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.

I got wildly lucky last night!!!

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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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh", he replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Took a Chance......... Pt. 1

I was out with friends last Friday evening for dinner at a restaurant on P Street in the Dupont Circle in NW DC. This area, for anyone not familiar, is the historic gay neighborhood in DC. There is an eclectic row of restaurants along P Street just off the circle that gives its name to the neighborhood.

I met two friends there to catch-up and to enjoy a nice relaxed dinner. I haven't seen them in a while and they have been worried about me, which makes them great friends. We got a great table and the hottest waiter in the restaurant. I kid you not. This guy radiated personality and was just incredibly-boy-next-door hot. He had a great ass topped by a lean v-shaped torso and emerald green eyes that sparkled and a quick smile, but I am getting ahead of myself. I didn't take notice of him when we first sat down or even after he served us our wine.

As I chatted with my friends and caught-up, I caught the waiter looking at me as he passed our table. I really didn't think much of it. He was friendly and seemed to make a point of being attentive. I figured it was good service. It took about 15 minutes for one of my friends to point out that he was obviously flirting with me. I laughed. My friend nodded. We continued to chat and I began to pay attention to the fact that the waiter was definitely paying attention to me.

As dinner continued, my friends began to tease me about the hot waiter. The waiter continued to be friendly, to look, make a point of engaging me and flirting. My friends had known cherryboi, so he became a brief part of the conversation. I also got scolded for being so aloof and anti-social over the winter. They care and it was friendly. We were having a great dinner. A second bottle of wine was ordered. By my third glass of wine, I was feeling good. So dessert was served with some friendly banter/flirting beyween the waiter and me.

As our party was breaking up and getting ready to leave, the waiter made a point of coming back to our table with a final thank you and smile. On impulse, I passed him my card and mumbled something very stupid about seeing him again. Immediately, his face said it all. I got the immediate impression it was a jerk move. As we walked back towards the Metro, my two friends went from complimenting me on making the move to debating on whether I'd hear from him. Feeling a little embarassed, awkward and the effects of the wine, I put it out of my mind. The waiter's face seemed to indicate that my card was already in the trash.

Last night, I was sitting at the kitchen counter reading some old newspapers and downing a ceasar salad when I heard my cell ringing. I got up and caught it before it went to voicemail and it was the waiter. I was surprised, but played it cool.

We went back and forth with a little talk and little more banter.

To Be Continued...........

Yesterday Anon

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

He had e-mailed me a few days ago:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I am looking for a totally anonymous cockslut

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

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Status Update

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No.", he replied.

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

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

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

"Yes.", I replied.

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

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

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

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

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

"Wow!", I said.

Gym Wednesday Night

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

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

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

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

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

"That Was Amazing..... Thanks Dude!"

DC dies during any holiday. The combination of Spring Break last week with the Easter Holiday this past weekend made this City like a tomb. No one actually seems to live here or to be from here, so everyone de-camps anytime there are a few days off from school/work.

So being bored and horny on a Saturday night, I was cruising on Manhunt and checking out Craigslist. Half on a lark and half because of the attached picture, I responded to the following post from a guy in MD:


Trying agian (sp)

I tried last weekend, but couldn't find the right guy. I'm 23 yr old 6'4" 215 lbs. I just want to get dressed up for you. Suck you off, give you a lapdance, maybe fuck you. I've got a very tight ass, I think you'll love it. Be white, in shape and have pics to trade...looking for tonight!

I responded to this post with my stats and a picture.

Trying agian: You've got me fucking hard...you like the idea of me in a thong giving you a lapdance?

me: yeah! i'd luv to feed you my cock too.

Trying agian: You've got a great cock...i would love to suck on it...and rub my ass all over it.

me: hell yeah! now i'm hard!

Trying agian: Do you want to take care of that for you? When can you get here?

I have to say the pictures that Trying agian shared with me were incredible! In the pictures was a strapping and solid young white guy wearing a light blue thong. The guy in the pictures had a full meaty ass with a lean full torso. He didn't appear cut, but he had a solid muscular build.

Trying agian was in Maryland about 25-30 minutes from me. He needed to be discreet and needed to host. He stressed the need to be very discreet several times. We worked out the details and I headed out to meet him.

