Sunday, September 29, 2013

My Trick Card

I was always been a big fan of a Blog called Dreams of Patroclus.  This Blog has been inactive for a longtime.  I keep it on my Blogroll, because I hope that he may eventually return.  I would imagine that his career made Blogging more and more difficult.  You all should check him out.  He is a true southern gentlemen. 

Patroclus in Greek mythology was the mythical comrade, brother-in-arms and lover of Achilles.  Their relationship was said to have inspired Alexander the Great in his alleged romantic relationship with his companion Hephaestion.  Patroclus died on the fields of war outside the walls of Troy.  The relationship between Patroclus and Achilles is held up as a model of romantic love.

One of many things I have learned from Dreams of Patroclus is the benefit of having a personal "calling card" or trick card as I call it.  Mine has my first name, cell phone number and a rather anon email address.  This allows whoever I give the card to the ability to casually contact me while protecting my identity and private information.

I won't boast about how many times my trick card has gotten me laid.  When there is a connection and time permits, I press one of the cards into the hand of whoever has crossed my path.  Sometimes months go by and I get a casual message that leads to a rewarding experience.  Thank you Dreams of Patroclus!

Why am I posting this you might ask?  I got wildly luck again this evening and got a blowjob in my living room from I-Got-Wildly-Lucky-Last-Night.  He had my card from last Fall.

Saturday, September 28, 2013

The Guy from the Corner Store is a total cumslut.

The Guy from the Corner Store is a total cumslut.  He is in his 30's, 5' 11". lean and very cute with sandy-brown hair and green eyes.   He has a fantastic ass and gives the most incredible head.  He lives about 1 block from my house.  I am on smile and wave terms with him and his pretty young wife.  When he can get away, he usually texts me for some cock and cum.  When his pretty young wife is out of town, I usually get his ass.

Wednesday, I got a familiar text.  "Around?" 

By 6:00PM, the Guy from the Corner Store is standing at my door and wastes no time wrapping his mouth around my cock after I let him in.  I unzip and he reaches into my pants to get at my cock.  He pulls my cock and my balls outside my pants.  It is clear that this will be fast.  He nuzzles my cock, licks the head and starts in on me with his hand firmly around my balls.  I am immediately rock hard.  I lean my head back and try to focus.  My hand is on the back of his head.  I meet his greedy gulps at my cock thrusting as deeply as I can down his throat.  He is clearly determined to get what he came for.  He gave me a great blowjob.  He sucked on my cock and licked it and my balls like his life depended on it.  After about 20 minutes of intense head, I blew a massive load down his throat.  He swallowed it and kissed my cockhead.  I zipped and he left. 

"Good time again!", he texted about 15 minutes after he left.

Saturday, September 07, 2013

The Married Guy - What Is This Really?

I originally met The Married Guy at a co-worker's Holiday Party in Upper NW DC a couple of years ago. Since then he randomly contacts me and we always end up messing around and fucking.  I don't contact him.  He always contacts me.  This has been very convenient and, frankly, he is very hot so I enjoy our hookups a lot. 

There are many guys like this in DC.  Many of them masquerade as conservative Republicans.  I used to think these guys were confused, but they aren't.  They are outwardly cocky and alpha-types, but inwardly are submissive and crave a man's touch.  This embarrasses and humiliates them, so usually they want their contacts with another man to embarrass and humiliate them.  I realized a while ago that the reason that The Married Guy keeps coming back is that he realizes that I have him figured out and that I don't judge him and I won't out him.  He thinks he is dirty and his desires are "wrong", so he will never come out.  He will always play the role of the successful, good-looking, preppy, dutiful husband.  

As the years have gone by, The Married Guy and I have encountered each other in more and more social activities.... parties, a recreation league, out on the town and other social situations.  This hasn't been intentional.  It has been more coincidental and just shows what a small town DC really is under the surface.  The initial "look of utter terror crossing his eyes" when these encounters happen has lessened, The Married Guy is both fascinated and repelled by interactions with me in public.  I think he has developed a sense of safety as more of these encounters have occurred and he has become comfortable that our public and private interactions are safely (for him) compartmentalized.  No one would or will ever guess that behind closed doors he is all over my cock, he has mastered ability to carry himself as the ultimate straight guy.  He is definitely a closet case.

So, my point is?  What is this really with The Married Guy?  We have fallen into a routine.  I hear from him about 2 to 3 times per month.  Sometimes more often.  If his wife is out of town or he can arrange time before or after a business trip, he is usually getting nailed in my bed for a night or so.

