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Naked Guys With Cameras???

I miss Naked Guys With Cameras!  NakedGuysWithCameras has been a dead link for a while.

Anyone else missing...  feeling a void?

If guys are willing to send their pictures to me, I'll be more than happy to post the best.

Don't be shy guys.  We know you are out there.

I am trying to comeback........

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.

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!

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.

Now, a taste of recent events.  Occasionally, when I am bored or horny or both I will surf through Craigslist.  So, a few weeks back I started to regularly come across the same post.  With some variations, it usually read:

My BF will suck you.

BF is  6'3" 210 wm.  He is clean and disease-free you be too.  Must be comfortable with me there.

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.

Oddly, the BF who was being shared responded.  It was a little weird.  He was very tentative and asked a series of questions about what I wanted and what I would expect.  We went back and forth casually over about 3 or 4 days.  We exchanged pictures.  I had expected to be talking to the dominant partner, but instead I was "negotiating" with the "submissive" partner.  The vibe was strange, but the pictures were hot.  BF is a cute boy-next-door guy more well-put-together geek than athletic.  I decided to see if I could make this blowjob happen.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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!

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.

New Eye CandyI Orlando Bloom!

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!!!

Moving to TUMBLR

It will take some time for setup, but I guess I am moving to TUMBLR.

New web address is:  insoflo.tumblr.com/

Blogger will no longer permit Sexual Content after March 23rd

Anyone want to email me about alternatives to Blogger?  I would like to continue to Blog, but not a total Techie here.

Thanks,

insoflo

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Finally 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....

My fwb D 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 D 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.

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.

D 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 cherryboi.

We messed around on the couch like teenagers.  We fucked passionately like lovers.  When I woke up this morning he was gone.

Knock, 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.

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!

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.

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".

Long-time readers of this Blog will remember cherryboi.  I had originally thought that cherryboi had left DC.  A year or so ago, my friend "Dan" broke it to me that he had spotted cherryboi on U Street.  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 cherryboi everyday.  Now here he was at my door.  It was strangely like a really bad black and white movie.

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.

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.

It is a good thing I was reticent, because he finally told me he is sort of seeing someone.  I am not surprised.

Repeat

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 CL 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.

We started groping each 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. 

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. I tell him he needs to work for it... beg for it.  I change up so I don't cum too quickly.  I want to really fuck him long and hard.

He's definitely game.  He meets every thrust.  He's getting louder the longer I pound him.  I decide to get rough and smack the back of his head and tell him to shut the fuck up.  He stiffens with surprise and really goes back on my cock as he tightens up.  I decide to finish it.  I grab his hips and pull him back as I thrust and shoot a massive load deep in his ass.  

It is obvious that I have filled his pussy.  He tells me that he feels my hot cum in him and it's a huge load.  I hold him close for a while and work my cock into him until it softens.  

We clean up and I leave.  About an hour later, I check my email and he's already messaged about me fucking him again.  I like an eager boy.

Shared His Boyfriend

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 CL 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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

My Trick Card

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

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

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

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

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

The Guy from the Corner Store is a total cumslut.

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

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

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

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

The Married Guy - What Is This Really?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Andy Warhol - Blow Job (1964)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(a little while later near 5:30PM)

ME:  i am on my way.

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

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

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

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

ME:  i am 10 mins away.

HIM:  Ok

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

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

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

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

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

I got wildly lucky last night!!!

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My Fuck Buddy Update

I 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.

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.

So, here is an updated list of bottoms I have fucked and blogged about ---

Number 1 should not surprise long-time readers, it is the Marine. 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 David 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.

Number 2 is D. My Metro fuck buddy. He really does look like this Sean Cody model - Ben. 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.

Number 3 is Guy from the Corner Store. He is in his 30's, 5' 11". lean and very cute with sandy-brown hair and green eyes. He also has one fantastic ass and it is always tight! I 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.

Number 4 is The Cop. 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.

Number 5 is The Married Guy. 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.

Honorable mention to 2 others that I haven't Blogged about yet:

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.

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!

I hope to keep adding to the list!

Looked....And Got Caught

I 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.............

Some guys just have an outstandingly spectacular ass! We all know this to be true and we all notice those guys.

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.

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!

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.

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.

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.

Text - Wassup?

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.

My Reply Text - Big smile now to hear from you.

Text - Join me for a drink @XXXXXX's?

My Reply Text - Be there in 30 minutes.

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.

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.

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.

Oh, and I have tried to have that outstandingly spectacular ass but he seems un-interested in giving it up.

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..

And he is still that guy at my gym with the outstandingly spectacular ass! And he allows me to ogle.