Thursday, December 31, 2009

New Year's Exe 2009

I just wanted to touch base. I have been in one of those frames of mind where I haven't had the inclination to blog. All is well. I am not dating anyone, but I am still a guy.... so I am having sex.

I received a surprise invitation to spend this evening with D. My next post will update you on that..........

Happy New Year everyone!

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Eye Candy - Santa, this is what I want for Xmas!!!

I am hunkered down and weathering what appears to be the worst snowstorm that DC has seen in years. I took an after breakfast walk, but basically have been homebound all day. Reading and TV. Nothing much else to do for now.

I am sorry that I haven't been in the frame of mind to post. I am recovering from a broken heart, but all is well and I thought I'd take a few minutes to post something. There have been some escapades, but I'll write about them later.

Today I spent a lot of time on-line looking at porm. I am a guy. I want to let everyone know what I want for Christmas. This delicious Euro boy:

dominic ford ricoh

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Eye Candy - Cleveland Indians' Grady Sizemore's iPhone Pics

I don't do this often, but I came across these eye candy pics of Grady Sizemore on the Internet this afternoon. Grady Sizemore is an outfielder who plays for the Cleveland Indians. If you aren't familiar with him you can check him out here. Apparently, these pics were snapped during some sextexting with his Playboy Playmate girlfriend Brittany Binger.

He is delicious, fucking hot and as you can see hung like a horse.............

Cleveland Indians' Grady Sizemore's iPhone Pics

Cleveland Indians' Grady Sizemore's iPhone Pics

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Thanksgiving, cherryboi, the Marine - and a date

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!! I am making pasta salad and a desert for a group dinner at "Dan" and "Howard"'s place with friends this evening. Things are good!

With all the news about the military and debating about whether the President will send even more troops to Afghanistan, my thoughts have been with the the Marine. He is still deployed in Afghanistan. I won't get any more specific. It appears that he will be there for a while. Our conversations are always generic, but we IM and exchange e-mails a lot. I have gone high tech enough to have Yahoo! messenger on my phone, so we IM at the strangest times. I think he's scared and bored. He is too macho to admit the scared descriptor, but I can feel it and totally understand. I am moved by the sacrifices these men and women make for us. Having said that, he promises me that he is living his dream. He wants to be and is a Marine!

I put together two big care packages that I mailed out to Afghanistan on Monday. I must have made quite a sight lugging these two big boxes from the Metro to the Union Station Post Office. It was stuff that the Marine said that he an his buddy's could use. I also threw all of the books that I had around the house into the boxes along with some sweets and everything else I could think. It made me feel good to do it. I am thankful for them. I think we all can agree that we hate war, I just want all of them to come home safe someday soon. I'd also luv to fuck the Marine again soon and can't tell him.

cherryboi left a box with a note on my backstep some time between Friday and Sunday last week. I found it last Sunday afternoon. I had not planned to ever mention him again in this blog, but the note changed my mind. The box contained an old sweatshirt, some clothes and about everything I had ever given him during our relationship. It also contained the book - The Ultimate Guide to Fellatio: How to Go Down on a Man and Give Him Mind-Blowing Pleasure that I once mentioned in this blog. I will be honest. I actually cried. It appears that cherryboi has quit his job and moved back home. He wants to try to live a straight lifestyle. I gather from the note that he has surrendered to family pressure and fear to come out to his Mother and Father. I am sad, but at a loss to do anything constructive about it.

I had a date last night. Not really much to tell. We planned to have drinks and that turned into dinner at his suggestion. It was nice and I thought I'd mention it. I am not sure it if will go anywhere.

Finally, D just text messaged me: "I am so horny! Please come fuck me!" I will soon:)

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Pounded The Cop's hole last night

I passed on a chance to go out after work last night with some friends. I haven't been very sociable lately and I haven't had much energy to Blog either. I went home and did a few chores. I made some soup and a salad to eat and passed on the thought of a late trip to the gym last night. I headed up to bed early.

I was still dozing after midnight, when the phone rang. I almost knew before I answered that it was The Cop. His voice has that tone that makes my cock tingle. He is almost begging to come over. I told him to come over, but warned him that I was tired.

I went downstairs and unlocked the door. I then crawled back in bed to doze a while. I am not sure how much later I awoke to The Cop coming into the room. Again, he is wearing his police uniform. A move he has fallen into that I don't comment on. It is FUCKING HOT! I lazily watched him undress and neatly layout his police uniform on my chair by the bedroom window. The light from outside silhouetted his well defined muscular body. I could make out the roundness of his big bubble ass and his muscular legs and thighs. Any thoughts I'd had of not fucking him disappeared immediately.

He crawled into bed next to me and I just pushed him down to my cock. There were no orders or words of encouragement. He knew what I wanted and he knew what he came for. He was hungry for my cock and engulfed it with his mouth. I closed my eyes and reached down to grab his head. I could feel him working his tongue on my shaft. Occasionally, I would firmly force his head down on my cock to feel it in his throat. After a while of this, I pulled him up from my crotch and we kissed passionately and made out for a while.

Then I told him firmly to get on his stomach. I got up behind him and had to admire his ass for a bit. Then, I grabbed each cheek firmly and opened up his crack. I spit three times on his hole, wrapped my cock and put the head at his hole. Then as I forced my way into him, I dropped down on top of him. I felt him stiffen and grunt at my presence in him. I positioned my legs outside his thighs as I bucked my hips to force my cock deeper into him. He groaned in pleasure and turned to look at me I kissed his lips lightly and wrapped my arm around his neck. Then, I whispered huskily into his ear that I was now just going to fuck him.

I rode him hard and held on to him with my arm wrapped around his neck firmly. He groaned in pleasure as I bucked to get into him deeper. Finally, I came in waves into him. Then, I was spent on top of him. I could hear and feel him panting under me. I rolled over and he spooned up to me. I still had the condom hanging on my cock when I woke up this AM.

After a light breakfast together, we went to my gym and worked on arms and core. I would definitely like to have The Cop's 8-pack.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

When Are You Gonna Just Fuck Me Raw? Pt. 3

I appreciate everyone's public and private comments. I took a lot of heat from prople about my post about fucking D raw. It probably was for the most part deserved. I spent several days after hooking-up with D trying to figure out what the next step should be. It didn't help that I got a running stream of text messages from D begging me to come fuck him.

I posted that I was in love with cherryboi most of the time. That was true. cherryboi and I were at the National Equality March on Sunday, October 11, 2009. He went back to work and the next time I heard from him was on the following Friday. It was after 9:30PM by the time he got to my place. It was nasty and rainy. cherryboi came into the kitchen and I remember now that he was wearing a jacket that he never removed. Before I could break the good news to him that I had fucked D raw and broke my promise or offer him something to eat, he announced that we needed to have a talk. To cut to the chase, he broke up with me. "I have needed to break up with you for a while.....", he told me. I am not going to blog about all the pesky details. He handled it very maturely. He told me that he will always care for me. He gave me a quick kiss and laided my house key on the counter and was out the front door before I could take a deep breathe. He still doesn't know that I that I fucked D raw. It is over. I am sure that all of you will think I got what I deserved and you all may be right. As I write this post, I don't really fully understand why cherryboi broke up with me. This has been painful.

So, no sex lately to blog about because I haven't been motivated to reach out for it. I am going to set about picking up and moving on.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

When Are You Gonna Just Fuck Me Raw? Pt. 2

Yes everyone, I broke the rules with D. I felt a slight twinge of guilt as I woke up Sunday morning in his bed. But, I have to be honest it was only a twinge and it was very momentary. I had D's ass raw again Sunday morning before breakfast. We laid in bed and talked about barebacking. I will continue to fuck D raw. The fag wants it! Spare me the judgments. Believe me, if he offered you his ass raw you'd have it too!

cherryboi is still in the picture. I am not sure what I'll tell him if anything. I am in love with cherryboi most of the time. I nailed him nearly 2 weeks ago. We didn't see each other again until this Sunday. No complaints. We are both busy.

