tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-367285992024-03-07T21:13:03.663-05:00The Sexual Escapades of a DC Topinsoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.comBlogger117125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-8262617225796624562017-09-25T23:44:00.002-04:002017-09-27T23:36:06.529-04:00Guy Who Sucks Me Regularly<br />
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<br />insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-37812052544846643042017-09-23T22:00:00.003-04:002017-09-23T23:44:32.035-04:00Naked Guys With Cameras???I miss Naked Guys With Cameras! <a href="http://www.nakedguyswithcameras.com/" target="_blank">NakedGuysWithCameras</a> has been a dead link for a while.<br />
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Anyone else missing... feeling a void?<br />
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If guys are willing to send their pictures to me, I'll be more than happy to post the best.<br />
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Don't be shy guys. We know you are out there.insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-37664862732864678152017-09-18T01:35:00.001-04:002017-09-18T01:35:39.949-04:00I am trying to comeback........<div abp="1194">
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I am trying to comeback, but it has been a process that has been interrupted
by life - work, family and day-to-day-stresses. I didn't choose to take a
break from the Blog. I didn't stop having sex. I didn't stop having
experiences that I thought about blogging. But, I just haven't always had
the time or the energy to blog about them.</div>
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I want to thank the fans of the Blog who have reached out. I
appreciate your comments, compliments and questions. BTW, the pictures
that some of you sent were out of this world. I have some incredibly HOT
readers - out of this fucking world HOT!</div>
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I have made some great friends. I have become acquainted with some
great guys. Fans of the Blog can always contact me. I will respond.
To the readers that I have disappointed, I apologize. You know who you
are and I am sorry. I am always open to a dialogue with fans of the Blog and willing to answer questions.</div>
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Now, a taste of recent events. Occasionally, when I am bored or horny or both I will surf through <a abp="1203" href="http://washingtondc.craigslist.org/" rel="" target="_blank">Craigslist</a>. So, a few weeks back I started to regularly come across the same post. With some variations, it usually read:</div>
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<i abp="1207"><span abp="1208" style="font-family: inherit;"><b>My BF will suck you.</b></span></i></div>
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<span abp="1211" style="font-family: inherit;"><i abp="1212"><b>BF is 6'3" 210 wm. He is clean and disease-free you be too. Must be comfortable with me there</b>.</i></span><br />
<span abp="1211" style="font-family: inherit;"><i abp="1212"><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">At first, I didn't take these posts too seriously. It seemed to be posted repeatedly every 7 to 10 days. Then evening out of boredom I responded.</span></div>
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The next Sunday afternoon I was doing a lot of nothing and preparing for the coming week. I get an email from the BF. He is headed home. His husband is at home. They are ready. Do I want to come over? Yes, I said.<br />
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I get to their place in a newly gentrifing neighborhood east of the Anacostia and find a newly re-done rowhouse on a formerly sketchy street. The husband greets me at the door. He is tall early-30's sandy colored hair with a little bit of facial scruff. He invites me in and I follow him downstairs to a TV room with a big L-shaped sectional couch in the corner. He offers me a seat and then he deliberately sits on the opposite end of the couch. He has been checking me out and I must have passed because he calls out for the BF.<br />
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BF comes down the stairs and looks every bit as tentative as his emails sounded. BF is early-30's 6'3" around 200 lbs but looks younger. We make introductions and I understand the vibe. It's clear this is the husband's idea and my quick deduction is that it has taken a while to convince the BF and for the BF to find someone with whom hei is comfortable.<br />
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I decided to take the lead. I kicked off my shoes and dropped my pants then I kicked back on the couch. I firmly but non-threateningly instructed the BF to get on his knees between my legs. BF gets on his knees in front of me and literally looks at his husband. I firmly tell him to look at me. He obeys. I put my hand on the back of his head and guide his face to my crotch. When his mouth is at my cock I gently rub the head of my cock along his lips and tell him to suck my cock. I stay firm and in control. My hand never leaves the back of his head. He is tentative but he slowly relaxes and turns out to be a damn good cocksucker. I pull out and smack his face a little with my cock. Then I facefuck him a little. Nothing brutal, but I push his envelop and make sure he gags a little. I firmly tell him to relax and enjoy it. I know he likes it. I tell him to breathe through his nose and swallow the whole thing and he goes for it and does.<br />
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I am in that sweet spot with the headed of my cock buried in BF's throat. My hand is working his head up and down on my cock, when I casually look over at the husband. His eyes are glued to the action and it is obvious that he is enjoying it. His cock is out and he is stroking like a madman. I grin and ask the husband if he is enjoying himself and he says yeah.<br />
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I am approaching the zone now. I can feel the pressure building and I decide I am not ready to cum yet. I look down and ask the BF if he is enjoying my cock. He says yes loud enough that I know his husband hears. I pull out and rub my wet cock all over his face repeatedly until I hear the BF moan quietly. I tell him to suck on my big balls and then I stare at the husband. I watch him watch me get satisfied by his man's mouth. He is loving the show!<br />
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Now its time. I don't ask I order the BF to swallow my load. I firmly push his head down. He resists a little but submits. I cum in his mouth with 5 or 6 massive spurts. I can tell BF is struggling to take it all but he swallowed like a champ. I tell him to slowly clean me up and BF licks my cock and balls clean. He looks up at me with half a grin and says damn there was so much cum.<br />
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Ok, I'll put this out there... If there is a young bottom in the DC Metro Area that looks like this contact me immediately. I'll fuck you silly!!!insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-73931317724594797042015-02-25T21:44:00.005-05:002015-02-25T21:44:57.765-05:00Moving to TUMBLRIt will take some time for setup, but I guess I am moving to TUMBLR.<br />
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New web address is: <a href="http://insoflo.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">insoflo.tumblr.com/</a>insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-64652857814351754902015-02-24T22:58:00.001-05:002015-02-24T22:58:21.446-05:00Blogger will no longer permit Sexual Content after March 23rdAnyone want to email me about alternatives to Blogger? I would like to continue to Blog, but not a total Techie here.<br />
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Brought to me by <a href="http://maleidolatry.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">Male Idolatry</a>insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-76908780034346091612014-09-01T21:15:00.000-04:002014-09-01T21:24:14.609-04:00Finally an Update!!!Hello everyone! I want to thank everyone for all of the positive messages I have received from readers of this Blog. I really do appreciate the feedback. All is well with me, it is just so fucking hard to Blog sometimes. I am not complaining, but it takes time to collect my thoughts and to decide whether anything that is happening to me is even worth Blogging about. So, thank you for taking time to even read this....<br />
