Slow Slow Week

I'm a little ashamed that I haven't had much to report this week. There was one night this week that consisted of two d, but both were lame. Really lame. How much does it suck when you're invited to something, told that it will be a "select group of super-hot guys," then get there and see that it's anything BUT. that was the story with one of the parties. It was so busted I actually got pissed off. I stayed for about 15 minuted then just walked out. I guess for every great party experience there are at least 4 pathetic ones.


The party I hit before this one was quite good, but I just wasn't feeling it. It was a "piggy" scene, but there were some major queens there, which is such a turn-off. So I didn't care to stay long. There some ws play and a couple of the guys had great cocks, but there was something very sterile* about the atmosphere (*quite the appropriate word). I love piss play, but even that couldn't keep me interested in this one.

So the weekend is upon us. I certainly hope that I make up for lost time. My cock is RAGING for some hot, tight, smooth, wet hole.

Load at Work

I've been extra-boned up over the past couple of days. Maybe it's because of the lack of hole that I got at the Black Party...


I was checking out a couple different blogs this morning, and one of them really turned me on. Within minutes my cock jumped to attention, so I had to take care of it. I started rubbing my bone through my jeans while reading about all of the dicks this sex pig has serviced over a 24-hour time span. I kept rubbing and rubbing, then finally shot my load in my jeans. My door was wide open, and I'm facing my assistant. But - no one noticed. I love that shit.


Anyway, the blog is buy a guy in Maryland who calls himself Street Muscle 501. Check him out, he's got some hot shit definitely worthy of a couple loads....plus, he's just like me: a total sex pig who can't get enough!

Black Party & Blue Balls

Before I dive into the Black Party, just an update on Mr. Blond...
We had a date this Friday night. It sort of our first and sort of our second (the first time we met was via an online hook-up). We did dinner and a movie...then a sleep over. I don't know if we're as much of a match as I thought/hoped/wanted, but still had a decent time.

Now onto the good stuff...The BP...

It wasn't bad. Was it great? No. But I had a good time. No sex for me, but one of the best looking crowds I've seen in a long time; the eye candy was fantastic, but the music lacked.

Of course there was the unique-to-the-Black-Party sexiness and sleaziness, which I love. (What's better than sleaziness?) I wore some great leather gear that I have, and was hoping I'd leave the party with cum and piss all over it, but alas, I left with my gear as clean as it was when I arrived. I actually didn't see any sex going on. There was a lot of playing, but no full-fledged fucking...that I saw.

A lot of guys cruised me, patted my ass and rubbed my chest, among other things. Very few people, however, actually hit on me, or came up and said anything. I was talking to a friend about this, maybe it's because I come across unfriendly (I don't think I do), or that I look uninterested, but I'm not sure. It's a two-way street though, and I didn't go up and talk to anyone either, so I'm as guilty of this as everyone else.


So, I went home with no one on my arm...or cock. I dropped one pill of x, which was pretty much gone by the time I got home so I was able to get some sleep. I awakened at around noon with a major hard on, so got out my computer and went on the prowl.

A guy who I met over a year ago and have been trying to get together with, hit me up. He was in the 'hood at a "bud's" place, and asked if I wanted company. Sure! This was perfect - and he was there within 20 minutes.

I was pretty psyched about pigging out with this dude, but when I opened the door, all of my interest vanquished. Immediately. He's a big partier, which never bothered me, but GOD, this kid let himself go. He was so cute. His body still looked good, but his face looked tired and gaunt, his skin was dry and oddly colored (like orangey...maybe self-tanner), and his eyes were two black holes.

He asked to shower, and I reluctantly let him. While he was scrubbing, I battled with whether I should continue with the hook, or let him go.


Once he was toweled off, I explained that I was way too tired to play, and that we should go for another day. He was totally surprised, and I instantly felt guilty. He asked if it was really because I was tired, or just wasn't interested. I assured him it was the former...but it was pretty obvious that it was the latter...