It is sex with D. Great sex! I would like to get both of them in bed at the same time, but I am sure that will always be a fantasy.

cherryboi and I were at the National Equality March on Sunday. He held my hand the whole afternoon and then went back to work.

Monday, October 12, 2009

When Are You Gonna Just Fuck Me Raw?

Friday night, I text messaged D because I was horny after a long evening out drinking with some work friends and I was not ready to go home alone. Regrettably, I got no response, so I went home and crashed. The next morning, I had the following text from D with a timestamp of 3:40AM:

D: Sir, I am sorry I did not get your text until now. Please tell this fag how can to make it up to you?

I texted back that I was still looking for some ass and head. We texted back and forth with some scheduling for Saturday evening and a little bit of flirting. One thing led to another and finally I got a text saying:

D: Sir, I will be home from 6:30PM on. You know the code. Door will be unlocked. PLEASE come when you want to!!!!

I was out at dinner with some friends. It was a combination birthday dinner for one friend and a catchup for all of us. Things have been crazy for all of us. We joked about how little time there seemed to be lately to do anything but work. I had been out later than I planned. I ended up waiting almost 20 minutes for a Red Line train, so I considered not riding the extra stops north to fuck D. The train stopped at the New York Avenue Station and the doors opened and I thought about the tight bubble butt waiting for me and started to get stiff. As the doors closed, my stiffinning cock told me that I had the energy to get laid.

D's building is a short walk from the Metro Station. I let myself in the front door of the building. When I got to D's door it was unlocked. I entered and locked the door behind me. The apartment was totally dark. I removed my shoes and put them near the foyer closet.

I found him asleep in his bedroom sprawled across the bed. He was half-covered with a sheet and totally nude. The mounds of his firm bubble butt were partially exposed and waiting for me. I undressed and crawled onto the bed beside him and he responded immediately with a lingering kiss.

D whispered, "I am so happy you decided to come."

We kissed and made out for a while. We have kissed before, but this was different. It was passionate and hungry from him. He clung to me and his kisses were hungry. This went on for long enough that I wondered for a minute, if we would fuck. As though he could read my mind, he reached down and grabbed my cock. "Put it in me now", he whispered.

I got up to grab a rubber and I noticed a very audible sigh from him. In the dark and almost disembodied, I hear his voice plaintively say, "When are you gonna just fuck me raw?"

I was taken by complete surprise. This came from nowhere and I was stunned. Then I just went with it. I crawled back into bed. His hand grabbed my cock and pulled me towards his ass. He was already lubed, but as tight as always. He grunted and tensed, but I pushed in and was instantly in bliss. His hungey hole engulfed my cock.

D always uses his ass well as we fuck. His muscles milk my cock. He always seems to squeeze harder as I pull out. The more I pumped into him the more he squeezed the shaft of my cock as I pulled back. After about 15 or 20 minutes of this, I busted uncontrollably into his ass. It was so intense, that I could feel the squirting cum move up the underside of my cock. He knew I was cumming. As I finished, I could feel him kissing my forearm. His ass was clamped tighly around the shaft of my cock and working it.

Surprised by the tender kisses on my arm and enjoying the sensations of his ass working my cock, I stayed in him and let him flex around me. I was totally over the top. I stayed hard. It felt incredible. He was hot with my cum. Instinctively, I justed began to thrust into him again.

I was more aggressive this time. I could hear D moan and grunt as I pounded my cock deeply into him. His ass felt like warm velvet around my cock. It was slick from my first load in him and I could feel that soon my second load would be in him too.

Then I could hear him softly moaning, "Fuck me! Fuck me! Don't stop. Fuck me!"

His ass was like paradise. It was hot with my cum and responsive to my every thrust. Added to that, D was pleading for it.

I think the whole building and people on the street heard me pump my second load deep into him. Even after I finished, I continued to fuck his velvety hole.

I was still hard as I pulled out of him and plopped down beside him on the bed. D immediately moved to cuddle up against me. I was totally spent. I woke up 9 hours later in his bed with the sun shining.

Thursday, October 01, 2009

Yesterday Anon

His address was a few blocks from the Metro. I was calm and unaffected until I came up on the escalator and felt the damp wind blowing against me. Then I began to have a feeling of anxious excitement that built as I walked towards his block.

He had e-mailed me a few days ago:

Please Fuck me dude… I luv to be used and anon is hot! Find me blindfolded or anyway that you want, hole up waiting for you so it is totally anonymous! 30 wm 6’1” 175 near XXXXXX Metro.

His second e-mail contained a mouth-watering bodpic with nice muscular legs and a hard ass. He made it clear again how hot the situation was to him and that I could have him any way that I wanted. He supplied a cell number and a promise to make himself available any time after 4:30PM most days.

His building was easy to find and I had no trouble getting inside. When I got to his door, it was ajar waiting for me to enter. As I closed the door, I realized that I could hear my heart beating in my hears. I was suddenly very excited and at the same time extremely anxious.

His room was dimmed from the quickening setting of the sun outside and the window treatments pulled almost tight, but I could see him laying on the bed nude and face down. He was wearing a blindfold and didn’t move or make a sound as I entered the room. I could hear him breathing between the throbbing sound in my ears.
I quickly undressed and crawled onto the bed behind him. I was totally erect. He wiggled his legs apart in a move to almost invite me. I could feel him jump a little as I touched his thigh just beneath the roundness of his ass. He was smooth and warm. There was a lingering sign of a summer tan. His ass felt as muscular as it looked in the bodpic he had sent.

As I looked him over, I caressed his ass checks and felt his firmness. Then I pulled them apart slightly between my hands. The first sound came from him as my tongue found his hole. He was very clean and fresh. He didn’t expected my tongue, that was clear. There was a moment of processing and then he began to react with low groans. I felt him push his hips down and towards me as I probed him with my tongue. I was surprised to find that he was very tight. I assumed a guy eagerly seeking to be used would have a sloppy used hole. I surprised myself by wanting to eat him out. For a while, I almost lost myself in his ass.

Then I decided to take him. I had decided ahead of time to be safe, so I quickly wrapped for the occasion. He wiggled his ass at the feeling of my cock approaching his hole. He was well-lubed, but his pucker was tight. My first careful attack at his pucker met some resistance. With my second attempt, I placed a firm open hand between his shoulder blades and forced my way in. As my cock penetrated him, his body convulsed and he gasped loudly. He didn’t resist and he didn’t pull away, but I could feel his ass flexing to accommodate my penetration. After getting in and allowing him a chance to get used to my cock, I began to gently thrust. He was instantly responsive and his gasping stopping and his breathing began to change. This boy liked being fucked, it had just been a while since he had been fucked.

I fucked him. I purposely concentrated on how my cock felt in him and adjusted my movements and pace to maximize how good it felt. I had come to make it about me and I did. I zoned in and out, occasionally noticing his responses and movements under me. Within in minutes, the pleasure was building in me. I concentrated on the moment. I didn’t try to last and I didn’t concern myself with him. It was fucking awesome! I peaked fast and could feel the explosions of cum at the end of my cock into the rubber. I was almost immediately spent and literally collapsed on top of him.

He laid there under my weight without making a sound or moving. I could hear him panting slightly. After a few minutes of collection, I got up and moved off his bed. He didn’t move. The rubber fell off of the end of my cock from the weight of the cum inside it. I tossed it on his back and grabbed his head to pull his face toward my crotch. He needed no prompting. He licked my cock and balls clean. I dressed and pulled the door tight as I left without either of us exchanging a single word. He has no idea who fucked him. It was incredible!

Sunday, August 30, 2009


One of my Readers, borg_queen, said...

Hi, can you please make a post ranking who the hottest and most good looking of your guys are? Who's got the best body, face, cock, etc.?

Please be objective and don't just put Cherry Boi at the top. lol thanks

Thank you, borg_queen, for the suggestion. It got me considering my good fortunate lately. So, after pondering it for a few days, here is my overall rating of the guys that I have named on this Blog:

Bottoms I have fucked and Blogged about ---

Number 1 may come as a surprise to everyone, but it is not cherryboi. It is the Marine. He is in his 30's, 6'4" with the trademark "high and tight" haircut. He is a perfectly formed man. Extremely hot! Need I say more? All around best looking and best body. Being a real Marine with the Tat may have pushed him to Number 1.