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My fwb <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/D" target="_blank"><b><u>D</u></b></a> is still a particular fascination of mine. I "collared" him, at his request, with a locked chain around his neck a few years ago and I have the only 2 keys to the lock. He demands nothing. He expects nothing. He asks for nothing. I worked out with him last Wednesday and fucked him last night after we had a very relaxed dinner and watched a movie together. If I don't contact <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/D" target="_blank"><b><u>D</u></b></a> for a month, he will be there when I finally reach out. I know this because I have done it. He seems to crave the detached nature of our "relationship". I see him on the Metro some mornings and he smiles. Some times he approaches me and sometimes he doesn't. He always looks absolutely delicious.<br />
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I asked him once how he explains the chain around his neck and he said no one ever asks about it. He smiled and said that people who know what it is sometimes give him a knowing look and others just probably assume it is jewelry. I'll admit that the chain around his neck makes my cock hard. Last year I was in San Francisco on the Muni and saw a guy with a heavier chain and a bigger lock around his neck. I stared, a lot. To the point that the guy noticed me staring and I got the impression that he was almost proud that I noticed the chain. <br />
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<a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/D" target="_blank"><b><u>D</u></b></a> and I work out together usually at least once a week He texts me regularly. We occasionally meet for a drink. We took golf lessons together in the Spring. Last night we cooked dinner together and watched a movie. It was weird. He messaged me and said, "If you aren't doing anything let's spend the evening together. I am positive he doesn't know about this Blog or <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/cherryboi" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">cherryboi</a>.<br />
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We messed around on the couch like teenagers. We fucked passionately like lovers. When I woke up this morning he was gone.<br />
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<br />insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-34507256183825057312014-08-31T21:21:00.001-04:002014-08-31T21:23:17.981-04:00Knock, Knock Who's There? - But this wasn't a joke!It was Thursday, August 28, 2014. I had been home less than 15-minutes before there was someone at my front door. I was still changing into sweats upstairs preparing to relax. Afterwards, I wondered whether he had been watching my house from somewhere near by??? As I type this, I am still wondering about that.<br />
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I fumbled with the drawstring on my sweats as I came down the stairs and heard my iPhone start to ring in the kitchen as I headed for the front door. I can say that I wasn't expecting anyone and I was never expecting who was at the door. But, there he was!<br />
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He is now 30, 6'1", bl, bl with the same athletic build - maybe approaching muscular. He is, believe it or not, better looking as some guys get as they age when young good looking becomes a more mature all-American handsome. He hesitantly smiled as he looked at me when I opened the door. I am unsure that I should admit this, but how does the expression go......"My heart leapt" at the sight of him. My total surprise at the sight of him went from a tightness in my chest to the ends of my toes. There is no way he did not see my surprise. I am not sure I could have hidden it.<br />
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I just stood at the door and looked at him. I don't know how long. I didn't say anything. I remember gripping and releasing the door knob a few times and saw the smile go away on his face. Everything ran through my head. I was surprised, I was angry, I was flooded by emotions and for a few seconds totally off balance and not in control. He said, "Hello", which focused me and I repeated, "Hello".<br />
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Long-time readers of this Blog will remember <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/cherryboi" target="_blank"><b><u>cherryboi</u></b></a>. I had originally thought that <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/cherryboi" target="_blank"><b><u>cherryboi</u></b></a> had left DC. A year or so ago, my friend "Dan" broke it to me that he had spotted <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/cherryboi" target="_blank"><b><u>cherryboi</u></b></a> on <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/U_Street_Corridor" target="_blank"><b><u>U Street</u></b></a>. I also had a fairly stronger suspicion that "Dan" still was in contact with him too. It had taken a long time, but I was at a point in my life where I didn't think about <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/cherryboi" target="_blank"><b><u>cherryboi</u></b></a> everyday. Now here he was at my door. It was strangely like a really bad black and white movie.<br />
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There was another long silence. He asked, "Should I leave?", and I thought for a long minute and said, "No, come in." I pointed towards the living room as I walked to the kitchen to find my iPhone. More to give me time to think than anything else. I yelled out to see if he wanted any wine and he said, "Yes", which gave me a few more minutes to collect myself. I came back with a fresh bottle of California Cab and two glasses and poured some wine for both of us. <br />
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We sat and stared at each other for a few minutes. He started talking by saying he had wanted to call or come see me for a long time, but was sure I hated him. It ended with him crying softly om my couch as I thought about what he said and stared out my front window. We finished the bottle of wine and chatted a lot about a lot. Little does he know that I love him. I did not tell him.<br />
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It is a good thing I was reticent, because he finally told me he is sort of seeing someone. I am not surprised.insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-5676086410855203832014-05-11T22:49:00.000-04:002014-05-11T22:49:10.921-04:00Repeat<div class="MsoNormal">
I met up with this guy that I fucked right after I moved to DC. He's cute, thin, in shape, attractive, 5'7, 130 pounds, Hispanic, late 20's. I didn't recognize him when I answered his <a href="http://washingtondc.craigslist.org/" target="_blank">CL</a> post, but I did when we met up. He met me at his front door and immediately led me upstairs to his room. There was noise in the house, so he had roommates. He was obviously anxious. When he closed the bedroom door he said this was a fantasy of his. I played along.</div>
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other. He has a nice toned body with a great set of abs. I kiss his neck and grab his ass, squeezing it as I pull him into me. We started undressing each
other. Once we're both naked, he got down on his knees and started to give me head. He's pretty good at
it and I took advantage and started fucking his mouth, pulling on his hair and grasping the back of his head firmly with my name. After a bit of me working over his
mouth and letting him enjoy my pre-cum, he stands up and turns around. It was clear what he wanted. I pushed him forward a little, smeared some lube in his crack and aggressive pushed my rock hard cock into him raw. He has a great ass. The lube eases the entry but immediately he is struggling to adjust to a cock stuffed into his ass. He's very vocal and makes an attempt to move off my cock, but I hold him close to me. I can feel him flexing around me and adjusting to the penetration. I know his roommates must hear, so I tell him to shut the fuck up. </div>
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I ignore him and concentrate on the fuck. It feels good around my cock. His struggling makes it all the hotter. I whisper some smack into his rear as I start to fuck him. He starts to submit and I start calling him names. Telling him he's my bitch. Calling him a filthy little slut. He's obviously getting off on it. I feel him push back on my cock. I am really pounding him now and he loves
it. He finally tells me he wants my cum in him.