Thursday evening I got a text from a drunk The Married Guy.  I unlocked the front door and kicked back in my comfortable chair.  I never got up from the chair.   The Married Guy let himself in and clumsily undressed.  He started on the floor between my legs.  He is an eager and hungry cocksucker.  In a few minutes, I was hard as stone.  I ordered him to lube my cock and his ass real good and straddle me.  I played with his little brown nipples and squeezed his ass as he worked my cock into him.  He is always tight and the pain and please of being penetrated was all over his face.  He rode me like a champ.  Soon he was balls deep and sliding up and down the length of my cock.  It was so hot and passionate I didn't even try to hold back.  I busted hard deep inside of him and he kept sliding up and down on my cock until I went soft.

So, am I his booty call or is he my preppy slut?

Friday, November 23, 2012

Finally.... Rough.... and Raw!

I am going to tell you a long and winding tale!  Literally, I posted on Craigslist about 3 years ago and this fairly hot 32yo wm guy responded. He described himself as, "5'9", 140 pounds, smooth. I'm into being used. anon is hot. can wear a blindfold if you like that. Pics?"  His response came with a pic, that I am not going to share.  My mouth was watering.  We chatted online, but of course we never met.  He flaked.

This isn't un-common scenario as anyone who has cruised on Craigslist knows.  But, about 3 weeks later he initiated and we chatted again.  He flaked yet again.  Again and again.  This has been going for about 3 years.  It eventually stopped pissing me off and has been rather interesting.  The dude is hot.  More pics have followed.  He is actually quite engaging.  If he is reading this post, yes I am talking about you so get ready.

Last Thursday we started chatting again............

HIM:  definitely in the mood to suck, swallow a load. so would you want to breed my hole?

ME:  i at work till 5:30/6:00... after?

HIM:  my address is...........Arlington.  email me when u r on the way? anything u want to specify - how u want it to work, etc, just let me know. don't be shy - this is an opportunity to make something you've imagined into a reality.

ME:  i am looking to use you as a bitch?   be waiting to serve as instructed.  you will do as i say and submit to my demands.   i will do as i please even if you beg, whine, cry, etc.   i am done when i say so.

HIM:  Ok, i'm good with that.  from reading your message its clear you know what u want and i like that you're willing to demand and take it.  i especially like that u get off on my irrelevance and have no qualms about ignoring my wishes, pleas...even finding them appealing as they are evidence that it is all about u having what u want and using me in the process.  if restraints are needed, i assume you won't hesitate.

(a little while later near 5:30PM)

ME:  i am on my way.

HIM:  Great!  i do think it would be hot if you came in my unlocked door, found me in a pair of underwear on my knees - proceeded to restrain my hands, ripped my underwear off while saying, "bitch, you aren't going to need these for what i have in mind".  once you had me restrained and ready for use, you then undressed.  i like the idea of being totally helpless before i ever see you undressed - it's the excitement of being committed to the situation without having ever laid eyes on the object that will violate my holes in numerous ways.

ME:  ok. then be in your underwear near the door.  i want you tightly blindfolded.  place the restraints you have conveniently nearby.

(as I am driving to Arlington, I receive.....)

HIM:  would you mind fucking me covered?  as much as I am fascinated by the idea of your load in my hole, it scares me.  as an alternative, after you shoot your load in the condom, could you lay me flat on my back, tell me to open my mouth with my tongue out - you get over me with the head of your cock over my mouth, then you pour you load on the head of your cock, making sure that anything that runs off, falls in my mouth.  once you've poured it all over your cock, you put your cock down my throat - all the way so that my face is buried in your pubic area.

ME:  i am 10 mins away.

HIM:  Ok

When I arrived at his front door, I tried the door knob and it was unlocked.  I entered cautiously and found him beyond the entry way on his knees, blindfolded, wearing a pair of tighty-whities and almost quivering.  I locked and chained the door.  After literally years of e-mails, I expected it to be a bogus address.

As he balanced himself quivering on his knees, I slowly undressed and neatly folded and stacked my clothes on a convenient chair.  He spoke several times while i was undressing, but I ignored him.  It was very apparent that this un-nerved him.  He was smooth except for some pubes and hair on his legs, 5'9", lean and looked younger than the 32 years he claimed.

I was there for maybe an hour.  I grabbed him by his hair and pulled him to his bedroom down the hall.  There was a rope and thick leather strap beside his bed.  I tied his hands behind his back and began to face-fucked him.  When he was gagging to the point of retching, I would let him lick my balls until he caught his breathe and then I would face-fucked him some more.  After about 15 to 20-minutes, he started to whine.  He continually asked what I was going to do next.