Number 2 is D. My Metro fuck buddy. He really does look like this Sean Cody model - Ben. A 28-yo white all-American boy-next-door type. He is about 6'1", 180 pounds with a massive uncut cock and has hazel-green eyes and brown hair. He is lean, worked out with just enough hair in the right places. All around great looking, great body, best cock and the best sex! He may be the hottest guy I have ever fucked, but what really makes it hot is that it is virtually NSA. He doesn't seem to want more and definitely doesn't ask for more. We have socialized a few times. We even lifted at the gym together twice. I can have him whenever I want him. I got a text message today from him - "u around?" Our code for my ass is yours if you want it.

Number 3 is cherryboi. He is now 27, 6'1", bl, bl. 178, 32"w, athletic build, 7” cut cock and eager. All around great looking, great body, great cock and the most passionate giving sex. He is also a sweet guy and he is mine. He actually read a book to learn how to give better blowjobs. Very hot! He gave me his cherry and we have become great friends.

Number 4 is Gareth. I first saw Gareth standing on a train platform in Switzerland. He is 25, 6’1”, large uncut cock, with a great body and a good head on his shoulders. He has a lean and cut European build. Hot! hot! hot! You can't forget that "british" prep look and the accent either. Somehow, I have managed to keep a really long-distance connection with him. We exchange e-mails all the time. I keep telling him that it is his turn to come to me.

Number 5 is K. I am not going to go into a lot of details about K. Read the posts.

Number 6 is Guy from the Corner Store. He is in his 30's, 5' 11". lean and very cute with sandy-brown hair and green eyes. He also has one fantastic ass and it is always tight! I don't write about this guy often, but I see him all the time around the neighborhood. We have hooked-up several more times. Each time he wants cum. He has a wife and a baby. I now know him and his wife by name, so it is a little uncomfort to get specific about boning him too. I will say these happily-married bottoms fascinate me.

Number 7 is The Cop. He is 30, 5'11", very muscular with sandy-brown hair and he is a Cop. He is almost too muscular for my taste. But, he is one extremely nice guy. I'd say we are friends at this point. Nothing quite compares to fucking a submissive Cop. He has an uncanny knack for calling at the perfect time.

Number 8 is The Married Guy. He is in his 30's with a lean and muscular body including six-pack with a nice light trail. He has boyish good looks and a devilish smile. He has sex appeal. There is something magnetic about this guy. And he is totally straight-acting living a straight life. Hot! Lets face it. It's hot fucking a married guy.

I hope to keep adding to the list!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

I am looking for a totally anonymous cockslut

I may regret this, but I have decided to try something new with this Blog. I have always had the wildest fantasies about totally anonymous sex, so I am looking for a totally anonymous cockslut to use. Want to be my totally anonymous fuckbuddy?

If being used by me when I have the urge for some anonymous ass appeals to you, Email Me with some pics, your age and stats along with more than one sentence on why I should choose you to use totally anonymously.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Status Update

I am alive everybody:) I really appreciate all of the positive comments and e-mails about the Blog and my lack of posting recently. Life, work and things have kept me occupied this Summer. Things are fine. Life just makes it hard to blog sometimes. I still have a sexlife and my sexcapades continue, I just haven't had the time or motivation to sit down and write lately.

I started a long post about my trip to Calistoga, California at the end of May, but haven't finished it. I definitely plan to. It was a trip to remember!

Monday evening after I finished with some dinner, I was surfing Craigslist and came across a simple post that said:

horny young latino guy looking to suck cock now. write back with stats and pics for mine

I wrote a quick response with my stats and a pic. Within 3 e-mails, the horny young latino guy was on his way to my place. His pics were sparse, but he claimed to be 19, 6.0', 180 lbs. When I answered the door an incredibly young and innocent-looking latino boy was standing outside. The stats were accurate enough and he was definitely a hottie, but I immediately doubted that he was the 19 years that he claimed. He sensed my hesitation. I am sure I was pretty obvious about it.

"I will suck your cock any way that you want it!", he blurted out as we stood in my open door.

"How old are you really?", I asked.

"I swear I am 19, man. I can prove it.", he said as he fished in his pocket and produced a wallet that he literally flipped open to show me his DC driver's license.

It showed a clear picture of the horny young latino guy in front of me with a date of birth of July 21, 1990. I let him in and closed and locked the door.

"I glad you let me inside. You looked totally like you were gonna close the door in my face.", he said.

The horny young latino guy was wearing a pair of baggy grey board-shorts and a plain navy blue t-shirt. He looked positively delicious. He was anxious and it showed. He was nervous too and that showed. The whole package was hot. I thought back to my early experiences as a young guy and decided to go easy and let the boy enjoy himself.

I headed to an easy chair in the back room of my first floor. The horny young latino guy was right behind me on my heels. I got to the chair and dropped my pants. I turned around and looked him directly in the eyes and gently said, "I want you on your knees between my legs." I dropped into the chair and spread my legs. The horny young latino guy shed his t-shirt and was on his knees instantly with my nearly hard cock in his face. I watched him look at my cock for a few seconds. For a moment, I thought he was going to freeze. But there was no reason to doubt that he was there on a mission. He reached out and very hesitantly took the shaft of my cock in his hand. He was looking at it. Literally studying it.

"I am a little nervous.", he said. "This is only the second time that I have done this."

"Have you changed your mind?", I asked while he held my now fully hard cock in his hand.

"No.", he replied.

"Then suck my cock.", I said. And he did.

It was gingerly at first. He was more tentative than skilled. He kept trying different things with his mouth, tongue and hands. I figured he was trying everything he had ever seen in porn bjs. Rather than being a great blowjob, it was hot watching him enjoy my cock.

Then out of total left field he asked, "Can I kiss you?"

"Yes.", I replied.

The horny young latino guy came up from between my legs alongside me on the chair and we started to kiss. It was totally fucking sweet. We kissed and he felt my face. After a minute or so, he wrapped his arms around me as we kissed. Then as quickly as we had started to kiss, he stopped and went back down and started sucking my cock again. Now he was more relaxed and less ginger in his sucking. Finally, he wrapped one hand around the base and started to really work my cock.

I felt a familiar pressure building and gently reached down and pushed his head down on my throbbing cock. As I pushed down, I began to let loose with an intense orgasm. Three or four big spurts and I fed it all to him. I could feel him try to resist, but I held his head in place. Obviously, this time the horny young latino guy became a true cocksucker.

"Swallow it all!", I said firm. "Don't waste a drop", I commanded him and he did.

When I released my hold on his head, I told him, "Now lick it clean!". I leaned my head back in the chair and enjoyed his eager tongue licking my cock and balls.

When I finally looked down at him, he had the biggest grin on his face. "Wow!", he said.

"Wow!", I said.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Gym Wednesday Night

I went to the gym Wednesday Night after work. I haven't really blogged about it, but my New Year's Resolution was to get in better shape. I do have a really hot young BF and I just turned 40. I already belonged to a gym downtown not far from my office, but I rarely hit the gym more than once per week before January. I also hired a Trainer - Seth. He actually was recommended by The Cop. Seth is a police officer, part-time trainer and a competitive kickboxer. Unfortunately, he is as straight as an arrow. He is also in fucking fantastic shape. Seth busts my ass twice a week and e-mails me a work-out routine for me to do between our meetings.

I am actually starting to notice changes in my body. I have lost about 5 to 10 pounds depending on the scale and everything is firmer. The other day cherryboi commented that he noticed a difference and recently a friend that hadn't seen me in a while commented that I had changed, so some results for all the paces Seth has put me through I guess. Tonight we did some actual kickbox sparing, which was a first for me. A lot of people watched us spare, but after about 30 minutes I noticed one particular guy on a leg machine watching. I didn't give it a lot of thought, because I was busy with my footwork and dodging Seth's hits.