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really goes back on my cock as he tightens up. I decide to finish it. I grab his hips
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email and he's already messaged about me fucking him again. I like an eager boy.</div>
insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-55775958274060086152014-04-20T11:46:00.004-04:002014-04-20T12:15:59.727-04:00Shared His Boyfriend<div abp="167">
It has been a very cold and snowy winter in DC. It has just started to warm up and look like Spring. In the middle of March, I was snowbound at home and bored out of my mind. I started surfing online and ran across an ad on <a abp="169" href="http://www.craigslist.org/about/site" target="_blank">CL</a> with the title - Share My BF. I was intrigued by the pic of the young guy attached and noticed that the couple was very close by, so I responded. I didn't hear back until the next morning.<br />
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The response was short and to the point. The couple was two young white professionals guys about 8 blocks from my house. The top was 31, 5'10", thin and the bottom was 27, 5'8", thin with a very tight meaty round ass that was in the pic attached to the ad. The one that answered was very direct. They wanted another guy to come over and have a have good time with the bottom while the BF watched. No worries, the bottom was totally on board with the scene.</div>
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I headed over by foot. It was a nice walk through a snow covered City that completely shuts down for any bad weather. The top met me at the door with a timid smile and a handshake. Friendly guy... he led me into a backroom with a big screen TV, leather couch and chair. The bottom was on the couch. It was pretty obvious that the bottom was scared stiff. The vibe was almost instantly cold.<br />
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The top offered me a beer and hurried over to the chair across the room and settled in. I found a spot by the bottom on the couch. There was a soccer game on the big screen TV, so we all had a beer and some conversation. I focused on soccer and the vibe relaxed. The top wasn't saying anything. Just watching from across the room. It soon became apparent that I had been exchanging emails with the bottom... not the top. The bottom volunteered that they had been a couple for about six years and that they had always wanted to experiment, but never had. As we chatted, the bottom was almost as timid as the top. He was wearing nylon gym shorts and a t-shirt. He looked delicious with nice full lips and a firm ass that was clearly defined by the gym shorts. But, eye contact was at a minimum.</div>
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Finally, I decided that if anything was going to happen I had to be direct. I put the beer down and looked directly at the bottom and told him, "to peel off his clothes and get down on his knees between my legs." I started to undress never looking away from the bottom. The bottom looked terrified and kept looking first toward his BF and then directly back at me. The bottom finally slowly peeled off his t-shirt and got down on his knees in front of me. I kicked back on the couch and very gently reached behind his head with my hand and pulled him toward my crotch. I held my cock with the other hand at his mouth and very firmly but gently told him to lick it. <br />
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He is definitely a complete cock slut. It didn't take very long for his very tentative licking to change to an eager tongue bath for my cock and balls. Every so often he would look up with puppy dog eyes to see if I was enjoying it. Each time I gently told him, "that I was watching him." Finally, he looked up and I told him, "to suck my cock" He obediently took a big mouthful and started to robotically bob up and down on my cock. <br />
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It was time for me to take charge. I grabbed the back of his head firmly and took control of the rhythm and slowly began to fuck his throat. When it is was crystal clear that I was completely using his BF, I finally looked over towards the top. While his BF was struggling to take what I was pushing down his throat as if his
life depended on it, the top had a hand full of his own cock and was madly stroking off.<br />
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After about 20 minutes of intense head, with me alternating between aggressively fucking his throat and telling him what to do with my cock and balls, I blew my
load down the bottom's throat. He tensed immediately. He was clearly surprised at what was happening, but I didn't relax my grip on his head and gave him no choice. He swallowed it and sheepishly looked up to see if he had pleased me. I told him that, "he was good." "Now, lick me clean and don't waste a drop", I told him. He slowly bathed my cock and balls with his tongue and I enjoyed the attention. I watched his BF finish himself off." Figuring that taking more would be pushing it, I dressed and left.</div>
insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-51466877897089467322013-09-29T18:55:00.000-04:002013-09-29T21:51:35.140-04:00My Trick CardI was always been a big fan of a Blog called <a href="http://dreamsofpatroclus.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Dreams of Patroclus</a>. This Blog has been inactive for a longtime. I keep it on my Blogroll, because I hope that he may eventually return. I would imagine that his career made Blogging more and more difficult. You all should check him out. He is a true southern gentlemen. <br />
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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patroclus" target="_blank">Patroclus</a> in Greek mythology was the mythical comrade, brother-in-arms and lover of Achilles. Their relationship was said to have inspired Alexander the Great in his alleged romantic relationship with his companion Hephaestion. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patroclus" target="_blank">Patroclus</a> died on the fields of war outside the walls of Troy. The relationship between Patroclus and Achilles is held up as a model of romantic love.<br />
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One of many things I have learned from <a href="http://dreamsofpatroclus.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Dreams of Patroclus</a> is the benefit of having a personal "<a href="http://lifehacker.com/5047383/undefined" target="_blank">calling card</a>" or trick card as I call it. Mine has my first name, cell phone number and a rather anon email address. This allows whoever I give the card to the ability to casually contact me while protecting my identity and private information.<br />
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I won't boast about how many times my trick card has gotten me laid. When there is a connection and time permits, I press one of the cards into the hand of whoever has crossed my path. Sometimes months go by and I get a casual message that leads to a rewarding experience. Thank you <a href="http://dreamsofpatroclus.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Dreams of Patroclus</a>!<br />
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Why am I posting this you might ask? I got wildly luck again this evening and got a blowjob in my living room from <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/2012/09/i-got-wildly-lucky-last-night.html" target="_blank">I-Got-Wildly-Lucky-Last-Night.</a> He had my card from last Fall.<br />
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<br />insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-30170325719480957262013-09-28T01:32:00.001-04:002013-09-28T01:32:26.564-04:00The Guy from the Corner Store is a total cumslut. <span style="font-family: inherit;">The </span><a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/Guy%20from%20the%20Corner%20Store"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Guy from the Corner Store</span></a><span style="font-family: inherit;"> is a total cumslut. He </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">is in his 30's, 5' 11". lean and very cute with sandy-brown hair and green eyes. He has a fantastic ass and gives the most incredible head. He lives about 1 block from my house. I am on smile and wave terms with him and his pretty young wife. When he can get away, he usually texts me for some cock and cum. When his pretty young wife is out of town, I usually get his ass.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Wednesday, I got a familiar text. "Around?" </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">By 6:00PM, the <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/Guy%20from%20the%20Corner%20Store"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Guy from the Corner Store</span></a><span style="font-family: inherit;"> is </span>standing at my door and wastes no time wrapping his mouth around my cock after I let him in. </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">I
unzip and he reaches into my pants to get at my cock. He pulls my cock and my balls outside my pants. It is clear that this will be fast. He nuzzles my cock, licks the head and starts in on me with his hand firmly around my balls. I am immediately rock hard. I lean my head back and try to focus. My hand is on the back of his head. I meet his greedy gulps at my cock thrusting as deeply as I can down his throat. He is clearly determined to get what he came for. He gave
me a great blowjob. He sucked on my cock and licked it and my balls like his life depended on it.