He left, and I couldn't get back on the .net fast enough. There was another guy I met about a year ago...same story. Great pics. Awesome bod when we first met. Came over...and it was nothing as I remembered. So thin, no body, totally gone. We got further into playing than I did with the other guy, but it fizzled out shortly after he was blowing me. I was totally hard, but not really into him. I wanted something different. I wanted to have a passionate, pigged-out, spit and cum oozing lay...and I wasn't getting it.

We paused and both agreed that it wasn't working. He left, and there was no time for me to get another piece over before I was to meet a friend for dinner.

So, after what should've been 24 hours of raunched-out pig fucking...I blew 5 loads alone and didn't stick my dick in one ass (although I did get a quick blow job)

From a reader

A reader recently sent me hot pics of him and some buddies pigging out. In honor of the Black Party, which I'm heading to in a couple of hours, I've posting some of them below (with his permission, of course).

I blew a nice load while looking at them, and hope you do too.

Thanks J.

Lucky

I'm not a "lucky" guy. I say that, yet look at my life and think that, relatively speaking, I am pretty lucky. I'm good looking, have a nice apartment, a great job, a big dick, good friends and a great family. But all in all, I find myself feeling more on the UNlucky side.

But not this weekend.

As everyone in NYC knows, we got clobbered with snow on Friday.

I was set to head to sun and sand early Friday morning, and knew that snow was in the forecast. Fortunately, unlike almost every other person in this country, I was able to travel. I guess there was a short window of time when a handful of planes on the east coast were able to fly...and mine was one of them!

Once I got to warmth, I met my friend and headed over to his place. The weekend was all about relaxing, seeing friends and I was going to see a few condos to possibly buy.

So now to the thing you're all wondering...even though ass wasn't the focus, I got some.

At dinner on Saturday night I noticed a guy across the restaurant who kept cruising me. He was about late-30's and had what looked to be a good body. He got up to hit the head, and I decided to do the same (knowing all too well that most of the bathrooms down there are single occupancy). He was in when I got there. When he came out, he cruised me hard, and I did the same. I started going in then looked back. He was looking back at me. I smiled and he slowly returned. Before I closed the door he asked what my name was. I told him. Then he asked for my number. I said, "Fuck the number, come in and I'll give you a blow job."

He looked a little scared, and I just said, "Don't be a pussy, come in and let's get at it." So he looked back saw that the coast was clear and came in. I jumped his bones. We rubbed each other's body up and down. He began rubbing my cock, opened up my fly, and out came my cock which was getting harder and harder, begging for attention. He got down on his knees and began giving me a blow job. The dude was clearly scared about getting caught, which got annoying, and his blowjob was "tentative." For me, the risk of getting caught made everything hotter. He stood up, unbuttoned his fly and pulled out a dick that was definitely less than average. I'm really not a size queen. Truly. But this was very small. One of, if not THE smallest cocks I've ever seen. I totally ignored its size, and enthusiastically got down and began blowing him. I can only imagine what kind of reactions he gets from some guys (who have no tact and no awareness). I felt bad for the guy. Here he was, not only a nervous wreck, but a nervous wreck with a small dick.


Not long after I began blowing him there was a knock on the door. Fortunately at the same time, he was about to come, so he pulled out of my mouth and aimed to shoot in the toilet. I got up and reached my hand out to catch his jizz. I got a good amount and used it to rub out my own load.

He left the bathroom, and I followed. Later he walked by my table and slipped me his number.

I didn't see him again.

Later that night, my friends and I went to a couple bars, ending up at one of the larger ones in the city. Soon after getting there, I felt a pat on my ass. I turned around, and this huge ripped Greek guy was standing in front of me. Tall and jacked. With a very thick accent, said "You have the best ass here." After checking out his mound of an ass, I said, "Yours ain't so bad either...and it's a lot more likely I'm going to be in you than the other way around."

His face lit up with a huge grin and he came in for the kiss. He had great juicy lips and a big thick wet tongue that made it's way around my mouth and down my throat. He tasted good. We made out in the corner for a long time. Feeling each other up and down. Rubbing his cock (which felt thicker than thick). Rubbing my cock. Becoming more and more aggressive until we decided to get the fuck out of there. He had a place that was close to mine, so we headed over there.

