Monday, September 18, 2017

I am trying to comeback........

I am trying to comeback, but it has been a process that has been interrupted by life - work, family and day-to-day-stresses.  I didn't choose to take a break from the Blog.  I didn't stop having sex.  I didn't stop having experiences that I thought about blogging.  But, I just haven't always had the time or the energy to blog about them.

I want to thank the fans of the Blog who have reached out.  I appreciate your comments, compliments and questions.  BTW, the pictures that some of you sent were out of this world.  I have some incredibly HOT readers - out of this fucking world HOT!

I have made some great friends.  I have become acquainted with some great guys.  Fans of the Blog can always contact me.  I will respond.  To the readers that I have disappointed, I apologize.  You know who you are and I am sorry.  I am always open to a dialogue with fans of the Blog and willing to answer questions.

Now, a taste of recent events.  Occasionally, when I am bored or horny or both I will surf through Craigslist.  So, a few weeks back I started to regularly come across the same post.  With some variations, it usually read:

My BF will suck you.

BF is  6'3" 210 wm.  He is clean and disease-free you be too.  Must be comfortable with me there.

At first, I didn't take these posts too seriously.  It seemed to be posted repeatedly every 7 to 10 days.  Then evening out of boredom I responded.

Oddly, the BF who was being shared responded.  It was a little weird.  He was very tentative and asked a series of questions about what I wanted and what I would expect.  We went back and forth casually over about 3 or 4 days.  We exchanged pictures.  I had expected to be talking to the dominant partner, but instead I was "negotiating" with the "submissive" partner.  The vibe was strange, but the pictures were hot.  BF is a cute boy-next-door guy more well-put-together geek than athletic.  I decided to see if I could make this blowjob happen.

The next Sunday afternoon I was doing a lot of nothing and preparing for the coming week.  I get an email from the BF.  He is headed home.  His husband is at home.  They are ready.  Do I want to come over?  Yes, I said.

I get to their place in a newly gentrifing neighborhood east of the Anacostia and find a newly re-done rowhouse on a formerly sketchy street.  The husband greets me at the door.  He is tall early-30's sandy colored hair with a little bit of facial scruff.  He invites me in and I follow him downstairs to a  TV room with a big L-shaped sectional couch in the corner.  He offers me a seat and then he deliberately sits on the opposite end of the couch.  He has been checking me out and I must have passed because he calls out for the BF.

BF comes down the stairs and looks every bit as tentative as his emails sounded.  BF is early-30's 6'3" around 200 lbs but looks younger.  We make introductions and I understand the vibe.  It's clear this is the husband's idea and my quick deduction is that it has taken a while to convince the BF and for the BF to find someone with whom hei is comfortable.

I decided to take the lead.  I kicked off my shoes and dropped my pants then I kicked back on the couch.  I firmly but non-threateningly instructed the BF to get on his knees between my legs.  BF gets on his knees in front of me and literally looks at his husband.  I firmly tell him to look at me.  He obeys.  I put my hand on the back of his head and guide his face to my crotch.  When his mouth is at my cock I gently rub the head of my cock along his lips and tell him to suck my cock.  I stay firm and in control.  My hand never leaves the back of his head.  He is tentative but he slowly relaxes and turns out to be a damn good cocksucker.  I pull out and smack his face a little with my cock.  Then I facefuck him a little.  Nothing brutal, but I push his envelop and make sure he gags a little.  I firmly tell him to relax and enjoy it.  I know he likes it.  I tell him to breathe through his nose and swallow the whole thing and he goes for it and does.

I am in that sweet spot with the headed of my cock buried in BF's throat.  My hand is working his head up and down on my cock, when I casually look over at the husband.  His eyes are glued to the action and it is obvious that he is enjoying it.  His cock is out and he is stroking like a madman.  I grin and ask the husband if he is enjoying himself and he says yeah.

I am approaching the zone now.  I can feel the pressure building and I decide I am not ready to cum yet.  I look down and ask the BF if he is enjoying my cock.  He says yes loud enough that I know his husband hears.  I pull out and rub my wet cock all over his face repeatedly until I hear the BF moan quietly.  I tell him to suck on my big balls and then I stare at the husband.  I watch him watch me get satisfied by his man's mouth.  He is loving the show!

Now its time.  I don't ask I order the BF to swallow my load.  I firmly push his head down.  He resists a little but submits.  I cum in his mouth with 5 or 6 massive spurts.  I can tell BF is struggling to take it all but he swallowed like a champ.  I tell him to slowly clean me up and BF licks my cock and balls clean.  He looks up at me with half a grin and says damn there was so much cum.

Tuesday, August 09, 2016

New Eye CandyI Orlando Bloom!

Ok, I'll put this out there... If there is a young bottom in the DC Metro Area that looks like this contact me immediately.  I'll fuck you silly!!!