I had some difficulty finding the non-descript apartment complex along a road I was not familiar with in Maryland, but shortly before the appointed time I was rolling into the parking lot in front of the apartments. I soon found the right garden-style apartment and knocked on the door.

Trying agian opened the door and let me into the apartment. He was standing behind the door. When the door closed, there he was wearing black fishnet stockings that came up past his knees and the same light blue mesh thong he had been wearing in his pictures. He seemed anxious and almost paced around the room. Taking the initiative, I asked where he wanted to play. He pointed to a couch along the side of the room. As I was striping down to my boxers, I asked him what he was looking for. He asked me to sit down on the couch and wasted no time in peeling my boxers off. He was mesmerized by my cock and balls. He looked at them, felt them and squeezed them at one point before putting his head down into my crotch and taking the end of my cock into his mouth. He twirled his tongue around the head of my cock holding it and watching it grow in front of his face. I finally reached down and pushed his head down on my dick and he started to give me a very respectable blowjob. He lost himself sucking my cock and licking my balls for a good 5 minutes. Then he stopped and sheepishly asked if I would rub my cock on his ass.

With my cock wet from his mouth, I moved Trying agian around, pull his thong to the side and started to rub my cock along his smooth ass crack. He responded immediately to the sensation of my cock along his crack and against his hole. He started to thrust his hips working his crack against the shaft of my cock. It felt great to me too. Trying agian had a fresh soap smell and his hard young muscled back was flexing as he worked his crack on my cock. The harder he rubbed himself into my cock the more apparent it was to me that what he really wanted was my cock in his ass.

"Want me to fuck you?", I asked. "Can I ride it?", Trying agian replied. "Sure.", I responded.

Trying agian stood up and pulled his thong off. His smooth tight meaty ass was right in from of my face as he bent over to get out of this thong. I had an urge to eat it, but focused on fucking him for now. He kneeled down between my legs and fumbled with a condom while he gently tried to wrap my cock. I moved his hands aside and finished the job. He handed me some lube and I applied some to me and worked some into his crack. Then I let Trying agian lower himself onto my cock. I could immediately tell that he was tight. I had a hand on each hip guiding him down and immediately sensed him pull away and heard him gasp out loud as he felt the girth of my cock opening up his pucker. I held him firmly by his hips and told him to be still for a minute and relax. He was breathing heavy and I could feel his ass clenching and unclenching around the head of my cock as he adjusted to me being inside him. I hit the shaft of my cock with some more lube and slowly pulled him down on my cock. I felt his pucker open and my cock slide the rest of the way in. He started to ride my cock and was almost immediately into it. He was tight and the pressure of his tight ass sliding up and down on my shaft was incredible. He found his grove and was soon riding my cock like a champ. I laid my head back on the couch, kneaded his ass with my hands and enjoyed the zone, Soon, quicker that I wanted, I felt the pressure building in my groin. I knew I was close to the point of no return.

"I am going to nut in your ass!", I exclaimed. "Yeah man. Do it.", he grunted.

With that I reached around and clasped my hand around the shaft of his cock and began to stroke him. In less than a half a dozen strokes, he blew his load into my hand and I rubbed his cum all over his cock and down over his balls as I blew my load onto his tight ass.

Trying agian jumped up and returned with a towel for me to clean up with. He looked me directly in the eye and exclaimed, "That Was Amazing..... Thanks Dude!".

Where Things Are...............

For all of you who seem so focused on cherryboi being here when I got home on Valentine's Day. He doesn't have a key of his own, but he does know where I keep the spare and he has used it. I am not sure what message that sends him. I haven't offered a key and he hasn't asked for one. I think I am OK with that and I am not seeing a big issue.

I admit not a little bite of confusion over where things are with cherryboi. I started my last Post a day or so after Valentine's Day. When I originally started that Post, my first thought was that I should change how I am referring to him in this Blog. cherryboi is a nervous shy young lad who had his cherry taken on my rug downstairs. I pondered for a few days how I should refer to him in this Blog and that led to some real soul-searching on my feelings toward him. I definitely have feelings for him, but they are all tied up in him being a young lad who enjoyed and still seems to enjoy being taken by me. That's when it occurred to me that to have a real relationship with him, I have to let him be what he wants to be and he has to get what he is looking for out of this relationship. I think I have a tendency to idealize potential relationship situations with an image of how I think they should be instead of how they are. cherryboi liked having his cherry taken on my rug. He certainly came back for more. In many ways, the reason he is coming back has a lot to do with the feelings that created for him. So, I am gonna be me and I am just gonna enjoy him.