After about 20 minutes of intense head, I blew a massive load down his throat. He
swallowed it and kissed my cockhead. I zipped and he left. </span><br />
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"Good time again!", he texted about 15 minutes after he left.insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-55859059949654666182013-09-07T16:22:00.000-04:002013-09-07T16:22:28.655-04:00The Married Guy - What Is This Really?I originally met <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a> at a co-worker's Holiday Party in Upper NW DC a couple of years ago. Since then he randomly contacts me and we always end up messing around and fucking. I don't contact him. He always contacts me. This has been very convenient and, frankly, he is very hot so I enjoy our hookups a lot. <br />
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There are many guys like this in DC. Many of them masquerade as conservative Republicans. I used to think these guys were confused, but they aren't. They are outwardly cocky and alpha-types, but inwardly are submissive and crave a man's touch. This embarrasses and humiliates them, so usually they want their contacts with another man to embarrass and humiliate them. I realized a while ago that the reason that <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a> keeps coming back is that he realizes that I have him figured out and that I don't judge him and I won't out him. He thinks he is dirty and his desires are "wrong", so he will never come out. He will always play the role of the successful, good-looking, preppy, dutiful husband. <br />
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As the years have gone by, <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a> and I have encountered each other in more and more social activities.... parties, a recreation league, out on the town and other social situations. This hasn't been intentional. It has been more coincidental and just shows what a small town DC really is under the surface. The initial "look of utter terror crossing his eyes" when these encounters happen has lessened, <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a> is both fascinated and repelled by interactions with me in public. I think he has developed a sense of safety as more of these encounters have occurred and he has become comfortable that our public and private interactions are safely (for him) compartmentalized. No one would or will ever guess that behind closed doors he is all over my cock, he has mastered ability to carry himself as the ultimate straight guy. He is definitely a closet case.<br />
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So, my point is? What is this really with <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a>? We have fallen into a routine. I hear from him about 2 to 3 times per month. Sometimes more often. If his wife is out of town or he can arrange time before or after a business trip, he is usually getting nailed in my bed for a night or so.<br />
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Thursday evening I got a text from a drunk <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a>. I unlocked the front door and kicked back in my comfortable chair. I never got up from the chair. <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a> let himself in and clumsily undressed. He started on the floor between my legs. He is an eager and hungry cocksucker. In a few minutes, I was hard as stone. I ordered him to lube my cock and his ass real good and straddle me. I played with his little brown nipples and squeezed his ass as he worked my cock into him. He is always tight and the pain and please of being penetrated was all over his face. He rode me like a champ. Soon he was balls deep and sliding up and down the length of my cock. It was so hot and passionate I didn't even try to hold back. I busted hard deep inside of him and he kept sliding up and down on my cock until I went soft.<br />
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<br />insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-37521087034925557642012-11-23T11:13:00.001-05:002012-11-23T11:14:14.611-05:00Finally.... Rough.... and Raw!I am going to tell you a long and winding tale! Literally, I posted on <a href="http://washingtondc.craigslist.org/" target="_blank">Craigslist</a> about 3 years ago and this fairly hot 32yo wm guy responded. He described himself as, "5'9", 140 pounds, smooth. I'm into being used. anon is hot. can wear a blindfold if you like that. Pics?" His response came with a pic, that I am not going to share. My mouth was watering. We chatted online, but of course we never met. He flaked.<br />
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This isn't un-common scenario as anyone who has cruised on <a href="http://washingtondc.craigslist.org/" target="_blank">Craigslist</a> knows. But, about 3 weeks later he initiated and we chatted again. He flaked yet again. Again and again. This has been going for about 3 years. It eventually stopped pissing me off and has been rather interesting. The dude is hot. More pics have followed. He is actually quite engaging. If he is reading this post, yes I am talking about you so get ready.<br />
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Last Thursday we started chatting again............<br />
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HIM: definitely in the mood to suck, swallow a load. so would you want to breed my hole?<br />
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ME: i at work till 5:30/6:00... after?<br />
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HIM: my address is...........Arlington. email me when u r on the way? anything u want to specify - how u want it to work, etc, just let me know. don't be shy - this is an opportunity to make something you've imagined into a reality.<br />
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ME: i am looking to use you as a bitch? be waiting to serve as instructed. you will do as i say and submit to my demands. i will do as i please even if you beg, whine, cry, etc. i am done when i say so.<br />
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HIM: Ok, i'm good with that. from reading your message its clear you know what u want and i like that you're willing to demand and take it. i especially like that u get off on my irrelevance and have no qualms about ignoring my wishes, pleas...even finding them appealing as they are evidence that it is all about u having what u want and using me in the process. if restraints are needed, i assume you won't hesitate.<br />
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ME: i am on my way.<br />
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HIM: Great! i do think it would be hot if you came in my unlocked door, found me in a pair of underwear on my knees - proceeded to restrain my hands, ripped my underwear off while saying, "bitch, you aren't going to need these for what i have in mind". once you had me restrained and ready for use, you then undressed. i like the idea of being totally helpless before i ever see you undressed - it's the excitement of being committed to the situation without having ever laid eyes on the object that will violate my holes in numerous ways.<br />
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ME: ok. then be in your underwear near the door. i want you tightly blindfolded. place the restraints you have conveniently nearby.</div>
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HIM: would you mind fucking me covered? as much as I am fascinated by the idea of your load in my hole, it scares me. as an alternative, after you shoot your load in the condom, could you lay me flat on my back, tell me to open my mouth with my tongue out - you get over me with the head of your cock over my mouth, then you pour you load on the head of your cock, making sure that anything that runs off, falls in my mouth. once you've poured it all over your cock, you put your cock down my throat - all the way so that my face is buried in your pubic area.<br />
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ME: i am 10 mins away.<br />
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HIM: Ok<br />
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When I arrived at his front door, I tried the door knob and it was unlocked. I entered cautiously and found him beyond the entry way on his knees, blindfolded, wearing a pair of tighty-whities and almost quivering. I locked and chained the door. After literally years of e-mails, I expected it to be a bogus address.<br />