When we were done I headed for the sauna and spent a good 15-20 minutes there relaxing in the steam. Then I headed straight for the showers. There weren't too many guys in the showers at this point and I headed toward the back. I was literally in the shower for maybe 60 seconds, when I heard the shower curtain open and close behind me. I turned surprised, but in stepped the guy I had noticed earlier on the leg machine. He was late 20's-early 30's, 6’, 165, smooth with a swimmer-type build and a light dusting of hair on his chest, close cropped light-brown hair and obviously on a mission. "We OK?", he said with a smile as he reached out and cupped my balls. I smiled back and in an instant he was on his knees in front of me nuzzling and squeezing my growing cock and balls.

My cock was instantly hard as his soft lips wrapped around the head of my cock. He soon effortlessly took my whole cock down his throat. I reached down and grabbed the back of his head forcing his nose into my wet and sweaty pubes. I could feel his tongue working the base of my cock and as I let him come back up, his tongue worked the length of my shaft and swirled around the head of my cock. I was really enjoying it. My senses were alive with the feeling of the water on my body and his mouth and hands working my crotch. He reached up and ran his fingers through the trail of hair above my pubes and ran his hand along my side and grabbed my ass. I instinctively moaned out loud, without thinking about who might hear me. I could hear the sounds of him aggressively sucking my cock. He was there to get me off. I grabbed the back of his head firmly and began aggressively meeting the movements of his head. As I thrust into his eager mouth, I could feel my balls slapping against his chin. As much as I tried to feed him, he was in control.

Then I was there. Almost without warning, I began to spasm into him. As I knew I would shoot, I looked down at him and met his eyes staring up at me. His eyes said yes and we were locked in a stare as I blew my load into his willing mouth. It was a big load. I felt 8 or 10 spurts and between spurts felt his tongue working the underside of my shaft. I was nearly spent by the intensity and closed my eyes as I finished. When my eyes opened again, my softer cock was in his hand and he was squeezing the last few drops of my load out and licking them off the head. I felt him kiss the end of my cock softly and as he did I noticed some Arabic or Hebrew symbols tattooed on the top of his back at his shoulders. Then, he was gone.....

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Blogging about cherryboi today

By popular demand, I am blogging about cherryboi today. We are still together. I continue to take it figuratively and in reality day-by-day and things seem to be good. It feels good! We are more and more good together.

cherryboi continues to be a law student by night and works full time on Capitol Hill by day. He recently took on a lot more responsibility as his Congressman has expanded some of his committe work. I was discussing this with a friend over dinner several nights ago and it me hit that this is really incredible. I am busy too, but somehow we seem to find time and I have begun to miss seeing him when we aren't together.

Last night, we were together all evening and he was here this morning until he left to hit the law library to study. Yesterday afternoon, I went for a long walk to shop at Eastern Market in the Capitol Hill neighborhood of the City. It was the first day in more than a week that it didn't rain here. It turned out to be a beautiful day. cherryboi and I exchanged texts as I shopped and he met up with me there. I got some great fresh pork chops to grill and the makings for a nice salad. We also roamed around and enjoyed the day as we checked out the other vendors.

I planned to make dinner and then thought we would watch a movie on Netflixs or PayPerView. cherryboi was my appetizer on the couch and floor of my living room. We had been relaxing with cold drinks after our walk back from Eastern Market and one thing led to another and soon I had cherryboi bent over the arm of the couch and was holding a hand full of his blond hair, as I aggressively pounded his ass. I was horny for his ass and the grunts and moans, in response to my invasion of his ass, was getting my off. I had a load building in less than 5 minutes. I didn't try to hold back. When I had shot my load deep into him, I pulled him by his hair from the arm of couch and down on to the floor between my legs. "Lich me clean!", I commanded, and cherryboi eagerly complied.

Having this beautiful young man on his knees in front of me licking my seed and his ass juices off my cock had me hard again in no time. I laid my head back on the couch and just enjoyed his service. I got lost in how good it felt. He licked, nuzzled and stroked my cock until I shot another load all over his chest and stomach. I reached down to touch his engorged cock and in a few strokes his load joined mine on his smooth hard stomach. Then we kissed deeply and he whispered, "I love you", into my ear.

I washed up and headed to the kitchen to make dinner. cherryboi ran up stairs and jumped into the shower. We had a wonderfully pleasant dinner on my back patio under the trees rustling in the breeze. We chatted away about various things.

cherryboi: You know I love it when you loose control of yourself fucking me.

Me: What exactly does that mean?

cherryboi: You know what I mean. You loose yourself and just fuck me. It isn't passion or control. It is almost animalistic and I love it.

Me: Well, I certainly enjoyed!

cherryboi: Good I want you to enjoy it. I hope you saved a little for later.

Me: Always!

And later, as we drank wine and digested our dinner:

cherryboi: Do you remember our first time?

Me: Of course I do. How could I forget it? I practically raped you.

cherryboi: No, you didn't. I gave myself to you. I wanted you. I wanted you to fuck me.

Me: Is this revision of history?

cherryboi: No, not at all. I am a shy person. You know that. When I came here the first time that night I was scared, but you were so nice and made me feel comfortable. What I remember is that you finally sat down beside me and touched my face and kissed me. I decided right there that I wanted you to have me.

Me: Is that true? I remember taking you and clearly recall not giving you an option.

cherryboi: It's true. I could have put up a fight. That was my choice. I wanted you to take me. I want you to always want to take me. I love you.

Much, much later after cherryboi was sticky from and smeared with 2 more of my loads.

cherryboi: I love you.

Me: I love you too.

cherryboi: I love laying with you and being filled with your cum. It just feels so right and I feel so good. I really do love you.

Sunday, May 03, 2009

more D

Thursday night after a brutal workout at the gym with my Trainer, I text messaged D that I was coming by for some relief. It was a quick blow-and-go. The highlight was feeding him 3 days worth of cum at the end and watching him gulp it all down and smile in appreciation after he was done.

The following is an on-line chat we had Friday afternoon:

D: hello sir
Me: hey
D: how is my Master?
Me: good here. u?
Me: mmmm
D: Pleeeeease!!!
Me: totally enjoyed feeding you last night
D: thank you! I am in awe of you sir.
Me: :)
D: i worship your cock sir! that was a very nice load!
Me: it was time for you to take one. pretty impressive.
D: really? good! thank you! it was hot.... tasty:)
Me: you are a good cocksucker!
D: thanks sir. i like hearing that.
Me: don’t mention it.
D: i dont think i spilled a drop either
Me: impressive.
D: thanks, i love your cock and love being your cocksucker
D: i wish i was on my knees in front of u now
Me: nice :)
D: i know this humble fag does not deserve a man like you, but i am always here and ready to serve you with my body if you want me. i will do anything for you. i am getting addicted to serving your cock.
Me: of course you are, fag:)
D: i would do anything if you would come fuck me now or if you would give me your cock.
Me: not available now.
D: PLEASE!!! i know i don’t deserve you, but i want to be your fag. use me.
Me: i plan to.
D: tonight i will leave my door unlocked and u can come in whenever you want.
D: i am trying to think of a way u can mark me as your personal property.
Me: really? won’t that discourage other guys from using you.
D: i want everyone to know that this fag belongs to you.
Me: well, i gotta go. i’ll be in touch.
D: yessir. this fag awaits your command.

I am headed over to fuck the little fag now. What a surprise he has turned out to be:)

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Thursday with cherryboi and Friday with The Cop

Things have been hectic for me as usual. cherryboi and I made a point to connect Thursday evening for Holy Thursday Mass, dinner and some passionate sex Thursday night. He left town early Friday morning to visit the Family for Easter. Between Law School for him and work for me, it has been hard to make enough time for each other. I have to give it to cherryboi, he makes sure we do find time together.

Sometimes, our relationship is like a corny movie. He's made dinner and is waiting for me - in the nude. A cell phone call telling me to meet him in the square near my office to share a sandwich on a sunny day. Sweet text messages randomly arriving throughout my day. And of course, needling me about Church just often enough to cause severe flashbacks of my youth and to get me to Mass again on Thursday. cherryboi tries harder at our relationship than I do, which is not the norm for me in relationship. This has kept me off balance, un-comfortable and frankly a little scared.