Now, I am gonna let the dog in me out for you all to see. For about a month, I have been chatting with this guy who has claimed to be a Marine stationed at the Washington Marine Barracks. We have exchanged e-mails and he has found me through a pic on my profile on Manhunt, so he has hit me up on there from time to time too. Frankly, I have been skeptical about the Marine claim, but he has great pics with a "USMC" tat on his bicep and a bulldog on his shoulder blade. Long story short, we have been chatting and he has been chasing me quite literally to fuck him for a while. Last Saturday night shortly after 10PM, he IM's me and asks, "wanna fuck me tonite?" I said WTF and gave him my address and jumped into the shower to freshen up.

About 40 minutes later, the Marine is standing at my door. He had to be close to 6'4" tall. He was wearing bluejeans and a leather jacket. He had the trademark "high and tight" haircut. This fag is a Marine. I invited him in and gave him a place to throw his jacket. I offered a beer, which he took me up on immediately. When I got back with the beer, he was standing in the middle of the room ramrod straight wearing a tight white t-shirt. I was almost ready to pinch myself.

We bs'ed and drank the beer. He was a friendly southern boy with a Texas drawl. Seemed like a no nonsense kind of a guy. He made a point of telling me that he was glad we were finally meeting. He had been wanting to meet me for a while. While I was wondering why this adonis wanted me, I thought there was no way I was not fucking this guy while I had the chance. I got up and said, Follow me, Lets go upstairs."

By the time we got to my bedroom, I made up my mind to be totally in charge and cocky about it. I told him to get undressed in a firm voice and watched as he disrobed. Words cannot describe his body. It was stunning like the statue of David. His pictures in no way captured the perfection of his form. He had a tall lean swimmers build. He had no fat anywhere that I could see. He was literally 100% chiseled muscle. He was nearly hairless and had perfectly smooth white skin. The only imperfections I saw were his tats. When he turned to face me I could see he was sporting a very nice cock crowned with a small lite brown bush above it and a pair of large low hanging balls under it. He had a young very healthy ageless appearance. He claims to be 30.

I crawled up on my bed and spread my legs. I looked at the Marine and said, "I wonder what it feels like to get blown by a Marine?" Without a word in reply, he jumped onto the bed between my legs and took my cock into his mouth. He quickly showed me that he was an expert cocksucker. He licked and nibbled eagerly at the head of my cock. Then he began working the shaft of my cock into his throat. Moving intensely up and down the shaft swallowing more with each bob of his head. Almost instantly, I was in a zone and really enjoying the sensation of this eager mouth on my cock. When I added the visual of this perfectly shaped man who happened to be a Marine to the equation, it was shear perfection. A few minutes into a great BJ, the Marine asked if I was Ok with him doing some poppers.

I don't do poppers often, but I will admit they push me to a different level during sex. At times in my life, the rush from poppers has scared me. In addition to intensifying the stimulation I get from sex, poppers make me last forever. I took a big hit and laid back to be pleased. This Marine literally worshipped and sucked my cock for 45 minutes without missing the beat. I was over the top most of the time from the pleasure of his mouth devouring my cock. I moaned and gasped in between exclamations of pleasure and tirades of calling him a "filthy cumwhore" and taunting him to do it longer and better.

Finally, I felt my load building in my groin. I ordered him to get on all fours and while I wrapped and lubed, I fingered his tight hole. I wasn't gentle. With one hand on the small of his back bracing my weight and the other guiding the shaft of my cock, I forced my way into him. He screamed out a pained, "Shit!", but squirmed to adjust. I held back until I felt the flexing of his pucker subside. Then I just fucked him. A few minutes from behind, a minute or so in the scissor position and then finally drove it home while he held his knees back and exposed his ass to me. He was there meeting every thrust and begging for more. As I was building to shoot my load, he begged me to shoot it on him. I pulled out, tore the condom off and held the base of my cock and hosed him with my cum. I came in strings and shot all over him from his chin to his bush. There were 6 to 8 large squirts that had more force than I normally shoot with. I impressed myself!

We laid side my side for a few minutes as we both caught our breathe. Then he slowly started to stroke and I slide back down to eat his hole. He immediately blew his load and mixed it with mine all over him.