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As he balanced himself quivering on his knees, I slowly undressed and neatly folded and stacked my clothes on a convenient chair. He spoke several times while i was undressing, but I ignored him. It was very apparent that this un-nerved him. He was smooth except for some pubes and hair on his legs, 5'9", lean and looked younger than the 32 years he claimed.<br />
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I was there for maybe an hour. I grabbed him by his hair and pulled him to his bedroom down the hall. There was a rope and thick leather strap beside his bed. I tied his hands behind his back and began to face-fucked him. When he was gagging to the point of retching, I would let him lick my balls until he caught his breathe and then I would face-fucked him some more. After about 15 to 20-minutes, he started to whine. He continually asked what I was going to do next.<br />
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Finally, while he was licking my balls I moved forward on his face and put his mouth and nose firmly in my crack. I could feel him fight under me. He was squirming to get away. I pull him up and smacked him across his face. He instantly stopped struggling and went limp. With my other hand, I tore his tighy-whities off of him. I snugged his blindfold and tightening the rope binding his hands together and proceeded to use the leather strap on him for a few minutes until he was almost totally silent. Then I fucked him. He was tight and had not lubbed. It was skin-on-skin, which always creates a friction I enjoy. I used him rough. I fucked to dominate him. I fucked to use him. I fucked to humiliate him. When that familiar pressure was building in my groin, I fucked slower but deeper to be sure I planted my load deep inside him. At this point, he had totally submitted. He groaned and met my thrusts, but it was a very submissive fuck on his part. I bused a big load in him. I must have spurted 7 or 8 times into his tight boypussy. <br />
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I rested on top of him still buried inside him for a few minutes. As my cock got soft, it began to slip out of his cum-filled hole. I got up and smacked him on the ass I just used. Took a quick shower, dressed and left him there.<br />
<br />insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-6331975185233040232012-09-29T13:07:00.001-04:002012-09-29T18:27:24.359-04:00I got wildly lucky last night!!!I got home late from work last night and after trying to relax realized that I didn't really want to cook anything so I headed over to H Street figuring I grab something quick to eat. As I walked over, I came across a neighbor and we chatted for a few minutes and then we both decided to head over to one of the bars on H Street. We sat at the bar and bs'ed. I complained and he listened and he complained and I listened. Felt real good. The bs'ing and alcohol definitely relaxed me. We both finished at least 3 drinks and then he announced he had to head home to his wife and I headed to the bathroom.<br />
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I entered the bathroom and was alone, but about a minute later someone else entered. I frankly was concentrating on hitting the urinal, so I wasn't paying much attention. As I finished and shook, I looked up and noticed that a guy was standing at the urinal to my left. He was looking directly at me and smiling a big shit-eating grin. <br />
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The guy was one of the 20's or very early 30's white interns that crawl all over Capitol Hill. He stood about 5-10 or 5-11 and weighed maybe 150 lbs. He was lean but not skinny and was wearing a tight pair of dress pants and a rumpled white dress shirt. Before I had completely processed the whole scene, I realized that he was signaling me by motioning with his head to join him in the stall in the corner of the bathroom.<br />
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So WTF, I did. With the door closed he went straight to his knees and started fumbling with my belt and zipper and shoved his hand into my pants, cupped my balls and cock and pulled them out to his face. He looked up at me with another big shit-eating grin and them swallowed my cock while he kneaded my balls with his hand. I was instantly as hard as stone and he had the perfect touch. He sucked, he licked, he nibbled on the mushroom end of my cock and he was at the same to eager and deliberate. It was intense as hell and by this point my knees were a little weak. After a few minutes focused solely on my cock, he looked up and said, ""You have the biggest set of balls. They are huge."<br />
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Suddenly, someone else entered the bathroom. I froze and his hand moved up and he gently patted me on the chest. He slowed down his pace and kept my cock in his warm mouth and kept his other hand firmly around my balls. The new arrival used the urinal and did his business and left.<br />
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The guy immediately proceeded to totally suck my cock and work my balls. I had to be panting at some point because I heard this guttural moan say, "I want it. Please give it to me."<br />
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Within a minutes, my hand was on the back of his head and I was releasing powerful spurts of cum over and over into his eager mouth. He swallowed each like a champ and ran his tongue over the end of my cock to get any more that he could encourage. When I had finished, he slowly licked my cock and balls clean and when he got to the end of my cock, he squeezed the end and licked it to get all of my load. He then gently packed my cock and balls back into my pants and zipped my zipper. We both fumbled with my belt as we exited the stall.<br />
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I will say, it was the perfect, most intense random blowjob. <br />
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At the sink he licked his lips and said, "Thank you."<br />
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I smile and put my card in his shirt pocket. Hopefully, if he sobers up and remembers the whole thing in a good way I'll get a repeat.<br />
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When I left the bar, the guy was back with a group of his 20's and early 30's comrades at the end of the bar.<br />
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<br />insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-67135704240186441112012-03-05T04:23:00.004-05:002012-09-30T16:02:39.702-04:00Goodbye CampusGloryhole on XTubeI have been a big fan of the video's posted on <a href="http://xtube.com/" target="_blank">Xtube</a>. At some University in Texas he was faithfully manning a gloryhole and giving some stellar performances at the end of some great college cocks and posting the video's for my stroking pleasure.<br />
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At one point last month, I noticed he had started a Blog where he was posting videos too. In a few of the videos he mentioned <a href="http://grindr.com/" target="_blank">Grindr</a> in the descriptions and I briefly fantasized about finding him and his gloryhole the next time I was in Texas.<br />
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This guy was a worldclass cocksucker, which is intended to be a compliment. I even referred his videos to a reader of my Blog who asked me about good blowjobs a few weeks ago.<br />
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This morning when I went searching for some porn for my stroking pleasure, I discovered that CampusGloryhole gone. His video's on <a href="http://xtube.com/" target="_blank">Xtube</a> and his Blog removed. So very said.............<br />
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I hope all is well and that CampusGloryhole is just practicing his gift in private out there some where for the benefit of some lucky guys who find him!<br />
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Thank you, CampusGloryhole!!! I enjoyed your talent!insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-90608693939275742292012-01-29T20:02:00.000-05:002012-09-30T16:05:04.118-04:00My Fuck Buddy UpdateI really appreciate all of the thoughtful e-mails and I want to thank everyone who reached out to me after my last Blog post. I was gone for a long time. But, I am back. As with most things in life, there are many reasons why I took a break from Blogging. <br />
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Several of you wondered about my regulars, so this got me considering a post I did a while ago listing and ranking bottoms I have fucked and Blogged about.<br />
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So, here is an updated list of bottoms I have fucked and blogged about ---<br />