I have realized slowly over the last few months that cherryboi sees us as this great thing that has happened for him and that he is truly in love and he is peddling as hard as he can to live it. It is really so genuine and healthy and optimistic. I have realized that my state of mind about our relationship is more jaded and pessimistic. I love him, but wonder how he could possibly love me. So as protection, I assume it is not permanent and that when he finally comes to his senses he will move on. Right now, I am trying to not make that a self-fulfilling prophecy.

So on the Thursday night before Easter, as has become our practice before a holiday I fucked him and sent him home to his Family with an ass full of my cum. Friday, I was at working playing catch up in a quiet office. Between Passover and Easter, it seemed that hardly anyone was at work that day. Shortly after 2:00PM, I got a text message from The Cop and we made plans for Friday night. The image of him in his uniform thinking about bottoming for me is just too fucking hot! The amazing thing is that he always approaches our hook ups as though I am doing him such a big favor. It makes me hard!

Promptly at 7:00PM, The Cop was standing at my door with a bottle of wine and a six-pack of beer wearing a tightly-fitting pair of faded tan khakis and white button-down cotton shirt. I let him in and he followed me to the kitchen. It was all very domestic. He opened the wine for me and cracked open a beer for him. I worked on dinner, while we chatted about stuff.

The domesticity of the scene was just too much, so I told the The Cop to strip down so that I could see his ass. It was a sudden spur of the moment request and I could tell he was caught off guard. He gave me a questioning look and laughed and I said, “I am serious. Get naked.” I watched as he sheepishly disrobed. Instantly, the dynamic was changed. Being totally exposed and sitting up on a stool in the middle of the kitchen put The Cop at a perceptible disadvantage. He was uncomfortable in this position and it was nice watching him try to be relaxed. We continued to chat and as we did, I would look at his masculine body.

When dinner was finished, I collected the plates and stacked the dishwasher. As I worked, The Cop asked if there was anything he could do. I smiled and said, “ Go upstairs and get a condom and some lube.” He questioned this by repeating it to me. “Yes”, I replied. “I am going to fuck you on that stool.”

When he returned, I was sitting on the stool. He got down on his knees in front of me and began to rub my crotch through my pants. He fumbled with my belt and the button until I finally helped him peel my pants off. By this point, my cock was engorged. He swallowed my cock in one gulp. He kept it down his throat and worked his lips around the base as he gently squeezed my balls. I could feel his tongue on my shaft and I could feel his warm mouth flexing around my cock. The sensations made me even harder. Then he began to lick up my shaft and trace my cockhead with the end of his tongue. He kept my balls in his hand and gently worked them. He paused and looked up at me with a half-smile as he licked precum from the end of my cock.

The Cop: “Is this what you wanted?”

Me: “No officer, I want to fuck you! Wrap it and crawl up here and ride me!”

He stood up and looked at me with a question on his face. “Did you hear me?””, I asked? Suddenly, The Cop was overcome by eagerness. He practical shredded the condom wrapper and rolled it down my cock in one quick motion of his hand. Then he climbed up onto my lap and I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face toward me and plunged my tongue into his mouth. He kissed me back and wrapped his arms around me to hold on. I could feel his rock hard cock against my stomach. My cock was hard and crushed against his thigh. We made out really intensely for a while and he remarked that I was different tonight. “Is it a problem?”, I asked as I began to nibble on his neck. "No", he moaned back, “I am all yours.” I reached down and positioned my cock more towards the crack of his ass. I could tell he was totally lubed. As we made out, he began to slowly rub himself against my hard cock. His cock was dripping wet against my stomach and his breathing was getting heavier. I knew from experience that without even touching him, he was close to losing his load.

Without any prompting from me, The Cop reached down and pushed my hard cock to his hole and forced himself down on it. I moaned out loud.

The Cop: “Now, is this what you wanted?”

Me: “Yes, officer!”

And we finished about the same time right there on my kitchen stool.

Sunday, March 08, 2009

german boy - Pt. 2


Picking up where I left off in Part 1 - about 15 minutes after the cell call, there was a knock at my front door. The german boy was standing outside in a pair of jeans and a grey hoodie. He was exactly as he described in his post - 6'1" 195 lbs with blond hair. He was in his late twenties at the most. I invited him in and was met with a big smile and a flash of his blue eyes.

german boy: "I am sorry about Sunday night. Things got hectic after we were chatting and I could not make it over here." There was no shyness. There was plenty of eye contact. His English was perfect with a clear melodic German accent.

me: "No problem. You can make it up to me."

german boy: "I am anxious to give it my best efforts. You have no diseases and are hiv-, right?"

me: "Yes. Last tested negative on January 8, 2009 and six months before that."

german boy: "OK. Good."

me: "Follow me!" I decided not to waste any time. I didn't even look over my shoulder to see if he was following. I knew he would be.

I led german boy to a room at the back of my house. As we entered the room, I turned off the ceiling light so that the only light in the room came from the back light behind my sound system. When I got to my comfortable chair, I turned around and faced him looking at me from the center of the room. Without saying a word, I began unbuckling my belt. This was the only encouragement that german boy needed to totally disrobe. I lost my jeans and reclined in the chair stroking my cock and watching this submissive boy loose his clothes. He was tall and well-formed with a smooth torso, powerful legs and a tight round ass. A very respectable package hung between his legs in a neatly trimmed blonde nest. I was hard by the time he was nude. He needed absolutely no prompting to crawl down between my legs and start to nuzzle and lick my balls.

german boy: "Man.... you have the biggest set of balls!"

me: "Take your time and get to know them...."

He tentatively began to lick, nuzzle and actually kissed my balls. Intermittently, he would stop and sniff them. I also felt his hands tentatively feeling my thighs. Soon. I felt him begin to work his way up the shaft of my cock with his tongue. Then in an instant, his tongue wrapped around the head of my cock and he engulfed me with his warm soft mouth. I was instantly in paradise.

IMHO there are two types of cocksucker. One sees sucking cock and giving pleasure to a man's cock as a submissive act and is excited by the submission and degradation of the act. This type of cocksucker sucks to degrade and humiliate himself and that is his reward. The second type, and in my opinion the superior one, just simply naturally loves cock. This type of cocksucker sucks for the oral and physical sensation of the act and his reward is the time spent enjoying the cock. The pleasure this type of cocksucker gives is a direct result of the cocksucker's love of the act of sucking and enjoying the cock. The second type, a true cocklover, is rare. With the german boy, it was immediately apparent that I had found a cocklover. He made love to my cock and the experience was mind-blowing.

I literally lost track of time in the zone. I didn't realize it till later, but the german boy sucked my cock for more than 45 minutes. He moved all over my crotch and enjoyed every inch. At one point, he rubbed my entire cock all over his face in this slow motion display of ecstasy. He responded to my every demand and encouragement. Finally, the ache in my balls and the hardness of my cock told me that it was coming to an end. Out of gratitude, I warned him that I was close. I remembered his reluctance to swallow.

german boy: "I want it."

I moved my hand to the back of his head and gave it to him. Immediately, I knew that it was a massive load. There were more than 6 large spurts followed my many smaller ones. The initial spurts were intense enough that I felt the cum exiting at the end of my cock head into his mouth. I had an intense orgasm and could sense his surprise as his body stiffened and he instinctively tried to move his head away. He gulped. Then he gulped again. Then his half choked and coughed, but he took it like a champ. I held him firmly on the end of my cock with my hand on his head. As I came to my senses, I looked down at him an said, "Don't waste any!" I watched him swallow my load and collect himself. The expression on his face said it all, he had gotten far more than he expected.

german boy: "Man.... you came a gallon. Do you always come so much?"

me: "I guess you will find out next time you suck my cock."

german boy has been back for a repeat at least once a week since that first time.

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

New York

I had a very disappointing trip to New York - both professionally and personally.

