Friday, December 31, 2010

"Man in a Blizzard," by Jamie Stuart

I know everyone comes to this Blog to read about my sex life, but this morning I have something a little different. I was surfing the Web and found this short film mentioned in Roger Ebert's Journal. This is Ebert's Blog on the Sun-Times website.

This short film is an incredibly well-done piece from someone who I do not know and I have no familiarity with his work. I will be watching for what he does in the future. As Ebert notes, with a talent like this I am sure we will all see more of his work in the future. Watch the short and read Ebert's piece. It is very moving.

The weather and scheduling caused me to miss probably a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to fuck a well-known fellow Blogger earlier this week. I won't out his poor choices in a sex partner on this Blog. He was in DC when I was gone and with the weather he was gone before I got through the New Jersey snow. Oh well :(! Incredibly flattered here to find out he knew my Blog and wanted to hook-up.

I received a very unexpected surprise visit from The Married Guy last night. Working on that Post right now. Headed out for a New Year's get-together this evening.

Happy New Year to all!

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Took a Chance........ Pt. 2

It has truly been forever since I have updated this Blog. Life and an extended period of reflection and adventure.... I guess?? Some of it I may actually write about in time. It is incredibly hard to keep a Blog up and staying focused on it. No excuses. Just fact. After a few weeks, I realized I was taking a break. Then I was at the beach and a few weeks later I started this post and now it is December and I am sitting here this evening trying to finish.

I am back for now....... Thanks for everyone who kept in touch and sent messages. I am doing just fine.

To pick up where I left off on the story I was telling..........

The Waiter and I continued to banter back and forth for a few minutes on the phone that night. I was relaxed and immediately feeling confident because he had called me. I was really pumped too! I mentioned that I hadn't expected to hear from him. He acted surprised and told me that he had actually been taken by surprise when I handed him my card. He said it was a first for him.(And I believed him.) After a few minutes chatting, I got down to business.

"I wasn't sure if you had any free time this evening?" the Waiter asked.

"Sure", I said. "I am home for the night. Come on over to my place."

"Oh", he replied.

I gave him my address and heard him stammer for a few seconds. Then there was a few seconds of silence broken when he said, "I'll see you in a few minutes."

My place is Metro accessible and it turned out that the Waiter was coming from the U Street neighborhood. At least an hour had passed since I had hung up and taken a shower. I had about decided the Waiter was a no-show when I heard a knocking on my front door. I met him at the front door still wearing the robe I put on after my shower.

I opened the door and there he was. "Soap and water clean" as my Grandmother used to say. He looked like someone's younger brother. He is not model hot but he is young, clean, fresh, boy-next-door hot. He was wearing a pair of shorts and a tight black t-shirt. The black t-shirt showed off a nice cut chest and made his smile and green eyes shine. He has a fantastic ass and a lean v-shaped torso with well defined shoulders and arms. He seemed uncertain as he came in and I closed the door. His eyes darted away and making eye contact was noticeably uncomfortable.

I invited him in and we crashed in the living room in front of the TV and chatted. I offered a drink, but he declined. He seemed uncomfortable to the point of being scared. That's when I put together the hesitancy on the phone with the discomfort at the door and realized that he was out of his element. I got up and told him that there was wine, beer and soda in the frig in the kitchen. Go make a choice I commanded, while I get some clothes. Grab me one of whatever you decide.

When I came back downstairs I was happy to see he was still there with a beer in his hand and one on the table for me. We played at watching TV for a while. Chatted about him and then me for a while. Getting into his pants was going to take some romancing, but I made up my mind that I was definitely fucking this boy. After 2 or 3 beers and about an hour of TV and conversation, I looked over at him and just said, "I really want to fuck you." He almost jumped out of his skin, but said, "I have a feeling that is totally up to you."

I wasted no time leading him upstairs to my bedroom and gently began to undress him as I slowly kissed him. He didn't say no, he didn't resist and he didn't look at me the whole time, but when my lips touched his he definitely kissed back. Soon we were both nude on my bed exploring each other's bodies. There was kissing, touching sucking and then he began to talk. I spent the next hour literally hearing his life story. I am not going to re-cap that conversation, but the long and short is that he is a nice guy from a small Midwestern town. He moved to DC for a guy and the relationship didn't work out. It wasn't crystal clear, but I think the guy that he moved to DC for was his first love.

When there was a break in his monologue, I began massaging his back. His body was firm and felt good under my hands. Talking and being somewhat intimate had relaxed him (probably the beers too) and he was much more at ease and responsive. When I got to his round smooth firm ass, I dove in and began to munch away. He was very clean and had only a light musky smell. His skin was soft and he totally luved having his ass eaten. He bucked back and spread his legs pushing his crack into my waiting mouth. I worked his tight little hole with my tongue and it was clear that I was hitting a homerun. After 5 minutes of teasing his hole and forcing my spit into him with my tongue, I made my move. I moved up between his legs and put the head of my hard cock at his hole. He was wet and tight. Then I firmly pushed my way in as I pinned him to my bed under me. He squirmed a little and grunted hard, but as soon as I was in I held still to give him time to adjust. I kissed the back of his neck and shoulders and felt him relax under me. I also felt his ass flexing around my cock as he adjusted.

I started very slowly. Partially not to hurt him and partially because he was so fucking tight the pressure was intense and I was afraid I might bust my nut too soon. I found a rhythm and set about fucking this boy. It took no time for me to realize that he was enjoying himself. At first he made some quiet moans of pleasure, then as I picked up my pace he began to moan louder and louder, soon he was groaning out yes's and fuck me's and finally was proclaiming his luv for my cock as I was slamming it into him and my balls were bouncing off of his backside. I realized I was close to the point of no return. I thought for a split second of finishing in his ass, but quickly pulled out and shot all over his firm round ass and back.

I stretched out beside him and admired the fruits of my work all over his back. My cum glistened in the light coming from outside through the bedroom window. After a few minutes I got up and got a towel to clean him off. I gathered him up against my chest with my arm around him and got an appreciative "WOW". Then we dozed off together. When I woke up early the next morning, the Waiter was gone but that isn't the end of the story. There were 3 different text messages on my cellphone that I found on my way to work the next morning.