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Number 1 should not surprise long-time readers, it is the <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/Marine" target="_blank">Marine</a>. He is in his 30's, 6'4" with the trademark "high and tight" haircut with a genuine bulldog tat. He still is a perfectly formed man!!! He comes the closest to resembling Michelangelo's statue of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_%28Michelangelo%29" target="_blank">David</a> as any man I have ever seen. He was deployed in Afghanistan for almost 2 years, but each time he returned to the US and once right before this last Thanksgiving he has comeback to my bed. Extremely hot really does nut adequately describe how exquisitely perfect in form he is! Need I say more? All around best looking and best body. And under all the Marine bs he is one of the sweetest guys I know. <br />
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Number 2 is <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/D" target="_blank"><b><u>D</u></b></a>. My Metro fuck buddy. He really does look like this Sean Cody model - <a href="http://seancodyreviews.com/2008/11/20/ben-sean-cody-oh-how-cute-is-he/" target="_blank"><b><u>Ben</u></b></a>. He is 30 years old and 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. He is still wearing a locked chain around his neck and I have the only keys. He doesn't seem to want more and definitely doesn't ask for more. We go out to dinner, to an occasional movie, we hit the gym together from time-to-time and I use him. I can have him whenever I want him. I got a text message Friday afternoon from him - "u around?" Our code for my ass is yours if you want it. I enjoyed my Friday night.<br />
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Number 3 is <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/Guy%20from%20the%20Corner%20Store">Guy from the Corner Store</a>. 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 rarely write about this guy, but I see him all the time around the neighborhood. He lives exactly 1 block from my door. He is married with a pretty young wife and a small kid that I see him pushing around in a stroller. I now know him and his wife by name, so there is a devilishness about boning him too. We hookup randomly. Usually when the wife is out-of-town or he can sneak out. Every time we hooked up he wanted cum, so I stopped using a condom and it is strictly bareback now. I will say these happily-married bottoms fascinate me. <br />
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Number 4 is <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Cop" target="_blank">The Cop</a>. He is 33, 5'11", very muscular with sandy-brown hair and he is a Cop for a suburban Maryland County. 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. Sometimes weeks go by and I don't hear from him and then he spends 24 hours at my house getting fucked and sucking my dick. And yes, I have fucked him in his uniform.<br />
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Number 5 is <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a>. He is in his mid 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 incredible 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. Extra hot because he is that preppy frat guy alpha-male type that moans like a bitch with a cock stuffed in his ass balls-deep.<br />
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Honorable mention to 2 others that I haven't Blogged about yet:<br />
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Number 6 is the caterer named JR. He is a pretty white boy. Tall and wiry with creamy white skin. He in an incredibly cocksucker and anxiously gave me his ass bare on his living room couch. He comes and goes, but every time we hookup it is hot.<br />
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Number 7 is the southern boy. He is 29, 5'8", smooth with six-pack abs. He is shy and fucking him is like fucking someone's little brother. If I turn off the lights he is all over me. I don't get to fuck him enough. Simply WOW!<br />
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I hope to keep adding to the list!insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-75097929615785873562012-01-15T22:12:00.000-05:002012-01-15T22:18:04.604-05:00Looked....And Got CaughtI started this post a few months ago and did not have the drive to finish it. I have come back to it a few times, but I have never been quite able to finish it. A text message yesterday from the guy I described in this post resulted in another very hot hookup with him this evening, so I dusted this off and finished it to post.............<br /><br />Some guys just have an outstandingly spectacular ass! We all know this to be true and we all notice those guys.<br /><br />So, there is such a guy at my gym and I admit I just can't stop looking. I first noticed him in May on a quiet Saturday morning. I was checking blackberry messages and sitting on a bench in front of a row of lockers. He walked up and I didn't pay too much attention. He is a good-looking white guy, in his late 20's or maybe just 30, about 5'9" and just fucking built. There was no cockiness. He was using the locker immediately next to mine. I had hardly noticed him as I put down my blackberry and he turned slightly away from me and dropped his shorts to reveal his outstandingly spectacular ass maybe 12 to 18 inches from my face. My eyes must have popped out of my head. His ass is smooth round meatly and firmly jutts out from his lean and defined frame. A classic "super fucking hot bubble ass". It is perfect! I immediately wanted to grab it and slide in. I was positive that he didn't take notice of me. He seemed totally unaware if not ambivalent.<br /><br />Long story short, since May there have been regular sightings and I have tried to unobtrusively admire his ass every chance I have gotten. I didn't make a move to do more because I have shitty gaydar and he might have been totally straight. He carries himself with a confidence and lack of awareness that I usually notice in very hot straight guys. Also, I have had so much shit going down lately that I just didn't have the energy to make any more of a move. So, I just kept looking. Sometimes I have been lucky and we have grabbed a locker in the same area and I get a good show. Sometimes I have caught a glimpse as either he or I head back and forth from the showers. There was one evening where I got a reflected view of him toweling off in a mirror. All this time I have been convinced that my looking has been covert and that he hadn't noticed. Wrong!<br /><br />I went to the gym a several weeks ago (August) late afternoon on a Friday after work. It was a late summer Friday in DC, so the gym was dead. I had no plans for the evening. I'd had a very busy week and this was my first trip to the gym all week. I did a long run on a treadmill for some cardio and a few sets of free weights and headed to the suana to relax. When I left the sauna to head to the showers, the locker room was empty. When I returned to my locker after showering, there he was bare-assed at the locker next to mine. There was no real intent on my part, but I sat down on the bench at the lockers to finish drying off and just admired his outstandingly spectacular ass. Then before I realized what was happening, he glanced over his shoulder looked down at me and smiled. Big shit-eating grin to tell me that I had been caught. "Hi", he said.... and them strutted off bare-assed to the showers. When he got to the shower doorway, he looked back in my direction and flashed another smile.<br /><br />His performamnce totally threw me off balance and he had to have known that. I was totally caught. I know I was a million shades of red. The whole scene had been so fast that I had no time to recover my composure before he had disappeared into the showers. Looking back, there was probably an unspoken invitation to join him but I have always been awkward at reading situations. I did recover enough to scribble a "call me if you are interested note" on the back of my card before I hit the road. I was really embarrased to have been caught ogling his ass. I wasn't sure if I'd hear from him or whether he just had me pegged as a sad old voyeur. More than a week went by and I had almost put the whole thing out of my mind. <br /><br />I continued to hit the gym regularly, but there was no sign of the guy with the spectacular ass. Late one Friday afternoon (2 weeks later), I looked at my blackberry to find a text message from a strange number.<br /><br />Text - Wassup?