Professionally, my company wasn't able to secure funding that was desperately needed for operations and to complete several on-going projects. Another redundant story of how shitty the economy is getting. My company laid off 40 people in February. March is a question mark???? I spent 12 to 14 hours each day I was in New York in meetings trying to work out details to get the funding we needed. In the end, last Saturday night everything fell apart. I am in Wilmington, NC this week working on something with another financial institution.

Personally, I really regret not being able to connect with a really hot boy I have been corresponding with. I wanted to meet up with him, but it never happened. A big apology to that boy….. He knows who his is..... I hope:)

I will complete my post on the german boy, when I get home.

Wish me luck. I need it.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

german boy - Pt. 1

I was kinda bored and horny on Sunday evening. cherryboi was working on some group Law School project most of Sunday. I randomly text messaged D that "i am horny", but didn't get any response back. I finally ended up on Craigslist.

I came across this post:

Submissive boy for older

I am a very submissive good looking guy who would like to try getting together with an oral top, especially older. I would love to service you orally any way you want. I am 6'1" 195 lbs, blonde hair blue eyes. Shoot me an email if you are interested.

I was intrigued and bored, so I shot him an e-mail.

he responded: "I really would like to become someone's regular cocksucker. I don't swallow, but I love getting my face blasted. What is your HIV status? I am negative.

me: "totally disease-free and hiv-. swallowing is not a requirement. important thing is that you really like to suck cock. looking to get off."

he responded: "I love getting naked, getting on my knees, and sucking cock.

me: "hot! available now? come on over."

he responded: "I've just given head a few times and have discovered that I like it alot. I don't want to be meeting random people and I have a need to be discrete, so I would really like to find someone who will tell me to suck his dick on a regular basis. Have you ever had a personal cocksucker?

At this point, I relaxed a little because my bs detector was beginning to go off.

me: "i have some experience with guys sucking my cock. a regular guy would be very hot! i can host you very discreetly here. come on over?"

he responded: "I am in NW DC on the Red Line. Are you on the Metro?

me: "i am in close walking distance to the New York Avenue Station. my cell is - XXX-XXX-XXXX. Give me a call from the Station when you get there."

Not that I was too surprised, but I heard nothing more from him that night. I figured it was just another Craigslist Bullshitter.

About an hour later, I got a return text from D, "What do you want, Sir?". Three text messages and about 15 minutes later and D was on his knees between my legs eagerly milking my cock. It was fantastic!!! Made even hotter by the fact that he was eager to come and do exactly what he was told. A true fag! After I finished down his throat and made him lick my cock and balls clean, I told him to "get the fuck out of here" without even looking at him. He dressed and was gone. Over the next 30 minutes, I received six different text messages from D.

D: "Thank you! I am in awe of you."

D: "I worship you, Sir!"

D: "Your contempt for me grows; while my lust, attraction and devotion to you grows ever more intense."

D: "It seems that my dreams are coming true."

D: "This fag will make itself available to you, SIR, when it is told."

D: "I am humbly, your fag."

I did not respond to D.

Fast forward to last night (Tuesday), shortly after dinner I am relaxing with a glass of wine and my cell rang. I answered and it was the submissive boy from Craigslist on Sunday night - german boy I'll call him because he has a melodic German accent. I was completely surprised to hear from him. I had given him my cell number, but I had written him off on Sunday. In very good but accented English, he announced that he just happened to be at the New York Avenue Station and was still very serious about wanting to suck my cock. WTF, I gave him the address and waited to see what chance would deliver.

To Be Continued.......

Monday, February 23, 2009

Headed to NYC on Thursday

I am headed to New York City for business this Thurday and Friday for work. I am staying in Midtown Manhattan not far from Penn Station. I should have alot of free time to see the City and enjoy myself. I am planning to stay over in the City on Saturday and possibly Sunday.

If anyone would like to show me a good time or the sights, let me know.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

I can't believe he fucks you up the ass......

I have been really busy working and traveling for work. cherryboi is still in my life for those of you who have asked. It has been good between us lately.

I took him to a party two weekends ago and a younger guy at the party cruised and flirted with him all night. At one point, we had mingled back together and were sitting on a step next to each other and this guy approached and asked cherryboi, "Are you cheating on me?". It was a cute move in a way and the guy was aggressively serious about landing my guy. cherryboi was visibly flustered and immediately stammered that he was my boyfriend, which was equally as cute. The guy made his exit and I leaned in and said to cherryboi that I was ok with it if he wanted to go for it. To my surprise, that lead to a gigantic argument later that night on our way home. I was informed that cherryboi feels like sometimes I try to pimp him out and it is not appreciated or flattering. I was further advised that he doesn't "want anyone else". He added, for clarification, that I was the only guy he was "interested in having fuck me". I will admit here that I have been somewhat fixated on cherryboi with other guys lately. I think I worry about it to a point and I think that I may feel that if I give permission, it will be alright when and if it happens.

Last weekend, we entertained cherryboi's Brother. cherryboi apparently came out to him over the Holidays. I had no idea about all of this drama until he told me his Brother was coming to DC. cherryboi is the youngest of three. There are two other brothers - Brother1 - 30, Brother2 - 28 and cherryboi - 26. It apparently is all too much like Leave It To Beaver, except that Beaver in this version is gay. Brother1 was shocked, stunned, in denial and then came around to acceptance, or so he said.

cherryboi tells me the Thursday night before Brother1 arrives that he is coming to DC and asks if Brother1 can bunk at my place. Then proceeds to tell me the whole story about coming out to Brother1 over the Holidays and how he was cool with it and was coming to Baltimore for work and stopping over in DC. Long story short, Brother1 apent that Friday night and Saturday night at my place. I virtually didn't see Bother1 on Friday or Saturday. cherryboi and he spent a lot of both day together out and about. Saturday evening, the three of us had a nice leisurely dinner and a few bottles of wine at my place and Brother1 and I kind of took each others measure.

Unfortunately, it isn't clear to me that Brother1 is totally accepting. He was completely cool with me nothing but polite and an excellent guest. The visit was uneventful and there were no scenes, but still I never felt totally comfortable with Brother1. I will say that he is every bite as hot as cherryboi. He is very obviously cherryboi's older brother. He has the same features and hair. Being with the two of them, I can tell that they are close. It just confirms everything that I have been told. They have a really close family and there is a lot of love there. I think that being accepted by his family is of paramount importance to cherryboi. As with many people, the fear of not being accepted is keeping him from being totally out. I think it will destroy cherryboi, if his family doesn't accept him.

One thing led to another and Sunday morning, I was driving Brother1 to BWI Airport to catch his flight. cherryboi had to report to work on the Hill. I reluctantly agreed to go solo. It was as uncomfortable as I had feared it would be. No real unpleasantness, but it was uncomfortable. We had occasional chit chat punctuated by long silences. Fortunately, BWI is only about 30 minutes north of my place. As I guided the car up the departures ramp, Brother1 began the most angry monologue.

Brother1: "I was blown away when cherryboi told me he was gay."

Brother1: "Brother2 and I think it is some kind of stage he is going through. At least we hope it is, because it will kill our Mother if she finds out."

Brother1: "Brother2 and I just don't get it. It's not like he ever had trouble getting girls. He always had girls falling all over him. He had girlfriends in high school and college."

Brother1: "We think he came to a new city and is experimenting."

Brother1: "I don't want to offend you. You are a nice guy and you and cherryboi seem to get along and all, but he isn't really gay."

Brother1: "He could practically have any girl he wanted. I can't beleive he fucks you up the ass. No offense"

By this point, the car was stopped at the terminal and I was spinning between anger and amazement. I wasn't sure what to say or how to react, but all of a sudden I just began to speak.

Me: "I am not going to share this conversation with cherryboi, because I think it would upset him. His family is very important to him and you must know that the love and acceptance of his family is very important to him too. I will tell him that Brother2 knows that he is gay, because I am sure that he is under the impression that he confided in you and that it was a confidence."

Me: "By the way, it isn't any of your business but I want to clarify something. Just so you know, I fuck cherryboi up the ass and from what I can tell he loves it and I love him."

Me: "Brother1, it was a pleasure meeting you. Have a great flight. I hope you will come back for another visit soon."