I was feeling especially randy, so right after we hit the road, I leaned over and started giving him road-head. I whipped out his sausage and was right about its size: thick, long and uncut. I went down on him, and his moans were abnormally enthusiastic. I give good head, I know, but these sounds were a little too much. Oh well, I took it as a good thing and continued working on his bone. I came off his dick, for fear of blowing my load right then and there in the car, and soon thereafter pulled up to his place.

As we walked from his car to his apartment, I had a better view of his hot hot hot ass. Did I say it was hot? He had on jeans that weren't all that tight, and his ass still bumped out of them. His chest was beefed out and he had huge arms. Simply put, the guy was a "beefcake."

We got up to his room, and got back to making out. Rubbing each other all over and slowly stripping. I plopped my penis out, and told him to blow me. He got down, grabbed my cock and ate it. I began fucking his face, but his fist was in the way, so I pulled him off my cock so I could get in as deep as possible. Unfortunately, he wasn't that good. He couldn't deep-throat, and wanted to keep grasping my cock so that not too much of it went down. This did nothing for me, so I pulled him up and threw him on the bed (on hands and knees) and began tongue-fucking his ass. It was so soft. Almost moist, like he had lubed it up. I know that some guys do lube up their ass before playing, especially if they're expecting to get nailed raw, but this wasn't lube. It was just an extraordinarily smooth hole.



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I had a good time eating him out. I wasn't really looking for anymore head, so I just decided to fuck...and he was down with that. He threw me some lube and a condom. After getting him on his back, I lubed up and played with his hole...priming him for my boner. After slathering some lube on my cock, and slapped his crack and hole with it and slowly began pushing the head in. He reached around to my legs and pulled me in, knowing that I didn't have the condom on because I was still holding it in my teeth. So I went with it. Pumped in slowly, then went back and forth a couple of times. He was loving this; moaning as loudly as he was when I was giving him head in the car.

His ass felt great. I squeezed my sphincter which lifted my cock up inside his ass. I could feel that doing this was squirting some good precum up his hole. I started fucking harder...and harder, and he was furiously jacking his cock. We stayed in that position through the end (about 10 minutes of fast, slow, varied fucking), until he warned that he was going to cum...We both shot huge loads. His on his chest, mine his his ass. After cumming, I kept pounding and could see thick wads of cum coating my shaft and the outside of his hole. When I did end up pulling out, a nice thick stream of my man-juice dribbled out. It looked great.

He looked up at me, covered in cum, and smiled the same smile he greeted me with. I slapped his thigh, and asked to rinse off.



we went. On the way home he mentioned that he was going to be in NYC for the Black Party, and asked if I was here, planning on going to the party, and if I was interested in hanging again. I said sure.

He was a hot guy with a great ass and a great bod...but there wasn't really that much passion, and he couldn't really suck cock, so I'll probably not see him again.

The Day Before Sun

Not much to report this week. I can't really say that it's because of Mr. Blond from Friday night, but rather that things at work have become insanely busy. Now is the start of the "crazy time of year" for the industry in which I work, so I'm pressing on with that, while also trying to keep up with my sexcapades not to mention sneaking in time to write about them.

There was a surprisingly fun fuck on Saturday night. It wasn't nearly as passionate as the night before, but did include fucking a nice beefy butt with a tight (and accommodating - but quickly exhausted) hole. More below.

On my way home from drinking with friends, I noticed I had, and listened to a message on my voicemail from a guy that I met one night at a big sex party (and subsequently connected with online). He said that he was in my area, and asked if I was up for "hanging." I really (honest-to-God) wasn't really thinking about getting laid that night because I was tired from the night before, and still grinning about it. BUT, then I figured since Mr. Blond was probably getting laid on the beach and, more importantly, I wanted to be sure I wasn't falling too hard too soon, I decided to return the booty call. I got his voicemail and said that I'd just left my friends and was on my way home.


I was a little relieved that he didn't answer, because then the decision would be made. But, he called me back, and said that he was still around and could be over in 15 minutes.

Ah gee...decisions-decisions.