<br /><br />I thought for a few minutes and decided it had to be the guy with the spectacular ass. I hadn't passed out my number recently to anyone else. So I texted back.<br /><br />My Reply Text - Big smile now to hear from you. <br /> <br />Text - Join me for a drink @XXXXXX's? <br /><br />My Reply Text - Be there in 30 minutes.<br /><br />XXXXXX's isn't a gay bar or even a meat-market, but it has a nice outdoor area in a very neighborhoody setting. And you can get a great bottle of wine. He and I leisurely shared a great bottle of Malbec.<br /><br />It was comfortable from the minute I sat down with him. We have a lot in common. We sipped the wine. We nibbled on a tray of assorted appetizers. We talked about everything.... including how flattered he said he was that I found his ass ogle-able. Two hours later as he pour the last of the wine in both of our glasses, he asked if we could go to my place since he has a roommate.<br /><br />He's not out. He doesn't bottom, but he is the most incredibly submissive cocksucker I have ever enjoyed. We have cuddled many times through the night, since that first bottle of wine. <br /><br />Oh, and I have tried to have that outstandingly spectacular ass but he seems un-interested in giving it up. <br /><br />The head is incredible! Him totally nude curled up between my legs in a trance as he runs his tongue over my cock and balls.... I am unable to adequately describe. Sitting next to him sharing beers and hot dogs at a Nats game was the highlight of my summer. Well, maybe the night in bed with him after was the highlight..<br /><br />And he is still that guy at my gym with the outstandingly spectacular ass! And he allows me to ogle.insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-76915670857921853342011-02-13T08:45:00.004-05:002011-02-13T10:11:24.781-05:00My First BlowjobI love blowjobs in case that fact has eluded readers of this Blog. I was chatting with a friend Friday night and the topic twisted around to first experiences. He asked me who gave me my first blowjob and was shocked to find out that it was not a guy, but two girls.......<br /><br />It was summer and I was 14 in an era before gaming and cable tv were universal. I was at my grandparent's farm in the middle of nowhere watching tv on the "front room" couch. My 17 year old cousin M*** and her best friend C**** were in and out of the farmhouse listening to records on a portable record player and talking on the phone with friends. I remember I could hear them being girls. My grandparents had gone to town and as it got dark outside M***, C**** and I were alone.<br /><br />They came into the "front room" and settled in to watch whatever was on tv, which is totally forgotten to me now. Of course, they started to tease me as "older" young ladies are prone to do with awkward teenage boys. Suddenly, C**** pointedly asked me if I had a girlfriend..... yet. At 14 and confused by my sexuality, this question always unnerved me. Sensing my unease M*** and C*** continued to tease me about girls and girlfriends until the subject came to their doubt that anyone had even sucked my "little dick". <br /><br />Then the challenge was made. M*** doubted that I even had any hair "down there'. Of course, I took the bait. Mustering as much cocky courage as I could I stated that I had plenty of hair "down there". C**** laughingly demanded proof. To this day I have no idea how I resolved to respond to this challenge the way I did, but I looked at both C*** and M*** and said: "If I prove it and you are wrong you both have to suck my dick!"<br /><br />I realize now that that was exactly what they wanted to do, but back then I was shocked when they both immediately agreed. I still remember my hands shaking as I fumbled with the steel button on my shorts and dropped them standing by the couch in the "front room" of my grandparents' farmhouse. <br /><br />Obviously, I had some hair "down there" as I am pretty sure they both were counting on. With me sitting in the center of the couch and M*** on my left and C**** on my right, M*** was the first to bend over and take my raging hard-on into her mouth. I will never forget that first warm sensation and have spent a lot of time and energy for replays of it since. M*** and C**** took turns sucking me on that couch for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably a few minutes until I exploded without warning into M***'s mouth. She may have been surprised, because I remember her turning her head to look up at me. But, she eagerly licked my cock clean and announced to C**** that I finished.<br /><br />C*** mockingly asked where hers was and I reached up and pushed her head down into my lap. Still hard from the excitement of the situation, I had no problem meeting the challenge of a second round. C**** and M*** took turns again, but C**** took the lead in round two. M*** was bobbing on my shaft as I felt the rising and I pushed C***'s head down to get hers. It was not the best head I have ever had, but it was my first and was very exciting.<br /><br />It never happened again. I guess fear or possibly respect made sure that M*** and C**** were suddenly nicer to me. An old boyfriend once assured me that it was respect!insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-11006036908236195852011-01-01T21:55:00.002-05:002012-09-30T16:07:23.335-04:00The Married Guy Out of NowhereWoke up late yesterday morning and drowsily went about cleaning up and doing some house chores that haven't gotten done with my work schedule and the holidays. I went to Eastern Market, had lunch and then stopped by the hardware store. I did several loads of laundry and by 4:00PM I was elbows deep in the toilet tank trying to fix the flapper, when my cell rang. It was <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a>. I originally first met <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a> at a co-worker's Holiday Party in Upper NW DC a couple of years ago. Since then he has sporadically dropped by to mess around and fuck, but I haven't heard from him since shortly before the beginning of summer.<br />
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Prior to Christmas, I was at the same co-worker's Holiday Party chatting with several people about a recent event in DC when I looked up to see <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a> standing behind one of the ladies in the group with a look of utter terror crossing his eyes. The lady was his wife. I quickly smiled and extended my hand introducing myself. He gathered himself and successfully avoided disaster by reminding me that we had met before at one of my co-worker's previous gatherings. The group fell back into chatting about the recent event and slowly broke up to mingle and refresh drinks until <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a> and I were standing by ourselves. <br />
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I had to inwardly grin at him. I'd fucked him and he'd enjoyed it. He devoured my cock and luved it but at that moment all of his swagger and confidence was gone. He was clearly very uncomfortable. I whispered to him to relax. "No one at that party has any idea that we are anything by casual acquaintances.", I said. As I went to move away and mingle some more I said, "Don't be a stranger."<br />
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I hadn't given it much thought since that night. <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a> is a typically confused and closeted married guy. He craves a good hard manfuck, but as soon as he has showered and gotten his clothes back on he feels guilty. Don't get me wrong - he is a nice guy. And he is fucking hot! The poor guy is just in a constant state of turmoil and guilt. <br />
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Looking at my cell I didn't immediately recognize the incoming number. <b><u>Me</u></b>: "Hello", I said.<br />
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<a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a>: "Hey, it is <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a>", he said hesitantly.<br />
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<b><u>Me</u></b>: "Hey, Good Morning. How's it going?", I replied.<br />
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<a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a>: "I hope it isn't a bad time. I was out running a few errands and thought I'd call to see if I could drop by?", he said.<br />
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<b><u>Me</u></b>: "You want to fuck around?", I asked.<br />
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<a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a>: "That's what I was kinda thinking.", he replied.<br />