Finally, while he was licking my balls I moved forward on his face and put his mouth and nose firmly in my crack.  I could feel him fight under me.  He was squirming to get away.  I pull him up and smacked him across his face.  He instantly stopped struggling and went limp.  With my other hand, I tore his tighy-whities off of him.  I snugged his blindfold and tightening the rope binding his hands together and proceeded to use the leather strap on him for a few minutes until he was almost totally silent.  Then I fucked him.  He was tight and had not lubbed.  It was skin-on-skin, which always creates a friction I enjoy.  I used him rough.  I fucked to dominate him.  I fucked to use him.  I fucked to humiliate him.  When that familiar pressure was building in my groin, I fucked slower but deeper to be sure I planted my load deep inside him.  At this point, he had totally submitted.  He groaned and met my thrusts, but it was a very submissive fuck on his part.  I bused a big load in him.  I must have spurted 7 or 8 times into his tight boypussy.     

I rested on top of him still buried inside him for a few minutes.  As my cock got soft, it began to slip out of his cum-filled hole.  I got up and smacked him on the ass I just used.  Took a quick shower, dressed and left him there.

Saturday, September 29, 2012

I got wildly lucky last night!!!

I got home late from work last night and after trying to relax realized that I didn't really want to cook anything so I headed over to H Street figuring I grab something quick to eat.  As I walked over, I came across a neighbor and we chatted for a few minutes and then we both decided to head over to one of the bars on H Street.  We sat at the bar and bs'ed.  I complained and he listened and he complained and I listened.  Felt real good.  The bs'ing and alcohol definitely relaxed me.  We both finished at least 3 drinks and then he announced he had to head home to his wife and I headed to the bathroom.

I entered the bathroom and was alone, but about a minute later someone else entered.  I frankly was concentrating on hitting the urinal, so I wasn't paying much attention.  As I finished and shook, I looked up and noticed that a guy was standing at the urinal to my left.  He was looking directly at me and smiling a big shit-eating grin.

The guy was one of the 20's or very early 30's white interns that crawl all over Capitol Hill.  He stood about 5-10 or 5-11 and weighed maybe 150 lbs.  He was lean but not skinny and was wearing a tight pair of dress pants and a rumpled white dress shirt.  Before I had completely processed the whole scene, I realized that he was signaling me by motioning with his head to join him in the stall in the corner of the bathroom.

So WTF, I did.  With the door closed he went straight to his knees and started fumbling with my belt and zipper and shoved his hand into my pants, cupped my balls and cock and pulled them out to his face.  He looked up at me with another big shit-eating grin and them swallowed my cock while he kneaded my balls with his hand.  I was instantly as hard as stone and he had the perfect touch.  He sucked, he licked, he nibbled on the mushroom end of my cock and he was at the same to eager and deliberate.  It was intense as hell and by this point my knees were a little weak.  After a few minutes focused solely on my cock, he looked up and said, ""You have the biggest set of balls.  They are huge."

Suddenly, someone else entered the bathroom.  I froze and his hand moved up and he gently patted me on the chest.  He slowed down his pace and kept my cock in his warm mouth and kept his other hand firmly around my balls.  The new arrival used the urinal and did his business and left.

The guy immediately proceeded to totally suck my cock and work my balls.  I had to be panting at some point because I heard this guttural moan say, "I want it.  Please give it to me."

Within a minutes, my hand was on the back of his head and I was releasing powerful spurts of cum over and over into his eager mouth.  He swallowed each like a champ and ran his tongue over the end of my cock to get any more that he could encourage.  When I had finished, he slowly licked my cock and balls clean and when he got to the end of my cock, he squeezed the end and licked it to get all of my load.  He then gently packed my cock and balls back into my pants and zipped my zipper.  We both fumbled with my belt as we exited the stall.

I will say, it was the perfect, most intense random blowjob.

At the sink he licked his lips and said, "Thank you."

I smile and put my card in his shirt pocket.  Hopefully, if he sobers up and remembers the whole thing in a good way I'll get a repeat.

When I left the bar, the guy was back with a group of his 20's and early 30's comrades at the end of the bar.

Monday, March 05, 2012

Goodbye CampusGloryhole on XTube

I have been a big fan of the video's posted on Xtube. At some University in Texas he was faithfully manning a gloryhole and giving some stellar performances at the end of some great college cocks and posting the video's for my stroking pleasure.

At one point last month, I noticed he had started a Blog where he was posting videos too. In a few of the videos he mentioned Grindr in the descriptions and I briefly fantasized about finding him and his gloryhole the next time I was in Texas.

This guy was a worldclass cocksucker, which is intended to be a compliment. I even referred his videos to a reader of my Blog who asked me about good blowjobs a few weeks ago.

This morning when I went searching for some porn for my stroking pleasure, I discovered that CampusGloryhole gone. His video's on Xtube and his Blog removed. So very said.............

I hope all is well and that CampusGloryhole is just practicing his gift in private out there some where for the benefit of some lucky guys who find him!

Thank you, CampusGloryhole!!! I enjoyed your talent!