15 minutes, and the door buzzed. I forgot how short he was. Not abnormally short, but shorter than I remembered. It was cool...when we played at the party, I had a great time making out with him while getting blown by a muscle pig. He was a great kisser, and had a nice piece of meat between his legs. I didn't get a chance to fuck him that night, so was looking forward to doing it tonight.

Any hesitation / reluctance that I had before vanished, my pecker came to life, and I was feeling frisky. We began making out on the couch. Still fully clothed, I rolled him on top of me and massaged his ass while we kissed passionately. He had this hot devilish grin that told me he was hungering for my meat to go inside him. That said, I suggested we hit the sac together where we can roll around and get "goin'." He concurred.

In the bedroom, we stripped to our briefs...both wearing black 2xists. more and more rolling around leading to our undies off, and my cock in his mouth. I propped him up with pillows against my headboard, grabbed the top of the metal frame, and fucked his face. My cock was still in the "swelling up" stage, not totally throbbing yet...but getting there. I wanted a cockring, but since I left my favorite one at the asshole's house from last weekend, I had to use a lame ubiquitous jelly ring. I was disappointed about it, but after I got it on, it felt better than I was expecting, and I forgot about it for the rest of the hook - that is until i had to take it off, and it nearly ripped out all of my pubes.

We changed positions so now I was under him, encouraging him to fuck my face hard. I know I suck well, and could tell that he agreed. But...this dude was definitely a bottom boy who wanted to get fucked.

So we flipped to our original position, I busted out the lube and a condom, greased him up, wrapped it down and slapped his hole with my rod. He was smiling and shivering at the same time. I couldn't wait to see his eyes roll to the back of his head, and his face light up with ecstasy. I knew it was going to happen...so after teasing him a little bit more my cock and gently fingering his hole, I was ready to bone. I slowly slid my dick into his ass, and loved the warmth and slickness of it. Even though I had the condom on, it didn't distract from the feeling I was enjoying. After I reached as far in as I could, I pulled back a bit, then went back in. And repeated. And repeated. My boy's eyes were closed, and he was stroking his thick hard dick and moaning. I pumped him a few more times...then he warned me that he was going to cum. I couldn't believe it, but didn't really mind since I was sorta hoping to get some sleep. Anyway, I wasn't near blowing my load, so I went all out on his ass and banged the shit out of him, as hard as I could. He started cumming, unleashing wad after wad of thick milk all over his stomach and chest. Like a good boy, he didn't get anything on my bed or sheets.


When he was coming down, I could tell he was wanting me out of him, so even though I hadn't cum, I pulled out. I unwrapped the completely clean condom, using his cum as lube, rubbed out a huge load all over his chest.

I passed out on top of him, and we lied there for a bit.

I guess at one point we talked about having a sleep over, so he asked, "Do you still want to have a sleep-over?" And I was down with that since he was a cute guy, and I knew would be a fun cuddler.

We slept well...woke up in the morning, and had a repeat fuck. It was VERY similar to the first...I banged him on his back, and he came sooner that I would've liked, but it didn't leave me disappointed. Sometimes a quickie is all you want. Especially in the morning.

Nothin' since...and I'm not sure anything will happen this weekend since it's all about relaxation. But then again...there are sure to be MANY hot guys floating around.

Friday Blond

As I mentioned in my post from Saturday, I had a hot time on Friday night.

I made it over to the blond guy's place, a tiny, but nice apartment downtown. When he opened the door shirtless, I was happy to see that his pictures were not as good as the actual package. I love when that happens...especially because it rarely does.

So we just hung out a bit, talked and got to know each other. The plan was, if there was a connection, to chill out and see what happens. That connection was there, so I took off my shirt, joined him on the bed, talked and watched some tv. Well, it wasn't tv, per se, but some hot-ass porn. I think normally I would've found that tacky, but the vibe was so laxed that it was all cool. We did a couple lines of coke, which was fun.

I leaned over to kiss him, but didn't get much in return. I became self-conscious because it appeared as though he wasn't as into it as I was. Instead of pondering and second-guessing, I simply asked him. "Are you not into kissing?" He replied, "I am, but I like to work up to it." I made it very clear that kissing is by far the most important thing. After saying that, he leaned over and gave me a passionate kiss. A really great kiss that I hadn't experienced in a long time.


