A hot Saturday in January

What was yesterday? I was listening to the radio last night, and the weather report said that the Central Park thermometer reached 72 degrees F, tying the record from 1950. Yes, these odd warm spells have been occurring forever, but I can't help but think that there's something obscenely wrong with what's going on...definitely some sort of "An Inconvenient Truth."

Still, even though the weather was fucked up (or maybe because it was fucked up), I had two nice pieces of ass. One was the twink I met online the other day, and one was the escort I mentioned in a previous post.


The twink and I talked about fucking around after our respective Friday night plans. Both of us were out later than we thought we'd be, and I got an sms from him around 1:30 AM saying that he was "trapped" with his friend, and wasn't able to get away. I was out with friends drinking, but wanted to head home since I was pretty ripped and knew that I had a rough hangover approaching. So I wrote back the twink and said, "let's forget about it tonight." My friends made their way to a bar, and I went home. Of course they made fun of me, as they always do, for going home instead of out, but come on, I like my sleep!

Once home, I drank a liter of water, took two Tylenol and crashed (after flossing and brushing, of course). About an hour later, my phone, which was on vibrate, woke me up. It was the twink, he wanted to come over. Deliriously, I said, "OK." So over he came.


When the door buzzed, I got up and could feel just how drunk I was. The room was totally spinning. I opened the door and saw this very cute kid smiling at me. I invited him in, we kissed a bit, then went to the bedroom. I told him right away that there would be no fucking since I was so gone. He said he was feeling the same way, and just wanted to spoon and sleep. So we got into bed, and slept.

I had no trouble sleeping with him. When we woke up, around 10:00 AM, I began playing with his hole under the soft yellow briefs he was wearing (yes we wore our underwear to bed). He was awake, though pretending not to be. I put my finger in my mouth to "lube" it up, and went back down to play with his pucker. I could feel him adjusting to my finger, and began hearing some nice wimpers. His dick was getting rock hard.

I flipped him onto his stomach, pulled his undies over his right cheeck, and went down to lick him up a little. I thought I tasted some salty cum, which got me totally hot - thinking this kid was a cum whore - but wasn't sure. I continued fingering him using my spit, pulled out my cock through the bottom of my briefs and stroked it nice and slow.


I got him on his back, grabbed his legs, and pulled his briefs up and off him. Throwing his legs back behind his head, I had a nice view of his wide hole. I continued to eat it out, getting it ready to nail - he was begging for it good. So I got out the Gunoil, and squirted it out onto his cock and hole. He started stroking his hard cock, and then began playing with his hole, pushing the lube into it. I gave him a few more squirts of lube, then poured some onto my cock - still sticking out from my briefs - as I moved in for the lay. I brushed his hole with my dick, and it opened right up. I thought it was hot, but now looking back on it, this kid is 26, his hole should not be this well "managed." Anyway, I stuck it in slowly, and after one pump, he shot a huge load over his shoulder. I figured I had to cum then too, so I asked if he wanted it. His smile back at me was my answer. So I let it rip inside, then slowly came out. After taking a second to piss, I came back, got on top of him, and mushed our cum all over each other. I had my underwear on the entire time.

We cuddled some more, slept a bit, then he was off on his way.


Later in the day, as I was leaving the gym (wearing the same pair of underwear), I spoke with the escort visiting the city. He said I should come over to "meet," so I did. When I got to his room, I realized that we had already fucked around a couple of years ago. He had a nice body, although sort of a busted face (don't they all?), so I decided to stay and hang out.

We talked about how much we both loved naps, especially on Saturday afternoons. And the only thing better than a nap is having one with someone. I even like napping with friends - it's fun and comfy. After bullshitting for a bit, he invited me into bed and suggested we take a nap. I dug the idea, so on the bed I hopped. We spooned and slept for about 45 minutes - a perfect nap. As we were waking up, I began rubbing his butt through his soft black briefs. He had a nice set of cheeks (not so much on his face, but enough of that), and I began to get a chub. I had him turn onto his back so I could go down to sniff out his hole and smooth balls. He smelled good and clean. I spitted up his hole, and honestly didn't even have fucking on my mind. I mean, I was hard, and he was hard, but I didn't think we were going to fuck. But then...as is usually the case...I got the urge. I got up on my knees, pushed his legs back, pulled out my cock from under my briefs (yup, same pair), spit a big loogey on its head and started to push it in. He said he didn't know if his hole was clean, but that he wanted my load. So I jacked off for a bit, then stuck the head in and shot out a big load. As I was squirting I asked if he could feel it. With his eyes rolled to the back of his head, he said, "oh yeah." I pulled out and a stream of my milk followed.

I took a piss, washed my dick, got dressed and left.