Then I left him watching from the curb as I drove off.

Saturday, February 14, 2009


I got a shit load of e-mails and comments indicating I should be the Top. WTF? I am the Top and I don't need to breed every tight ass in DC to prove it.

Thursday afternoon, I sent a text to D - "Planning to stop by to fuck you after 6:00PM. Confirm!"

D replied, "Yes SIR!!!".

D lives a few stops north of me on the Metro Red Line, so I went straight there after work. As I got off the train and headed toward his place, I sent another text to D - "On my way. Down the block."

D replied, "Waiting, SIR." along with his code to enter his building.

I let myself in the front door of the building. When I got to D's door it was ajar. I entered and placed my stuff in the closet off the foyer and took off my shoes. I looked around and D was no where to be found. I made may way to his bedroom and found him spread across his bed with the mounds of his firm bubble butt waiting for me.

I slowly disrobed and laid my clothes neatly on a nearby chair. I didn't say a word to him. I crawled up beside him on the bed and smacked his ass with my open hand telling him to, "Get over here and suck my cock." He moved over to face my crotch and began to lick and nibble at my balls. As my cock grew and hardened against his face, he would gently stroke it and look up at me to see if I was watching him. Soon he had moved from my balls to the underside of my shaft and he licked his way slowly up my cock until his lips reached my cockhead. When he got there, my cockhead was wet with precum. He was soon eagerly devouring my whole cock. Bobbing up and down on it and I could feel his tongue on my ball sack on the down strokes. As he sucked my cock, he felt my stomach with one of his hands. The head was very good, but I came to fuck him and I did.

I announced that, "I am ready to fuck you. I want you to wrap my cock." He reached over to a table beside the bed for a condom and lube. I took the lube from him and watched him wrap my rock hard cock. I tossed the lube to the side of the bed and flipped D onto his stomach. He wanted to get fucked and I had every intention of accommodating him. I treated his ass like I owned it. I put a hand firmly on the cneter of his shoulder blades and pushed his head and face down against the bed. With my other hand, I moved one of his legs out to his side to allow me to position myself above his ass. I penetrated him completely in two rough thrusts. The first thrust was too fast for D to respond, but as I made the second thrust his body convulsed under me and he instinctively moved to get away from my invasion of his ass. I know it was uncomfortable, because he was just as tight as the first time I fucked him. He struggled to adjusted and panted against my thrusts. The room was filled with the sounds of a boy being fucked agressively. My grunts mixed with his grunts and panting, as I proceeded to throw him one mean fuck. I am not sure how long I drilled him before I began to feel a load building in my groin. Since this was about me, I made no attempt to hold back. I let loose with a massive orgasm with multiple spurts that I could feel escaping the tip of my cock. Then I collasped on to D's back and stayed in that position until I recovered from the instensity of the fuck and my orgasm.

I rolled over and pulled D to me and enjoyed the after-sex. We kissed some and cuddled some. Later, I got up and made my way to the shower as D fixed us a snack to eat and opened some wine. We enjoyed that and then adjourned back to his bed to fuck again.

The second time was more leisurely. I had the fag ride me, while we kissed and groped at each other. I think he rode my cock for 20 minutes, before I pumped a second load off inside him.

There is no doubt that I plan to keep him. I have already heard from D again. He wants me to come back and fuck him whenever I care to. He signed himself as, "humbly, your fag".

Saturday, February 07, 2009


I haven't seen or tried to have contact D since we hooked-up. I was out of town a few days this week, but received the following e-mails:

D e-mail #1: I am so horny. I really wanna get fucked by you again!

D e-mail #2: You have no idea how badly my ass is aching to have your cock in it again!!!

D e-mail #3: I really need to get fucked!!!! PLEASE COME FUCK ME!!!

I guess it is ridiculous to even ask, but what do you all think I should do?

Thursday, February 05, 2009

History Made ... A Yellow Ticket

The Inauguration was a special and inspirational event! I have been pondering since what and how to Blog about it.

I am not very political. DC is a political town and I am not a pro. I quickly learned in DC that politics is a pro sport. I figure that everyone has their own take on politics and their own set of beliefs that are usually strongly held. I was never a Bush supporter. Frankly, I thought he was an idiot before he ran for President and I am still amazed that he managed to convince enough people in this Country to vote for him that he was able to get elected, not just once but twice. as President of the United States.

Having said that, I can't say I am in luv with President Obama either. I didn't get starry-eyed over his oratory and I haven't seen much change yet. I think it is fabulous that a minority has been elected President. I think it says alot about the man and this Country. I just hope he does something positive. I hope that there is really change and that it wasn't all politics. I did enjoy watching history being made, when President Obama took the oath for his office on January 20, 2009. Thanks to cherryboi, we were really up close and had a great line of sight with Yellow Tickets. I attended as cherryboi's guest. This was the first time that we have gone to an event together on his territory. He is a Congressional Staffer and there were plenty of people that knew him in the Yellow section that day. It felt good!

All went well. cherryboi was relaxed and up the whole afternoon. He introduced me to everyone as his friend, which was fine. It was my first attendance at an Inauguration. The atmosphere was like a celebration and carnival. The crowd was happy and energetic. It wasn't till later in the day that I realized how mny people with tickets never got into their areas. I guess the biggest let down of the day was that many people never even made it to the Mall and never saw the event. The crowd was just that big. There was a gigantic mass of people, but it was a crowd with a positive attitude.

That evening, dressed in matching tuxedos, cherryboi and I attended an Inaugrual Ball at the Convention Center downtown. I am avoiding details to maintain some privacy, but I really enjoyed myself. It was a spectacular evening! The really strange thing was that we virtually knew no one there. Toward the end of the evening and older very dignified lady leaned in to me and told me, "what a wonderful couple you and your young man make...". I was, with a doubt, the hightlight of my evening:)

The evening ended at my place. cherryboi and I spooning in the dark. I know I was too exhausted to think of even trying to make a move....

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Marine - update

Anyone who has read this Blog for a while remembers my luck in fucking a 100% genuine Marine. We kind of got introduced on Manhunt. We chatted for a while and hooked up a few times after our initial session that I wrote about. Through the summer last year, I just stopped hearing from him. I thought about it, but figured that he moved on or got transferred. Shit, I felt lucky that he had ever even been interested in hooking-up.

Last week, I got an e-mail from an unfamiliar e-mail address. I thought at first that it was one of the readers of this Blog. When I was going through e-mails over the weekend, I realized that it was from the Marine. In June, he was deployed to southern Afghanistan. I had no idea. Originally, it was supposed to be a short deployment but the situation has "deteriorated", so his deployment has been extended. Marine cautioned me that he was using a military computer for his e-mails and IM's. I can take a hint, so the communications have been very generic. This spectacular piece of ass at risk in Afghanistan drives home the total waste of wars. I am actually worried about him on some level.

Well, one thing led to another and today I am packing a care package for my Marine. After asking, he finally replied that he could use a computer game and some sunglasses. I checked some websites for some other ideas and I am adding personal hygiene products, Baby Wipes, TP and some snacks. I got some decent sunglasses at Target. No sexy pics of me:). I know this sounds very sappy, but I am feeling bad for the guy. His e-mails sounded kind of depressing.

I don't want any rants about what I am doing or the War. I have never been in the military. I never felt the call to join and, fortunately, there is no draft today. I do really appreciate what those man and women do for my personal safety. I also can't believe that some beautiful man that I enjoyed fucking is potentially gun fodder in a far away country.

So, the Marine and I are chatting again.... very generically for now. I am beating off thinking about how hot this guy is.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Saturday Morning Surprise

I hadn't been up long. Slept in and was banging around the house. Half cleaning up and half figuring out what to do for the day. There was a knock at my front door. I was expecting anyone. I grabbed a pair of sweats and headed to the front of the house. I looked out the window and standing there in the cold wearing blue jeans and wrapped in a pea coat was The Married Guy

Me: "Hey guy.", I said as I opened the door.