He rolled his hot-tight-ripped body on top of mine and began dry humping me. Still in our jeans, he rubbed my nipples while telling me how much he liked my chest. I've been hearing that a lot lately, which is nice...especially since I'm going to be on the beach this weekend (more about that later).

All in all the night consisted of making out and more making out. We jacked to some amazingly hot porn: muscles; twinks; bareback; leather; pig play. All good stuff. We each blew two loads, and never did end up bringing a bottom over. There was no fucking going on, just a lot of rubbing, kissing, spitting, a little role play - rough and soft - good ol' sucking and mild ass-play.


After spending 6 hours together, I was ready to go. I was actually ready to spend the night, but he had to be up early to catch a flight out of town, so I decided to head home. I also didn't want him to think I was as interested in seeing him again as I was. Then again, it seemed as though he felt the same way about me.

After getting up and having a long "goodbye," I was out the door. I was not but 10 feet away from his building, when my phone rang. It was him. "Hello?" "Hi - it's Todd. I just wanted to let you know that I had a really great time. Feel free to text or call me while I'm away." I said that I enjoyed myself as well and that he should call me if/when he wanted to as well.

We've sent messages back and forth a couple times, and are planning on hanging out sometime next week when we're both back in town.

You're right

I was completely over-reacting to the post on Alex's blog. You're all right. I had a really shitty week, and I guess I let my emotions get the better of me, and was too sensitive about everything from work to blogging, clearly.

Anyway, after reading, i realize I sounded like a little bitch, which I really don't think I am. However, hope it didn't turn too many people off.

This blog is really only supposed to be all about my sex life, not so much about the personal stuff. So getting back to basics...

I had a great hook up last night with a smoking blond guy my age. We had been hitting each other up for the past week, trying to figure out a time to connect, and last night it finally happened.

I was finishing up work, and hopped onto the .net to check things out before I went to the gym, and saw him there. We messaged back and forth about trying to get together later that night, before he goes on vacation today (Saturday) for a week. I was supposed to see a movie with friends, so we left it that I'd call him when the movie got out, and we'd see what was up.

My friend had to cancel on the movie, so I had the whole night. I rang him after the gym, and he invited me over.

I'll post the hook-up, which was very hot, later today or tomorrow. I just woke up with a boner that needs some attention, then have to hit the gym. More to come.

The New Yorker #2

There is another great piece in this week's The New Yorker that I wanted to let you know about. In a nutshell, it investigates the arguments against the Western treatments of HIV/AIDS made by "Denialists." This is a group consisting of South Africans (some with medical backgrounds, some not), and prominently advocated by University of California, Berkeley, professor Peter Duesbergwith a French "authority."

Unfortunately you can't get it online, but I urge you to check it out.

Controversial, to say the least...

A thorn?

I was checking out a fellow blogger's site, and in his most recent post, he offers his readers the opportunity to ask personal questions. All topics are open, not just sex...I don't imagine he will answer all, but we'll see.

The dude, who I always thought sounded like a good guy, sort of takes a dig at other bloggers in this post, saying, "I try to keep my blog different than other bloggers and frankly the fact that a lot of others are doing it makes me not want to."

I credit him as one of the bloggers who influenced me, but is he being obnoxious in saying something like this? Should it not stick out like a thorn? Maybe I'm over-reacting, but didn't like the way it read.

Check out the site if you want: The Great Cock Hunt. I considered taking him off of my "favorite blogs" list, but decided against it. Honestly, he doesn't give a shit about what I do. He's much "bigger" and more popular than me.

Such a trend

Did you all see this week's "Talk of the Town" in The New Yorker? There's a fun piece about a British sex blogger.

2 Groups in 12 hours

Saturday night found me out with friends bar-hopping around to a couple different bars. Overall it was a cute evening, but nothing that really got my cock jumping to excitement. After enough drinks (a mixture of Johnny Walker and beer - not at the same time, of course), I decided to bid my friends farewell. On my way out, I got cruised by an adorable guy and his not-so-adorable-but-not-busted (NSABNB) boyfriend.