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Moving to TUMBLR

It will take some time for setup, but I guess I am moving to TUMBLR.

New web address is:

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Blogger will no longer permit Sexual Content after March 23rd

Anyone want to email me about alternatives to Blogger?  I would like to continue to Blog, but not a total Techie here.



Sunday, February 22, 2015

Monday, September 01, 2014

Finally an Update!!!

Hello everyone!  I want to thank everyone for all of the positive messages I have received from readers of this Blog.  I really do appreciate the feedback.  All is well with me, it is just so fucking hard to Blog sometimes.  I am not complaining, but it takes time to collect my thoughts and to decide whether anything that is happening to me is even worth Blogging about.  So, thank you for taking time to even read this....

My fwb D is still a particular fascination of mine.  I "collared" him, at his request, with a locked chain around his neck a few years ago and I have the only 2 keys to the lock.  He demands nothing.  He expects nothing.  He asks for nothing.  I worked out with him last Wednesday and fucked him last night after we had a very relaxed dinner and watched a movie together.  If I don't contact D for a month, he will be there when I finally reach out.  I know this because I have done it.  He seems to crave the detached nature of our "relationship".  I see him on the Metro some mornings and he smiles.  Some times he approaches me and sometimes he doesn't.  He always looks absolutely delicious.

I asked him once how he explains the chain around his neck and he said no one ever asks about it.  He smiled and said that people who know what it is sometimes give him a knowing look and others just probably assume it is jewelry.  I'll admit that the chain around his neck makes my cock hard.  Last year I was in San Francisco on the Muni and saw a guy with a heavier chain and a bigger lock around his neck.  I stared, a lot.  To the point that the guy noticed me staring and I got the impression that he was almost proud that I noticed the chain.

D and I work out together usually at least once a week  He texts me regularly.  We occasionally meet for a drink.  We took golf lessons together in the Spring.  Last night we cooked dinner together and watched a movie.  It was weird.  He messaged me and said, "If you aren't doing anything let's spend the evening together.  I am positive he doesn't know about this Blog or cherryboi.

We messed around on the couch like teenagers.  We fucked passionately like lovers.  When I woke up this morning he was gone.

Sunday, August 31, 2014

Knock, Knock Who's There? - But this wasn't a joke!

It was Thursday, August 28, 2014. I had been home less than 15-minutes before there was someone at my front door.  I was still changing into sweats upstairs preparing to relax.  Afterwards, I wondered whether he had been watching my house from somewhere near by???  As I type this, I am still wondering about that.

I fumbled with the drawstring on my sweats as I came down the stairs and heard my iPhone start to ring in the kitchen as I headed for the front door.  I can say that I wasn't expecting anyone and I was never expecting who was at the door. But, there he was!

He is now 30, 6'1", bl, bl with the same athletic build - maybe approaching muscular.  He is, believe it or not, better looking as some guys get as they age when young good looking becomes a more mature all-American handsome.  He hesitantly smiled as he looked at me when I opened the door.  I am unsure that I should admit this, but how does the expression go......"My heart leapt" at the sight of him.  My total surprise at the sight of him went from a tightness in my chest to the ends of my toes.  There is no way he did not see my surprise.  I am not sure I could have hidden it.

I just stood at the door and looked at him.  I don't know how long.  I didn't say anything.  I remember gripping and releasing the door knob a few times and saw the smile go away on his face.   Everything ran through my head.  I was surprised, I was angry, I was flooded by emotions and for a few seconds totally off balance and not in control.  He said, "Hello", which focused me and I repeated, "Hello".

Long-time readers of this Blog will remember cherryboi.  I had originally thought that cherryboi had left DC.  A year or so ago, my friend "Dan" broke it to me that he had spotted cherryboi on U Street.  I also had a fairly stronger suspicion that "Dan" still was in contact with him too.  It had taken a long time, but I was at a point in my life where I didn't think about cherryboi everyday.  Now here he was at my door.  It was strangely like a really bad black and white movie.

There was another long silence.  He asked, "Should I leave?", and I thought for a long minute and said, "No, come in."  I pointed towards the living room as I walked to the kitchen to find my iPhone.  More to give me time to think than anything else.  I yelled out to see if he wanted any wine and he said, "Yes", which gave me a few more minutes to collect myself.  I came back with a fresh bottle of California Cab and two glasses and poured some wine for both of us.

We sat and stared at each other for a few minutes.  He started talking by saying he had wanted to call or come see me for a long time, but was sure I hated him.  It ended with him crying softly om my couch as I thought about what he said and stared out my front window.  We finished the bottle of wine and chatted a lot about a lot.  Little does he know that I love him.  I did not tell him.

It is a good thing I was reticent, because he finally told me he is sort of seeing someone.  I am not surprised.