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He was about 15 minutes from my place. I pulled the bathroom door shut and went downstairs to wash my hands really good. Barely 15 minutes later <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a> was at my front door wearing blue jeans with his hands jammed into his pea coat looking awkward.<br />
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<b><u>Me</u></b>: "Hey guy.", I said as I opened the door.<br />
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I got a smile and a "Hi" from him as I led him upstairs to my bedroom. I got out of my clothes as quickly as I could and hopped up on my bed to watch him undress. I get off watching <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a> and he seemed to enjoy watching me watch him. There was a cockiness to his movements as he undressed. When he was fully undressed he stood in the middle of my bedroom floor with his arms on his hips giving me a chance to stare.<br />
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I patted the mattress next to me and he moved onto the bed to join me. As I found his lips I couldn't keep my hands off his firm body. After messing around for a long time, I pushed his head down to my crotch and closed my eyes as he engulfed my cock with his warm mouth. His body was smooth and warm against me as he alternately sucked, licked and kissed my cock and balls It felt incredible, but I had no intention of wasting my nut down his throat.<br />
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Without warning I forcefully flipped him over onto his stomach and kissed my way from his neck, down his back and kneaded his smooth ass cheeks. I intended to take him and he had no idea. The thought had me more hot than normal. Something in me said that this married guy wanted to get dicked and I was in the mood to really dick him. It was rough but apparently not too rough. He seem to melt at my touch.<br />
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I fumbled in my bed stand for some lube and started to work him. He was very tight. I slowly worked and pushed a single finger into his crack and against his pucker. I was firm as I pressed it into him and he grunted a little but quickly accepted it. I worked him and squeezed his ass checks and waited for him to respond. After a while I pulled my finger out and squirted some more lube along his crack. Then I slowly worked and pushed two fingers into him. He bucked slightly as I pushed the fingers in and expanded his hole. He even met my penetration by pushing his ass back against my hand. <br />
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Finally I pulled my hand out of his crack and lubed my hard cock. Then I mounted him and thrust my cock into him. He bucked and shifted under me but with each thrust I made sure I penetrated deeper and he was soon mine. I fucked him deep and hard. I worked his legs apart and dug my knees into the bed so that I could roughly thrust into him. He is always very tight. It is clear that he doesn't get fucked often and his tightness is incredible, This time his lubed tightness around my raw cock was almost overpowering. I could feel him meeting me and moving to take the furious assault I was making on his ass. His hole clung to my cock as I pulled out. My balls smacked furiously against him as I thrusted into him and he just moaned. As I felt the pressure build and as I reached that point-of-no-return, I leaned down and grunted into his ear, "I am going to seed your tight ass!". Then I exploded into him.<br />
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I collapsed on him and laid there with my weight against his firm body. I could feel his heavy breathing under me. Finally, I rolled off next to him and we both laid there very quietly for about 10 minutes. Then I heard him say, "You came in me."<br />
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I did not reply. <br />
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We laid next to each other on my bed another 10 minutes or so and he did not move. I slowly worked my cock until it was respectably hard again. Then I pulled <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a> onto his back and lifted his legs up to my shoulders and mounted him again. My cum was warm and sticky in him and my cock slid easily back into him. I fucked him again - this time gently and slowly as we kissed and he looked at me. He was soon meeting every thrust and holding my ass in his hands. Then I gave him his second load of the day.<br />
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I said nothing as we recovered next to each other.<br />
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Finally, he asked me. "You are HIV- right?" <br />
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"Yes", I replied. "Nothing to worry about there."<br />
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<b><u>Me</u></b>: "Grab a shower. You don't want to be too long finishing your errands."<br />
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And then he left.<br />
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I wondered exactly what <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a>'s reaction was to taking my loads until I got a text from him after midnight telling me that I was still dripping out of him.insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-63100451673582783032010-12-31T12:44:00.012-05:002014-04-21T23:03:14.075-04:00"Man in a Blizzard," by Jamie StuartI 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 <a href="http://blogs.suntimes.com/ebert/movies-1/man-in-a-blizzard-by-jamie-stu.html" target="_blank">Roger Ebert's Journal</a>. This is Ebert's Blog on the <a href="http://www.suntimes.com/" target="_blank">Sun-Times</a> website.<br />
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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.<br />
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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.<br />
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I received a very unexpected surprise visit from <a href="http://insoflo.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Married%20Guy" target="_blank"><b><u>The Married Guy</u></b></a> last night. Working on that Post right now. Headed out for a New Year's get-together this evening. <br />
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Happy New Year to all!insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-69348919956754334852010-12-12T19:20:00.000-05:002010-12-12T19:23:57.321-05:00Took a Chance........ Pt. 2It 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.<br /><br />I am back for now....... Thanks for everyone who kept in touch and sent messages. I am doing just fine.<br /><br />To pick up where I left off on the story I was telling..........<br /><br />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. <br /><br />"I wasn't sure if you had any free time this evening?" the Waiter asked.<br /><br />"Sure", I said. "I am home for the night. Come on over to my place." <br /><br />"Oh", he replied. <br /><br />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."<br /><br />My place is <a href="http://www.metroopensdoors.com" target="_blank"><b><u>Metro</b></u></a> accessible and it turned out that the Waiter was coming from the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/U_Street_Corridor" target="_blank"><b><u>U Street</b></u></a> 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. <br /><br />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. <br /><br />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.<br /><br />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."<br /><br />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. <br /><br />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.<br /><br />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.<br /><br />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.insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36728599.post-25184126141235450122010-07-09T22:28:00.003-04:002010-07-09T22:56:46.963-04:00A Shout Out To Thirty3 Naked LaydiesT3NL has posted about "<A HREF="http://thirty3nakedlaydies.blogspot.com/2010/07/old-fuck-buddies-resurrected.html" target="_blank">Old Fuck Buddies Resurrected</A>" at <A HREF="http://thirty3nakedlaydies.blogspot.com" target="_blank">thirty3nakedlaydies.blogspot.com</A>. I have always enjoyed T3NL's Blog and I recommend that everyone check it out. The pictures of his old fuckbuddies are mouth-watering!<br /><br />T3NL mentions me, so I thought I'd shout back.<br /><br />SOOOOO jealous!insoflohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029520237319034650noreply@blogger.com4