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.

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

New Year's with cherryboi

cherryboi and I had originally agreed to go to a houseparty for New Year's before he left to visit his Family over Christmas. By New Year's eve, it was clear that he would be more comfortable doing something one-on-one or spending a quiet evening at home. So, I made dinner and he brought a salad and a bottle of wine and we had a very nice evening at home in each other's arms. By midnight, I had already fucked him once. He was spooning with me when we heard some fireworks outside in the neighborhood and clicked on the television to watch what was happening a Times Square.

One thing that I absolutely love is to have my cock sucked by a talented mouth. In the beginning, cherryboi was a passable cocksucker, but by no means expert. I am not complaining. He is young, sexy and has always been very eager to suck my cock. He has also always been very eager to see that I am enjoying it. All of this singularly and combined is very erotic, but in the end the head is usually ok and as often as not I am quick to flip him over and go at his ass.

I am relating this story not as a complaint, but as an illustration as to why I keep falling more and more for cherryboi. Right before Thanksgiving circumstances had me digging in the backpack that he is usually carrying wherever he goes. I came across a paperback book on the top of his backpack entitled - The Ultimate Guide to Fellatio: How to Go Down on a Man and Give Him Mind-Blowing Pleasure. It was so endearing! I was careful to put it at the bottom of the backpack and to go on as though I had never seen it.

The point of this story - well, cherryboi has been "practicing" over the last month or so - different positions, different techniques, more hand action, attempting to master throating my whole cock. The fact that he has been making such an effort is a real turn-on. I have been very encouraging and gently guiding him. I have not let that on I have any clue. It has all been just fucking hot! Who wouldn't be turned-on that his guy was making such an effort over his cock. New Year's Day early in the morning with fireworks going off outside, I received my first official mind-blowing blowjob from cherryboi.

I actually think he may have enjoyed it even more.

Saturday, January 03, 2009

Finally D...

I had said I wouldn't, but I ended up going to work the Friday after Christmas to get ahead for the coming week. Originally, I had planned to take the whole week between Christmas and New Year's Day off, but that was not to be. I have really been unsettled lately and the worst kept secret at the company is that layoff's are on the horizon. Intellectually, I know that my job is probably OK for now. Emotionally, I am paranoid about being laid-off. I am lucky. I love what I do and get paid very well for it.

In my last post, I mentioned D. I haven't seen him on the Metro recently. We have played a little bit of phone-tag, since he gave me his card. I have called him and he has called me. Same with e-mails. I took a trip to Atlanta and there was Christmas in between. While I am sitting at my desk that afternoon, my cellphone rings and it is D. We had a nice chat and one thing led to another and I was headed to his place in upper NE DC.

D lives alone in a newer condo building a very short walk from a Metro Station north of me on the Red Line. Nice place with a contemporary-stainless steel-granite decor. He buzzed me up and when he met me at his door, he was wearing jeans and a tight white wife-beater tee. He carried himself like a guy comfortable in his own skin and it was HOT! As he showed me in, he took my coat and neatly hung it in a nearby closet. The message was pretty clear. He planned on me being there for a while.

We sat down and began chatting and flirting and as we did we began to work on a bottle of red wine. I like D. He is engaging and has a quick wit. He is also incredibly handsome and very well put together. A 28-yo white all-American boy-next-door type. He is about 6'1" 180 pounds with hazel-green eyes and brown hair. He is lean, worked out with just enough hair in the right places. He looks remarkably like this new Sean Cody model - Ben:

D is older, but they could easily be Brothers. We sat there sipping wine and chatting and we both knew that I was going to fuck him and it was electric!

This was a different kind of hook-up. There was no rush and we instantly seemed to have a rapport. I'd probably been there like an hour, when our banter got back to why I was there. D was not bashful about his sexual preferences. With an earnest look on his face, he matter-of-factly tells me he is a total bottom fag with a daddy-thing. His presentation was so utterly direct, I was almost stunned by it. Then he goes on to tell me very directly that he has only one concern about hooking-up with me. At this point, he had my total attention. "What is that?", I ask. "Well, I have noticed you checking me out and I just want to be clear. I won't top you.", he tells me. I gave a slight chuckle at that and quickly said, "You are the one getting fucked this evening."