I never dreamt I would find a Marine bottom!

Cruised and Picked-up by a Married Guy

Sorry for the silence! I am here. My sex-life has been a little bite on the boring side recently between work, the holidays and my new roommate. The Cop has been on the graveyard shift, so other than a couple quick blow jobs in my kitchen before work I haven’t seen much of him. I have dicked the boy I cherry popped, who I will call “cherryboi”, several times over the last few weeks but I’ll save that information for another post.

Now about the The Married Guy - I guess I should be embarrassed, but I was cruised and picked-up by a married guy at a Holiday Party earlier this month – December. And, I am not embarrassed. I was invited to a friendly get-together by a co-worker. It was a eclectic group of people: co-worker and her husband’s friends, neighbors, principal from their son’s school and various odd invitees like myself. They have an incredible contemporary home in Upper NW DC near Rock Creek Park. Husband is a high-powered lawyer at a big DC law firm. It is on a nice tree-lined street. I arrived fashionably late and started to mingle.

Midway through the evening, I ended up chatting with The Married Guy off to the edge of the thinning crowd alone. I had noticed him earlier in the evening as I mingled. I couldn’t help but notice him. He was wearing a pair of tan chinos and a white oxford button-down shirt. He wore his clothes with confidence and filled them perfectly. He had a charisma that attracted attention. The fluidity of his movements also caught my attention and made me want to watch him. From the way his pants and shirt clung to him and cinched against him as he moved, it was easy to tell that he had a lean and muscled body. He had boyish good looks and a devilish smile.



We started out chatting in a group of people, but one-by-one people were leaving and drifting off to other groups. Then there was the two of us. We went through introductions and did the perfunctory resume detailing that everyone in DC seems to do. We chatted about this and that. He is engaging and funny on top of being a fucking hottie! I did the best I could to pretend I wasn’t giving him the look over, but I was to discover later in the evening that I didn’t do it well.

I lost track of how long we had chatted. He is an associate on the partner track at a big DC firm. He is a big soccer fan, former player and fan of european footnball. We chatted about the Premier League and US soccer. It was an easy-going conversation and I had forgotten how eagerly I had been trying to determine what his ass looked like under his chinos, when The Married Guy’s wife came over. She was a perky little cheerleader-type. She immediately grabbed his arm and after introductions and a few words, dragged him off across the room. I had a twinge of regret, he was a nice guy with a great body. I enjoyed our chat and the chance to get close enough for a good look. I continued to mingle and promptly forgot about him.

As the evening closed, I went upstairs to grab my coat and turned around to find that the The Married Guy had followed me upstairs and into the make-shift coat room. He came towards me and in a hushed voice said, “I hope I am not making a huge mistake, but I thought I noticed you checking me out.” I smiled and acknowledged that he was correct. “Yeah”, I said. He smiled and pushed his card into my hand. He said. “Give me a call” and hurriedly grabbed two coats and headed out of the room. I grabbed a ride with another couple to the Metro and while I waited for the train, I pulled out the card and noticed that it was The Married Guy's business card. It had his name, his firm's name, address and phone numbers. On the reverse side of the card, was his cell number. I was anxious to call and did.

The next Saturday, we had a "date" to watch some Premier League matches on TV at my place. The Married Guy showed up promptly at 10:00AM. The Premier League matches on the Fox Sports Channel turned out to be the perfect cover for some time out with the guys. We watched the matched. We bs'ed about various things to break the ice and munched on some snacks. The guy was every bite as engaging as he had been at the party. After a couple of beers, it was agreed that we would go upstairs. I lead him to my bedroom and watched as he removed his clothes. He wasn't wearing underwear. His body was tanned and flawless. His pecs were full, his nipples erect little brown buttons. His chest was virtually hairless. He had a smooth flat stomach with just the hint of a six-pack with a slight trail. His pubes were as sparse as the trail leading down to them. His balls were smooth and full. A 4 to 5" flaccid cock flopped between his legs as he hopped onto the bed.