The Married Guy: "Good morning. I was in the neighborhood and had a little bite of time. Is it cool?", he said with a sheepish smile on his face.

Me: "Honestly, it would be a lot cooler if you had called first. No one is here, so come on in guy.", I said trying to hide a little irritation as I opened the door. It would have been a fucking disaster if cherryboi had been there, but that is another post.

The Married Guy: "I feel bad.", he said.

Me: "Don't!", I assured him. "I am glad to see you. Just call from down the block to be sure the coast is clear next time."

The Married Guy: "Ok. Good.", he said with a big smile of relief. "I just really need to get fucked..."

I led him upstairs to my unmade bed. I watched him hurriedly ripe his clothes off as I peeled my sweats and t-shirt off. I love to watch The Married Guy and I think he knows it. He occasionally flashed a look in my direction as he undressed. I am always amazed, when I see his body, just how really good he looks in his own skin. Today, he was a little more vulnerable which was very appealing. He was obviously uncomfortable having just knocked on my door unannounced, but relieved that it seemed Ok with me. I decided right off that I was in the driver's seat today. I walked over to him and cupped his ass with one hand and grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face toward me for a kiss with the other hand. He kissed right back and moved his body against me. He felt very good. He felted very smooth and warm. I guided him toward the bed and we went down on it together making out as we did.

I was totally erect and dripping precum already. The Married Guy is just that hot! I flipped him onto his stomach and kissed my way from his neck, down his back to the two beautiful round cheeks of his ass.

I dove right in. It had been too long since I had last munched on his tight married ass. It was fresh and clean with a slight hint of sweat. There was that familiar spicy taste. He reacted immediately and moaned slightly and shifted his hips. My tongue darted at his pucker and I could feel it flex and quiver at the touch of my tongue. I forced it open with the tip of my tongue and pushed some spit in too. He was mine now and I was in heaven with this morning treat. The more I ate the more he demonstrated that he was into it. The room was full of his groans and his "Oh My God's".

I reached into the stand by my bed for a condom and lube and fingered his ass with one hand as I fumbled wrapping my cock with the other hand. I put two big squirts of lube on my wrapped cock and worked it real good. I was rock hard and ready.

With one knee between his legs and one hand grabbing a cheek of his ass I pushed my cock into his crack and against his pucker. He bucked hard as I pushed in and penetrated him in one hard thrust. He is always very tight and the sensation of the tightness of his pucker and ass is always fantastic. I showed no mercy and let him adjust to me, while I continued to thrust in and out of him. I could feel my nuts smacking against him within a few thrusts and that sensation made my cock tingle too. He flexed around my cock adjusting and grunted in a mixture of discomfort and pleasure.

Me: "Is this what you wanted?". I grunted into his ear.

The Married Guy: "OH, YES!", he grunted back . "Fuck me. Just please fuck me."

I fucked him. With each thrust, I chose a different depth to penetrate him and re-entered at a slightly different angle. I was soon going in totally balls-deep. I settled into fucking him very hard almost totally pulling my cock out of him and ramming it balls-deep back into him.

I held his waist tightly and just fucked away at him. He bucked. He moaned. He cursed out load and he grunted out his pleasure. This went on for several long minutes. I was zoning in the sensation of his tight ass, when suddenly I felt his pucker clench around my cock and he screamed out, "I am cumming!". He clenched down hard on my cock 6 or 7 times and grabbed at the pillows at the top of the bed and then went limp. It was obvious that he had shot his load.

I continued to fucking away at him, but at this point he was expended. Even a few sharp smacks on his ass didn't wake him up.

I could feel my nut building and adjusted my thrusts to maximize the sensations of his ass along the shaft of my cock. Then I let loose a massive load and fell down on top of him.

We lay there for a few minutes until we both of us knew he had to go. I rolled over and watched him get up and move to the other side of the room, where his clothes were piled on a chair. He was covered with sweat and his cum. It glistened on his defined chest. I could feel my cock react as I watched him move.

Me: "You should jump into the shower, so that you are presentable.", I shot at him.

The Married Guy: "Is that cool?", he asks.

Me: "Yes. It is totally cool. I don't want any embarrassing questions to keep you from coming back.", I said.

I heard him in the bathroom and heard the water start to run. The shower door thumped as it closed. I realized that I wasn't done. I could see The Married Guy's lean firm body with water running off of it through the glass of the shower door. As I entered the shower he, he turned to face me and we kissed again. I had a raging hard-on. I gently pushed him down on his knees and fed him my cock. He eagerly engulfed my cock with his mouth and began to milk it. My hand held the back of his head and I thrusted forward to meet his mouth. The sensation of his mouth, the warm water and his hand working my nuts soon had me ready to explode.

Me: "I am cumming!", I grunted.

I felt him try to pull his head away. I instinctively pushed my cock deeper down his throat with my hand on his head and the thrusting of my hips. The Married Guy took my load in the shower. He gulped once and then again, but he swallowed every drop.

The Married Guy: "That was a big load.", he said with a slight cough.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

I went to Church.......

cherryboi and I had plans to meet for Happy Hour and Dinner at the Busboys and Poets in Chinatown last Friday night. Almost exactly 6-months ago, cherryboi and I went to the Whitman-Walker Clinic in Dupont Circle. They offer free anonymous STD screening on Tuesdays and Thursdays each week. At that time, the counselor indicated that follow-up testing for me in 6-months was in order. I figured I'd surprise
cherryboi and get my follow-up test. There really is no reason for him to get re-tested. I am 101% positive that I am still the only guy nailing him. I just know.

Good news is that all the STD tests were negative. It took a little bit of finagling, but I got a printout of the results to put in an envelope. I had the same counselor and when I told him I wanted it for my BF, I think he remembered when cherryboi and I had been there before. He had a knowing smile on his face when he got up to make a copy. No name, but my ID number was on the page and guess who kept the ID card.

I handed the envelope to cherryboi over Dinner and got an even better reaction than I had hoped for from him. He had this totally loving look in his eyes topped off with a gigantic smile. His reaction made it totally worthwhile.

cherryboi: "I don't know what to say. I totally didn't expect you to do this. I wouldn't have been surprised if you never agreed to be tested again. This means you are keeping the promise you made at the beach."

Me: "Yes", holding my breath and hoping that he didn't want to have the same conversation we had at the beach again.

cherryboi: "This is so fantastic! Do you know how much I love you?"

Me: "I hope you know how I feel. It's corny saying I love you too."

Happy Hour became dinner which turned into desert and killing another bottle of wine. cherryboi was loose and in a good mood. I enjoyed watching him loosen up and be happy. I wanted him looser. We ended the evening back at my place. On the train back to the New York Avenue Station, I almost jumped out of my seat as I felt cherryboi grope my crotch. We held hands and walked slowly along M Street. We fucked all night passionately.

cherryboi and I spooned as we slept. The next morning I took his tight sticky hole again for a very fast and quick fuck. He was wide awake as I finished into him again and jumped up to shower and shave.

While I was showering, I heard cherryboi come into the bathroom. I thought for a minute that he was going to join me, but instead he sat down and started making small talk with me as I took my shower. One random statement led to another until he hit me with the point of why he came into the bathroom in the first place.

cherryboi: "Can I ask you to do something for me?"

Me: "Sure", I said with the hot water and steam of the shower all over me.

cherryboi: "Will you go to Mass with me this week? There is a 5;00PM Mass today and all day tomorrow."

Me: ...silence...

As background, I was born and raised as a Catholic. Attended Church off and on until college and I was on my own. After that, it was a special occasion, family event, wedding or a funeral that saw me in Church. cherryboi is the typical good little Catholic boy. I never comment, but I am certain that he goes to Mass every Sunday and I think he makes most Holy Days. He went to Catholic schools and was in the CYA as a teen. Church is important to him and in my humble opinion an additional source of confusion and guilt for him.

cherryboi: "You know that Church is important to me. It would mean a lot if you would come with me occasionally."

Thinking that I rarely seem to give a lot in this relationship and hearing in his voice that it was really important to him, I was setting in the pew beside cherryboi at 5:00PM Mass last Saturday. I am trying.