Weekend of 3

First of all, thanks for reading. I truly wasn't expecting anyone to find this, let alone be interested in my fucktales, so it's both surprising and flattering to know that people are enjoying my "shit." Big props to Average Joe, rawTOP, Confessions and cumJunky for contributing comments, and having great blogs. And thanks to those of you who post anonymously. It's great to know that you're reading, and I love the feedback. Fortunately there has been nothing negative, but if there is, I'll leave it up. No editing here.

OK, now about the weekend. It started on Friday night - I guess that's when weekends usually begin - after a long day at work, good swim, a movie that I didn't like (Babel) and a fun dinner with friends.

On my way home, I sent an SMS to this dude I'd been chatting with online. (SMS is a text message - "short message system." I find that it's easier to say "I SMS'd John," instead of "I texted John." The latter sounds sort of ghetto, no?)

BACK STORY: I had been chatting with this guy online all week. We graduated to the phone mid-week, and had some good conversations about what we were into. Now, unlike my boy Confessions, I like to talk to guys on the phone. I learn a lot about them, and it's a good way to tell right off the bat if they're masculine, legit and into the same shit as I. This dude and I had some good chats. He told me about some hardcore piggy shit that he's into (not shit, boys, don't worry), and I knew we would have fun. He's much older than I (which I often like), has a nice 9" cock and a tight smooth body. Normally a top because of his schlong, but loves to get banged. He "often goes raw as a top, but rarely as a bottom."

He was a nearby porn shop sucking and getting sucked. So I said, "bring that lubed-up dick over here, and we'll pig out together." He was over within minutes. Right when he walked in, I took off his shirt, and we started some hot sloppy kissing. After a couple minutes of making out, he asked to use the bathroom. I said, "sure, but you have to keep the door open." He said "I may have to take a dump." DOOR CLOSED. He said he couldn't go, and that I should open the door. I did, and he was sitting on the pot with a full hard on. I went over, bent down, started blowing him (I could taste the dudes who were blowing him earlier) and played with his ass. It was wet, and I asked if he had already lubed up. He said, "Nope, that's piss." He pissed on his ass! I know some people aren't into this, but I found it fucking hot. I pulled him up, and we went back into the kitchen where he jumped up and straddled the sink so I could suck him and continue playing with his hole. We were both rock hard...he stroked hard, then shot. Huge spurts flew past him onto my backsplash. I came too.

He wasn't done. We took about a 10 second break, began making out again, and traveled to the bedroom. I sat on the bed, and pushed him onto my dick. He blew me for awhile, then I pulled him up onto my bed, and pigged out on his hole. I was boned up again, and wanted to fuck, so I rubbed my cock over his crack, teasing his hole with its head. I HAD to push it in a little, so I did. He was on his back and had his hands on my legs...there was some resistance, but not enough. So I pushed my cock all the way in - balls deep, baby. I pumped hard for a bit, then he said he had to take a leak. He went into the bathroom, and I followed. I asked him to give me his piss - what can I say, I was horned up and feeling damn piggy. He pissed all over my chest, and it was too much...I shot the mother load.

By this time, I was spent. We both showered, then laid down and fell asleep. We woke up about two hours later, and he had to go, which was perfect. I wasn't really up for a sleepover, so it worked out well. I came twice, fucked some ass, pigged out and slept with a smile.

Saturday came and went with no ass. A sad, sad day. A friend was at the Eagle - the best bar in NYC - and SMS'd me (see how well it works?) saying how great the crowd was, and that there was a ton of good ass that we could tag. I just wasn't up for it, so stayed in and watched a DVD.

Sunday rolls around, and I'm boned. I have a lot to do that day, so I check my email and my Manhunt and Adam4Adam accounts. I briefly emailed back and forth with a top dude who wanted to tag some bottoms later that night, so we planned on hanging out around 10:00 PM. I went to the gym, lifted, ran and hit the steam room READ: SEARCHED FOR A BLOW JOB. Nothing worth my time, so I showered and left.

I touched base with the top dude I'd spoken with earlier, and confirmed our meeting. He called around 9:45 PM to say that he was running late. I said that was fine, as long as he was here by 11:00 PM. He was.

He walked in. Began messy kissing, and he blew me. I think it was Confessions who wrote about not being the biggest fan of blow jobs. I tend to agree, only because I don't always stay hard, especially if I'm lying down, but when I'm standing or lying on top of the dude, fucking his face, I'm in good form. And last night I was. We rolled around in a bit, I ate his ass, slopped it up, and begin rubbing my cock on his crack. He had a nice beefy ass with a smooth hole, perfect for me to slide in my bone. He didn't protest the head of my cock entering, so I kept going. I could tell he was in pain, and not really enjoying it, so I stopped. Normally I wouldn't, but this guy was cool, and just did not look comfortable. We rolled around a bit more and blew our loads. I don't always shoot that much, and didn't with him, but he made up for it, shooting huge spurts - like 7 or 8, and high. I love that!

We hung out a bit, and he headed out. We'll play again, I'm sure.

Before hitting the sac, I had to check the computer ONE last time... Lo and behold, there was a message from a HOT muscled up 25 year old who wanted to get bingity-banged. I wrote him back, asked if he was seriously up for it, if he was partying - it was about 1:30 AM and most guys are at that time - and if he could get to my place within 10 minutes. He said he was partying with coke, which I don't mind, really wanted my meat, and promised to be over in 10 minutes.

7 minutes later, the buzzer sounded. I opened the door, and saw a hot dude - not as hot as the photos, but I could tell it was going to be a fun fuck. We began making out right away, and went into the bedroom. I threw him down on his knees, whipped it out, and force fed him. I pushed his head all the way down on my cock and didn't let go until I heard him gagging hard. He came off and had a shit-load of spit dripping down his face and onto his chest. I rammed my cock back down his throat, and he loved it. I put one leg on my bed, and made him lick my balls, and ass. He felt so fucking good, and loved my smell (I hadn't showered since the morning). I pulled him up, kissed him (tasted my ass on his lips), and threw him on my bed - literally threw. He stuck that hot bubble butt up in the air, and I dived into it. It was so sweet and smooth. I could taste coke on his ass - he had done booty bumps - which I thought was hot. I asked if he wanted more, which he did, so he got up and pulled our a large vile of coke. I licked my finger, dipped it into the snow, shoved a bit into his ass, and continued fingering him. He started wiggling his ass and moaning for my cock. I got my shaft lubed up well, and pushed it in. I didn't want to fuck him raw because he had been partying, so I rolled on a condom. Before putting my cock back in his butt, I rubbed a small amount of coke on it. His ass was SO tight. I pumped him twice - slowly, then began fucking the SHIT out of him: started doggie; pushed his head into the pillow and rammed it in; turned him onto his side; rolled around so he was lying on top of me; pushed him up so he was facing away, humping me; twirled him around; then pushed him back down (if you're following me, you'll get that he is now on his back, with his legs spread). I drove it home, fucking him so hard I was sure the condom had broken. Then I gave him one last hard bang and came hard. I pulled out, and that spunk was slushed all throughout the condom - it had clearly overflowed the tip. Now I was fucking beat. Without wasting anytime, I got up, got him a towel, he wiped off and left.

It was a good weekend after all.