With that I put my wine glass on the table and got up and headed toward his bedroom. Without even looking back at him I said, "Follow me!" I entered the bedroom and turned away from the bed and slowly and deliberately began to disrobe. Again without looking at D, I told him, "Get undressed and get on the bed!" When I turned toward the bed, I was instantly stunned. D was exquisite looking lying there on his bed nude and aroused. As hot, if not hotter, than the pic of Ben above. I also instantly understood why he had said what he had said in the living room. He was clearly fully aroused and he literally had the biggest cock I had ever seen. In a split second, I calculated that he had to be more than 9", if not more than 10" and thick. It was uncut and appeared even bigger sticking up from his narrow waist. I also resolved in the same split second to act as though there was nothing out of the ordinary and to pretend that it was nothing more than an average endowment.

I crawled onto the bed beside him and aggressively kissed him. He kissed back and with that we were off. Slowly and deliberately, I kissed him, I groped him, I enjoyed his body and then finally without warning I forcefully grabbed his head by his thick brown hair and forced his head to my crotch and told him to, "Suck my cock!". He devoured my cock. He licked me, sucked me and slurped my cock like the total bottom fag he said he was. His eagerness told me that he wanted it badly. As D continued to devour my cock, I reached for his hips to pull him closer to me so that I could get as his ass. His ass was perfectly matched to the rest of his body. It was smooth, round and tight. He was freshly showered and smelled of soap. I grabbed a meaty cheek with each hand and spread them wide, so that I could tongue his tight little pinkish hole. He was totally hardwired to his ass. I could feel him squirm and react to the probing of my tongue as it flicked his hole and pushed into him. He had a mild peppery-sweet taste and I was totally lost in the moment of munching on his firm young ass. The more I ate him the more aggressively he devoured my cock and sucked on my balls. I was in a zone of sensory overload from the sensations of getting my cock and balls sucked and the joys of eating his ass. I was reaching a point of no return.

I had purposely ignored D's crotch and decided to finish what I had started in the same way. I flipped him over onto his stomach and reached for a condom on the table beside the bed. As I opened the package and wrapped my cock, he laid motionless with his face buried in the pillows. With one hand on his shoulder blades and the other hand pushing his legs apart, I moved his left leg up and off to his side and mounted his meaty ass and hips. I worked my hard cock into his wet crack and found his hole. I pushed at his pucker, but he was tight. I worked his crack some more with my cock and then pushed against his pucker again. For a moment, I was afraid this was going to be a bigger challenge than I had thought. I added some lube to my spit and went in for another assault at his hole. I pushed hard and forced the head of my cock in. I felt his stiff pucker give way around the head of my cock. I heard D gasp out with a loud guttural "FUCK!" and I forced more of my cock deeper into him. I began to thrust slowly and move my hips. With each deeper thrust, I forced more of me into him. At this point, the room was filled with "FUCK's" and "YES's" coming from D, as he adjusted to my cock deep inside him and took it.

I had about 5 minutes of good fucking in me. The blowjob earlier had me fired-up and the tightness of D's ass was intense around my cock. He literally milked my cock as I fucked him. I did my very best to hold back and alternated my thrusts to make it last, but I lost out to the intensity of being buried in his tight ass and the sounds of pleasure he was making from it. As I neared the point of no return, I felt his hand move to my ass and push me into him. I yelled out, "I am cumming!" and he grunted out, "Yes, give it to me!". I finished and fell onto him and we laid there together exhausted for a few minutes.

I got up and made my way to D's shower to rinse off. As the water poured down on me and I processed what had just happened, I heard him enter the bathroom. I thought he would join me and when he didn't I ordered him, "Get in here and suck my cock!". He entered and was on his knees in front of me in a flash. As he eagerly engulfed my cock again, I watched him from above work my cock and stroke his magnificent cock. In a matter of minutes, I was feeding D my second load of the day and watching him shoot streams of cum all over the shower floor.

More playing, more chatting and I eventually was headed to the door to leave. As I put my coat on at the door, D put his arms around my neck and whispered in my ear, "Come back, please?". I'll will be back!