As I walked by, the cuter one said, "what's up" with a bright smile. I stopped and asked the same. He said, "I am now" (so tacky) "you heading out alone?" I said "yes, you wanna change that?" I figured since he put out a stupid pick-up line, I'd throw back one that was just as moronic. They took the bait, told me that they were visiting from out of town and invited me back to their hotel room. Fuck yeah - I love hotel fucks.

So over we went. I was sitting in the middle of them in the cab, and each were rubbing my legs, and crotch. I usually like sucking face in the back of a cab, but since we were so packed-in, and I didn't know them that well, I wanted to wait until we could roll around and really play - which is exactly what happened when we got into the room. The NSABNB guy and I began kissing, while the other came behind me and gave my perk ass cheeks a nice massage, slowly making his way around to my crotch to rub my half-chubbed cock. I could feel my pecker stretching out my briefs as he continued to play around with it. I reached behind me, and massaged the cute guy's ass cheeks - hard. He had a firm bubble butt which I couldn't wait to nail.


Together, almost synchronized, they pulled down my briefs, and my cock popped out, bumping the NSABNB guy's crotch which still held his cock captive. I looked down and could see that he had a HUGE piece of meat inside those undies which finally got me interested in this dude.

NSABNB bent down and began sucking my cock while the cute one, still behind me, began grinding his dick (still in his briefs) outside my crack. I could feel his rock hard cock trying with all its might to bust out. As I fucked NSABNB's face, I was able to reach behind and pull down the bf's briefs. His cock bounce out and, since it was sticking straight up in the air, found its resting place right inside my crack. This top [me] was liking it a lot.


I wanted to get rolling around, so I pushed NSABNB on the bed, ripped off his underwear, and voila - I was right - a HUGE, thick, beautiful cock with nice full balls. I went down on him, and got his thick prick all the way down my throat. It stuffed me perfectly. While I was bent over milking his cock, the bf spread my cheeks and tongue fucked my ass. Clearly my butt was of interest to this dude.

The bf got on the bed and fed NSABNB his cock while I continued sucking him. Then I got up and straddled NSABNB and the bf stood up. NSABNB took my cock in his mouth while I began blowing the cute bf. I was loving this, but really wanted to see this huge cock go into the cute bf's ass, so I came off his prick and asked to watch them fuck. There was lube on the nightstand that the cute bf reached behind to get. He lubed up his hole and the cock, and slowly sat on top of it. This was SO fucking hot. the cute bf was riding the fuck out of this cock. I wanted to double fuck him, but was so turned on, I had to blow it, so did. I ended up shooting my load on the guy's cock, while most of it was exposed, so when the bf came down, it got sucked up into his ass. Yummm. And home I went.


About 12 hours later, after 8 hours of sleep, I hopped onto the .net, and within 5 minutes was invited to a group fuck at a dude's house, not too far from mine. I saw the profiles of the other guys there, and one was a young guy who was into hard pig play. I was psyched to get into some nasty action, so hopped on over.

I got there, and could tell right away that the mood wasn't good. They were partying, and completely tweaked out, including the hot piggy one (which I'm sure is why he likes to pnp). I made it clear that I was not going to be partying, which they "were cool about," but I knew it wasn't going to be a hot hook. Nonetheless, I stayed and hoped things would get better. Alas, they did not.


The partying continued, and I was becoming uncomfortable. THEN (and this really did it for me), the host took a toke of the t and blew it in my face. I got up casually and said, "This scene is just not for me. You didn't say you were partying when you invited me over, and I'm just not into it." What I really wanted to say was, "you fucking asshole, why the fuck would you blow that shit into my face? So I looked wasted away and beaten up, like you? You who is on the .net everyday, at work, looking to leave and party up with anyone who will take you? Fuck you." But I didn't.

I got dressed, got out and went to the gym. Once at the gym, I realized I left my favorite cock rick at that fucker's house.

Just another weekend...of FUN

Even though it was more of the same, it was good.


Three one-on-one's on Saturday, one group on Sunday. Actually, that's pretty impressive. Then again, am I getting closer to an intervention and getting thrown into the Sexual Compulsive Anonymous program? Well...finger's crossed.

