quick stroke of his cock got a string of precum flowing. His eye contact with me as I'm slamming into him is unfaltering - it's clear he's in the groove.

I decide that looking at him isn’t objectifying him enough (yes, I get into mindfuck) and pull out in a rather un-ceremonial method. His eyes were longing – I knew I had him.

“Turn the fuck over.”

He turned over, eager to have his hole refilled with my fat cock. Instead, I shoved 4 fingers in his hole, while pushing his head down into the mattress. He moaned, begging for me to fuck him.  Being a true "people person" I quickly replaced my fingers with my cock. He was pretty much constantly huffing the poppers and moaning louder and louder. Little did I know, we had an audience at the window….

“What the fuck did you expect? Take it.”

“Thank you.”

I do love polite bottoms. And, I liked how my dick looked in his fuckchute:

About that time, I felt my balls churn and contract….and he felt the first volley of cum. I wasn’t sure he would take my load if he knew it….but he said, “FUCK! Seed me…..” and that was all I needed to hear to drill balls deep, and breed the fucker.

We kept fucking, and I knew I had another load simmering. He tired out though…….but my dick was a frothy mess. He gladly cleaned me.

Opening the door, my roommate came in, smiled and congratulated me on a nice show. Funny, my cumhole didn’t really appreciate the compliment.

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Friday, January 6, 2012

iPhone delivery whilst on vaca? Sho' nuff.

Him: “What are you doing?” 
Me: “It’s 3A. I’m getting ready for sleep.”

Him: “I’m down at the pool. I need to cum.”

Me: “OK.”

Down to the pool I head….to find a guy who I had briefly met. He had a rockin bod, I’m guessing that he’s late 40s. We started making out on the pool chairs and I felt his dick swell in his jeans. I climed onto him in his jeans on the chair and began riding his cock while we made out. He felt my chest up, I his. We each pulled our cocks out…..his was nice and meaty. I gotta say….I love a spongy, heavy dick. They’re just fucking HOT.

We continued to grind, but we were in FULL view of rooms, and the resort frowns upon “public acts of sexual nature.” He grabbed poppers out of his pants, we took hits and his cock began to leak precum. Fuck, I needed him in my mouth.

We took it across the pool to the hot tub area, behind the bushes. It provided some cover. Enough for me to sit in a chair, him to straddle my face, and begin forcefucking my face. I think he was impressed that I could take it without gagging.  We took deep hits of poppers, and he fucked my face for a solid 10 minutes before silently unloading his seed down my throat. It was a decent sized load – easily swallowed.
“Can you cum for me?” was his polite question. My not so polite answer was to stroke for 20 seconds and blast all over his leg, getting some on his jeans. Was fun to run into him in a bar the next night and see my cum on his pant leg in the black light…..and know that it was likely still there 2 nights later when I bred his hole…..

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Thursday, January 5, 2012

Nearby cock isn't always a sure thing.

What do you do when there is a cute guy 0.1 miles away on scruff who wants you to come up to his hotel room and drain his cock? If you’re me, you smile at your friends and take a walk. He told me to come up to his room, which would be open. These photos provided enough incentive to me.

(Here’s a word about hotel hookups. If you’re staying in a hotel that has restricted access floors, be ready to head down to get the guy. It’s obnoxious to hole-up upstairs and expect the guy to piggyback on someone else. It’s creepy at best, and could get the attention of hotel security at the worst as someone walks into an open hotel room.)

I got up to the room and have to admit that the photographs did this guy little justice. He was adorable. Olive skin, nice hairy chest (trimmed, but not stubbly) and slightly below average in the endowment department. Definitely workable material.

I did as told, I stripped down and went for his cock. 2 strokes in…..he’s panting. It was a minor miracle I got down fast enough to get his cum. I could take it as a compliment – that I’m just that fucking hot – or laugh about the idiot who doesn’t know that once you find a cocksucker you STOP PLAYING WITH YOUR COCK!

All in all, I spent more time negotiating my way up to his room than IN his room. Tasty cumload though.

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Tuesday, January 3, 2012

New Years travels - Part One (ish)

I was travelling with friends for New Years, to a popular gay destination. The opportunity to get my nuts off was present.

Scruff provided quite well for me this trip. Across the street at another guest house, I found this ass.

Well, who am I to turn that down? It took some negotiation in terms of timing so as not to offend my travelling companions, but before dinner our second night, I indulged. I had run a few errands, so nobody was the wiser until I fessed up over dinner.

He was as advertised. 6’ tall, early 40s, nice bod, naturally smooth ass. Some stubble on his chest (Soap box: if you’re given chest hair, for FUCK SAKE keep it. Nobody likes playing with sand paper. Unless you have some VERY strange pattern, just enjoy the fact that you’re hairy.) and a LOVE for my chest hair. (OK, again – if you like MY chest hair, perhaps I might like YOURS.)  We start making out, he reaches into my shorts and his eyes POP. Big. I realized that I hadn’t sent him a cock shot. He was surprised by my girth. “I dunno if I can take that…”  are quickly becoming my favorite words.

I get him on all fours on his bed and spit directly onto his hole. His whole body convulses….I do it again and again 4 times until I dive face first. His pucker opens easily….he’s true to his word as a real bottom, which I appreciate. 2 fingers go in effortlessly, followed by a third. My cock will fit just fine, thank you.

He reaches for the poppers, I push him onto his back, and lower my cock into his mouth. He gags – a lot – so I get on my back and let him do the work. His oral skill is above average – but I’m on a timeline and need to get my nuts emptied. After an earlier aborted hookup (will post that later, it’s more funny than hot) I wanted to take the edge off. I instructed him to sit on my cock.

With trepidation, he turns around, faces away from me and proceeds to sit on my cock, taking it to the root in one motion. Here’s what I don’t get – why don’t good bottoms just fucking OWN IT? I know you can take my cock, that’s what we’re here for. Anyway, he’s riding it like a bitch in heat, moaning, leaking precum all over my leg. I push him forward, which gets my cock that last inch into his hole, past the second ring. He’s writhing, I’m pushing deeper and deeper into him, “What do you want boy,” comes flying out of my mouth….”Your cum….” “Your cum WHAT” “Your cum SIR…..” “Milk it out boy…..”

And milk it he did. Quite talented fuckhole….and I erupted. Shot 2 days of cum deep in him and he rode it until I was too sensitive. As he got off, he licked me clean and told me that he’d bring me back once his friend came into town for a 3 way……story to follow.

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