Almost instantly I was undressed and messing around with him on the bed. He was very tactile and very responsive. He was an awesome cocksucker milking my cock with his throat and kneading my balls with his hands. This went on forever as we kissed, felt, stroked and groped each other. Then he blurted out, "I want you to fuck me now!" I wasted no time obliging him. We fumbled getting him lubed and my cock wrapped and I lifted his legs up beside his head and eagerly worked my cock into him. I went in slowly and he took my whole cock like a champ, but he was tight and I could feel him adjusting to my cock as I worked it in and heard his breathing change as I buried myself into him. He threw his head back and gasped, "Oh, please fuck me." So, I fucked the shit out of him and he moaned and bucked and cursed and loved every thrust. I exploded into him as I pushed my cock as deeply into him as I could. I could feel his lips on my neck and throat. It seemed to be over as quickly as it started, but it was intense and good! When I rolled off of him, I noticed his perfectly hard cock wet with pre-cum. I squeezed his balls firmly as he tugged his load out all over his chest. We reveled in the mood and then went at it again.

He came back the Saturday before Christmas for some more fun and games. It was just as hot! I'll keep you posted.

Late Saturday Night Sex

Ok. For all of you incurable romantics, K and I have had lunch a few times and spent some time together. It has been strictly friends. I haven’t fucked him. I am not saying I haven't thought about it, but that road is closed for now anyway. He is in therapy. There is no doubt. I think it is fantastic!!

I am announcing that I have a houseguest. My nephew is here in DC. He has an internship, which only works because his uncle can put him up for a few months. Yes, I said a few months. It has put a damper on my activities. While he knows I am gay, I prefer not to fuck everything that moves when he is in the house. Fortunately, he has a life but it has slowed down my escapades.

Saturday night late.... almost Sunday morning I got lucky. This really cute twink chatted me up on Manhunt. Right off he invited me to come over. I was horned big time and he was relatively close by, so off I went.

When I got to his place, he was only wearing a thin cotton pair of brown pajama pants. He was smooth, tanned and very cute. He definitely worked out. He was about 5' 9"/10" with a swimmers body and a round firm ass that I could see against his pajama pants as he moved around.



He was also totally fucked up. I pointed this out as he led me into his place from the door. He laughed and said yes. He had been out and had been drinking and partying a little. He punched/slapped my arm and said he had to have some cock before he crashed. I was eager to oblige.

As I dropped onto the couch, I watched him quickly yank off his pajama pants and he wiggled his way up on to my lap. We kissed. I could feel his hands on my arms and kneading my chest. He asked if he could pull my shirt off. I said sure and helped him yank my shirt up over my head. He jumped off my lap and tore at my sweats to get them off too. When I was as nude as him, he crawled back on my lap and very earnestly told me, "Daddy, you can have me any way you want me".

We kissed again and messed around for a few minutes. As my cock started to stiffen, he gently rubbed his ass against it as he straddled my lap. I could no longer resist. I told him to go get a condom out of my sweats. He looked at me briefly, smiled and obeyed. I told him to put it on my cock. He got down between my legs and tore the condom out of the wrapper. He seemed to almost fumble with my cock as he tried to roll it on me. I reached done and grabbed the shaft of my cock and held it tightly. He pressed the condom onto my cockhead and as he slowly rolled it down he bent over and licked the shaft of my cock down to my balls. He then buried his face in my balls and licked and squeezed them while he gently stroked my cock.

My cock was rock hard by this point. I grabbed him by his shoulder and pulled him up onto the couch with me and pushed him down over the arm of the couch. I pulled his ass cheeks apart and began to munch on his ass. He was sweaty, but extremely clean. His skin was baby soft and he immediately responded to my tongue against his pucker and moaned appreciatively as I forced the tip of my tongue into him. At this point, I was more focused on getting his ass wet than eating him. I wanted my cock in him as soon as possible.

I got up on my knees and positioned myself between his legs, as he remained draped over the arm of the couch. I pushed my cockhead against his hole. It was dripping wet with my spit, so the first inch or so went in easily. Working the rest in took a little while longer. He was tight, warm and felt so good that I had to concentrate on getting all of my cock into him without shooting my load too fast. Out of nowhere, he was moaning and grunting about how good my hard cock felt. That re-focused my attention and I forgot about shooting my load. I jammed the rest of my cock into him pubes deep.

I then just fucked him. I slammed my cock into him, fucking him deeply and hard and he continued to moan and grunt about how good it felt. I used him like a cunt, called him a bitch, arched my back and started to shoot my load deep into him. After pumping 3 or 4 heavy squirts of cum into him, I fell against back spent. I could feel him breathing heavily under me. Fuck it felt great!

