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.