Saturday began with a quick morning hook-up. In theory those are really great, but the reality is that when I'm groggy and ready to start my day, the last thing I want to do is wait for some dude to come over just to play around. And I hate to be nasty, but the morning is the morning, and it's rare that anyone's hygiene is really that great.

Unfortunately this was all true on Saturday. He was a smokin' guy: six-pack, ripped body, decent face and a hot cock. He came in, we hung out a bit, and then began to play around. I initiated it by going in for the kiss. He didn't have the most appealing breath, so I went down to his cock which was standing at full attention.

He had what seemed as close to a "perfect cock" as I've had in a long time. Good girth, nice length and clean-trimmed pubes. He was moaning in pleasure and rubbing his hands through my hair. I wanted him to push my head onto his cock, but he just wasn't an aggressive guy. That was cool. The smell down here was pretty nice. A nice amount of man-funk which I enjoyed sniffing.

After making out with his pole, I suggest we head to bed. We stripped our clothes as we made our way there, I threw him on the bed and continued blowing him. My laptop was left open on top of my nightstand, with a porno running. It added a nice element of sleeziness to the scene, which made it hotter. Hmmmm, porn is what made this hook up hot? Yikes. Clearly this wasn't too much of a hot fuck. Still, I enjoyed this guy's cock, so stayed down there munching, but wanted him to blow his load so I could make my way to the gym.

I want to note, however, he was a really cool, good guy. And smart. It's too bad the hookup wasn't better.

Later that day, on my way home from lunch with friends, I was checking my email on my Blackberry, and decided to hit up the manhunt mobile. This feature is both amazing and vicious. I mean, dick is so accessible it's ridiculous. Some dude hit me up, and conveniently, happened to live right near where I was at the time. I'd spoken with him before and knew that he was a sleazy party boy, but thought it'd be nice to get a blow-job, especially after working so hard on that other dude's cock earlier.

I made my way over to his place. It was as you'd expect of a sex-crazed methed-out whore. Messy, broke-down, and basically all around busted. But again, like the Latin in midtown, there's something hot about that environment. Like all that goes on there is hardcore fucking, cum dripping off the ceilings and walls, sweat staining the sheets. All of that shit.


He opened the door and took me to the back room which had a chair in it, with a bed lofted above. I sat on the chair, whipped it out, and pushed his head down onto my rod. He took it to the base. This was becoming one of the best blow jobs I've ever had. I loved fucking this guys throat. Normally a blow job is a blow job, and I never really get off on that. This was an exception. I was there for a good amount of time, lying back, playing with my nips and pushing his head up and down on my cock. I loved him going all the way down. He perked his round ass in the air, and I wanted to fuck it, but decided to let him finish me off orally since it so rarely happens. I felt my orgasm approaching so forced his head down onto my cock, and let him juice me out. I could see his adam's apple bobbing up and down as he drank my milk.

I had to pull him up right after blowing my wad because my dick gets so sensitive after cumming. He had an adorable smile on his face, with a dribble of thick cum on the side of his mouth, which he licked up, of course.



I went to the bathroom, washed my cock and was on my way home.

Two groups followed - one Saturday night and one Sunday. I'll report on those either later today or tomorrow.

Three @ 3

Ahhh, the midday fuck. Nothing better than leaving the office to "run a few errands," hit a nice piece of ass and come back refreshed and ready to conquor the world!

I had the .net on at work, just sort of cruising around...not looking for anything really, just wanted to see what was out there. I was busier today than I was all week, so wasn't really paying attention to who/what was around, let alone hunting for ass. BUT, I saw a guy I've been chatting with for awhile, so just popped him a note saying, "hi." He wrote back saying that he was "so horny" and asked if I was "into groups."

We all know the answer to the latter, although as we know, they often are less than thrilling.

Nonetheless, reading that reply awakened my cock, which I could see filling up my crotch. I also noticed a "spot" right there. The possibility that it could be cum didn't even cross my mind. It just seemed ludicrous. Then I remembered...the other day, I was watching XTube in my office, and busted a nut in my jeans (clearly this pair). So I got up, went to the kitchen, dabbed my jeans, and came back to the computer where there were several messages from both the guy hosting the group, and one of the dudes that was planning on attending.