I sat back down on the couch and told him to come over and clean me up. He eagerly obeyed. I heard from him again today. Too good to believe.

Not All Hook Up's Are Good

I logged on to Manhunt to relax and decompress this afternoon after work. I was on about 10 minutes when I got and IM from a very hot muscle bottom not that far from my office. We went back and forth and I figured that he was hot and on the way home, so WTF.

I got to his place and he was everything that his pictures showed. He described himself as a 29-year-old bottom - athletic, very fit 5'8 155lbs smooth/handsome and he was. His living room had a large set of free-weights against the wall and he had the body to prove that he used them. He was lean with massive shoulders and a thin waist. A little more muscled than I usually go for, but nobody would say no to this boy. He had 0% body fat and a defined 8-pac.

Almost immediately the vibe was off. He asked me as I came into his place if I was a top. I replied yes. He looked at me and said casually that, “you will be topping me”. With a stay here, he disappeared into another room. He returned with a towel, a condom and some lube. He handed the condom and lube to me, turned away from me and spread the towel on the floor in front of his door. Immediately, he pulled his boxers off and crouched down on the towel without a word.

His ass was attractive, not great because he has almost no body fat. I disrobed and started to play with his ass and finger his hole a little. He was hot, but I wasn’t even close to being hard. He was totally non-responsive. Sadly, I noticed that he had a hole as wide as the Grand Canyon. I would have munched on him for a while, but it was very apparent that a hell of a lot of cock had been there before me.

I continued to finger his ass and stroked myself till I was fairly hard and still absolutely nothing from him. Not a sound, a moan or anything. He crouched on his towel like a statue.

I applied some lube and rolled the condom onto my cock. As I pushed my cock into him, I realized that he was even looser than I had thought. He took my whole cock without so much as an indication that he felt it. I couldn’t even feel his ass on my cock. I didn’t feel any tightening around my shaft. I smacked his ass and told him to tighten up a little and again nothing.

I started out slow and started to build up a rhythm. I was still not feeling anything and wasn't getting anything from this boy. It was like fucking a wooden horse. Finally after about 5 minutes, I thought WTF am I doing. I pulled out and yanked the condom off and tossed it onto his back. As I pulled my cloths back on, he turned his head around and looked up at me. “What’s wrong, Dude?”, he asked. “It isn’t working for me”, I said. I feel bad for this boy. He is a hottie and I guess he has never really had to give anything to sex, but his ass is worn out. It was a bad hook up.

Hump Day

I have been trying to avoid it, but K was on the Metro car I got on this morning. It was immediately uncomfortable. The seat next to him was open and he was all smiles and made a big point of saying good morning to me. I have been trying to avoid this. Lately, I have been walking to the back end of the platform to make sure I was on a car that he wasn't. He must have figured that move out.

I sat with him and we chatted briefly on the ride downtown. I get off the Red Line before he does. He wanted to have lunch, but I flatly said NO! He looked so fucking irresistible, it took all the strength I had. I so fucking luv how good he looks. I wish he wasn't so fucked up. I made a snide comment that he would probably jerk off tonight thinking about the rejection and got off the train without looking back. What a fucking waste of a beautiful man.

The Cop spent the night here Monday. It kinda had the feel of a relationship ha ha. He arrived with a bottle of wine and a movie and we ended up in my bed making out and fucking and sleeping all night. Tuesday morning, I was making breakfast and he was trying to make small talk. I looked at him and told him I knew he was cop. He got a total look of terror on his face and gulped. I smiled and told him to relax. I wanted him to know that I know and to make him comfortable. I asked him the burning question that I have had recently...., "Are you married?". He says not. I think I believe him. I assured him that I wanted to fuck him not out him, so he should not worry. When he left I actually think he was relaxed about it. I will be nailing him again this weekend. What a fucking body. I am average, but this man is hard as a rock and a total submissive bottom. Woof!!!

The boy I cherry popped last week e-mailed today. He wants to be fucked again. Should I?

Popped a cherry raw!

So, I was bored and horny as I indicated in my last post. I was checking out Craigslist and came upon a simple post from a guy nearby:

inexperienced looking for older masculine top. 6'1", bl, bl. 178, 32"w, athl, 25yo, 7” and eager. ne dc here. must travel to you.

We exchanged exactly 3 e-mails. This boy was about 12 blocks from my place. The pic in his e-mail was adorable! He was looking to get fucked, he said. I was sure that it was bogus, but WTF I gave him my address and waited to see what would come of it. About 20 minutes later, there was a knock on my door. He was not bogus! He matched his pic and looked even better in his carpenter shorts and t-shirt.

I invited him in and right away noticed that he was incredibly nervous. He could barely look me in the eye and his body language amplified that he was very uncomfortable. I made some small talk to try to break the ice. Offered him a beer, which he jumped at and we sat down in front of my TV and bs’ed for a while. I mean like 30 minutes. I had tivo’ed a Manchester United game and we kinda half watched that and chatted. The boy was a little more relaxed, but not much.

I hated to say it, but I offered that if he wasn’t into hooking up that we should just take a pass. He immediately said no. He wanted to get fucked, but he was shy. He apologized profusely and hoped that wasn’t a turn off. Frankly, looking at him had me hot and the innocence he projected was intoxicating. I put my beer down, got up and moved over to the couch beside him. I gently stroked his cheek and as he looked at me I gently kissed him.

After the first kiss, he said “Wow!”. We kissed again and he kissed back passionately. I could feel an impressive budge in his shorts. I moved his hand to my crotch and he fumbled with my cock through my sweats as we made out on the couch. After a long time, we stopped kissing and I could tell he was focused on my crotch and rubbing my cock through the material covering it. I reached down and pulled my sweats off and gently pushed his face down to my cock. I took my cock by the shaft and stroked it a few times in front of his face and then push it to his mouth. I could feel his lips open around the head of my cock and he gently began to suck on the head. He seemed to hesitate. I gently prodded him to relax and just enjoy how it felt in his mouth. He licked and sucked on my cock and seemed to enjoy it.

After a few minutes of okay head, I had an urge to pushed the boy down and just take him. So, I did. He was on the floor with my hand on the back of his head pushing his face into the rug. I yanked his shorts down with my other hand and used my hand and legs to spread his legs apart. His ass was bare and smooth with very defined tan lines. He immediately tensed his body and squirmed a little but relaxed as I buried my mouth in his crack between the mounds of his young ass. As I pushed my tongue into his tight hole, he squirmed even less and began to relax more and moan. After a few minutes of gently licking and eating his hole, I could feel him begin to wiggle his ass and push it at me so that he could feel my tongue probe deeper into him. From how he responded, it was obvious that he’d never been eaten before. He loved it! He bucked and groaned and reached back to grab at my head. I loved it too, but after filling his hole with spit I wanted to fuck him.

I took him raw. I didn’t ask. As I pushed the head of my cock into his pucker, I immediately knew that this boy had never been fucked before either. There is a difference between tight and never opened up. The noise and cry he let out as I forced my cock into him verified my opinion. He screamed out as I penetrated him. He gasped out, squirmed and flexed his arms out above his head. I didn’t stop and I didn’t ease up on the pressure I was applying to hold him down on the rug. I could feel his hole opening up and adjusting to the thickness of my cock. He screamed out that it hurt. “Oh my God it hurts”, he gasped. I continued to thrust slowly. Something about the difficulty he was having adjusting to being fucked just made it all the hotter. I started to fuck him harder. Soon, I was buried in his ass and I could feel his ass moving to meet me. His gasps had changed in tone to moans of enjoyment. Then without warning he screamed that he was gonna cum. I felt his hole tighten around my cock as he lost it. He literally screamed with pleasure as he shot his load.

I kept pounding away at his ass. After a few more minutes, I felt the pressure build in my groin and I slowed down and leaned forward to tell him that I was gonna dump my load in his ass. I didn’t wait for a response and he didn’t try to respond or resist. I just shot it into him. There were five strong spurts followed by a few small ones. He groaned, “Oh my God it’s so warm”. I was finished. I fell down on him and laid against him for a while. I could feel him panting to recover under me. My cock softened and slipped out of him and I rolled over on my back beside him on the floor. He had a little smile on his face with a look of total satisfaction. This boy had gotten exactly what he wanted. This was painted across his face.

A few days later, I got an e-mail from the boy thanking me. I fought the urge to thank him. Damn, I enjoyed that!