Conveniently, the host was near my office, and the other guy invited looked good, and had a profile that accented a lot of yummy piggy fun

I put things at work on hold for a bit, told my assistant that I was heading out to run a few errands, and was on my way.

Right when I walked into the guy's place, I saw someone I had hooked up with a couple years ago. A really good looking guy, with a smoking body, but we just didn't click...not much chemistry.

My surprise of seeing him there was visible...then I became upset that I didn't know about him being there. The host should've told me. At any rate, I don't make stinks, so just told the host that I wasn't really into the other guy, and that he and I could play some other time. He told me that the non-chem guy (and that has nothing to do with partying, but the lack of chemistry that we had) was just leaving.

OK.

So I walked back to the bedroom, and the non-chem guy was just standing there. I gave a friendly hello...felt TOTALLY awkward, and excused myself to the bathroom where I took a nice long leak.

When I came out, non-chem was still there, in his briefs. I said that since it appeared as though I interrupted them, I would happily duck out because I was "not into threeways." I had to lie...desperate times...

Non-chem said, "you're hot dude, too bad," and the host began blowing me. I couldn't get hard because I was a little embarrassed and felt strange, nervous, uncomfortable. Non-chem slowly got dressed and made his way out.

Now that I was alone with the host (and eagerly awaiting the third whose profile I saw on the .net), we got down to it. He blew me well. First I was standing on the floor, and he was lying on his back on the bed. I fucked his face nice and easy in this position, then wanted to get deeper, so I climbed on top and sat on his chest, burying my cock down his throat. Atfer that, I rolled over onto my back, propped myself up on his headboard, and pushed his head down onto my shaft.


The the buzzer rang. I told the host to leave the door open so the kid could walk in and see us going at it. He did.

In the other guy came (*he's the one with the piggy profile). Cute. Smooth body with a little extra chub, but in a cute way. He immediately stripped and got in the mix, diving into the host's ass (while he was still eating my meat).

After holing him out, the young pig lied down next to me so we could make out with the host sucked both of our dicks. He had an AWESOME rockhard cock.

I was ready to fuck, so I stood up, went to the edge of the bed, pulled the host's ass back, lubed up his hole, and stuck it in. He was resisting it at first, then opened up and took it like a pro. I didn't start slow, like I normally do, but just fucking went. to. town. I felt sort of like performing for the pig, which made things even hotter for me.

I asked the pig if he wanted to fuck, and he took the bait. Watching this dude nail the host was fucking hot. Like me, he ploughed him from behind, ramming like a jackhammer. He got up onto the bed, pushed the host's head down, lifted his ass up, squated and banged the shit out of this guy. He was moaning in agonizing pleasure.


It was my turn again. I lied him flat on his belly, and bounced up and down slapping his ass, back and thick legs with my whole body. We were all sweating hard now, beads of my sweat splashing onto the hosts smooth back and beefy ass, causing us to slip and slide over each other.

The pig nailed him one last time. Hard. Driving it home like all fucking hell. The bottom warned that he was going to cum, and shot a HUGE load all over the towel on his bed. The pig pulled out and he and I blew a load together all over the host's ass.

I washed off, bid farewell and made my way back to the office...and still was able to report it all!

Thanks...

I just want to say that I was not at ALL looking for compliments or ego-boosters, but totally appreciate the comments and suggestions. I'll work on all of what was suggested and keep up the things that people like. It was getting to the point where I was not looking forward to writing about my "fun," only because I wasn't getting many comments from readers, which really fuel me (and I'm sure other bloggers feel the same). So please, feel free to comment all you want - feedback, whether positive or negative, is always helpful.


I'm not going to go overboard or embellish anything just to make it more interesting, but will try to add variety to the posts, including adding more personal thoughts, information, etc. I'm reticent to offer too many details because I want/need to remain anonymous, but will go as far as I'm comfortable going.


And a shameless plea... if you like it, tell others. How great would it be to have new readers/fans. Maybe I'll even have a meet and greet one of these days. It will of course be in the backroom of some skank East Village bar.