Monday, December 21, 2009

A True Story

About a month ago I was going through one of my 'phases' - and I know you know what I'm talking about. When I'm horny beyond belief and can't pass another guy on the street without taking a quick glance at his crotch and imagine his dick, the size of it, the way it looks, his balls - all nestled inside their underwear underneath their jeans.

Nearly every thought is of big hard cocks and their cum squirting out in hot, thick ropes.

I don't know what it is and I can't even begin to break it down. When I'm horny like this, all I want is to get on my knees and be a slut. Work on a nice shaft, feel a guys hands on the back of my head, pushing me down, making me gag. It's all quite filthy.

And it's really all about the cum. I want it. I want to swallow it. I want to feel him tense up, moan and I want to feel it get really hard in my mouth, twitch and pulse and unload down my throat. I crave it.

This particular time, I knew I had to do something about it.

I needed to satisfy that craving.

Business brought me out of town so I checked out a couple of websites for the city I was going to be visiting. I'm fine with bathhouses but was looking for something more instant.

I decided to try a first. A bookstore.

I've read a lot of stories on the internet about bookstore encounters but had never frequented one myself.

I have to admit, I walked by the place a few times trying to build the confidence to actually go in. I tried to window shop further down the street, just to watch out of the corner of my eye and see what kind of people were going in. I argued with myself that if it were all seniors, I wouldn't bother - but a few younger guys went in, so I forced my feet to walk me up to the door and suddenly I was inside.

The place was a normal magazine store, selling all of your usual magazines but there was a section at the back with adult magazines. You had to buy tokens from the guy at the cash to get in (I'd read up on the place before going). I looked over the regular magazines for only a few moments and then found myself at the cash asking for tokens. I couldn't believe I was actually doing this. I had dreamt of this moment for years, but being in a happy relationship, that's all my desires were - fantasies. I'd never really thought I'd have the chance to be a secret slut.

But there I was, walking into the adult section, and once in the adult section, I immediately walked through a door to a dark room with booths. There had been some guys looking at magazines that I'd passed but I had come this far and was bent on reaching my destination.

There were lights on the booths, signaling whether the booth was occupied or not. I saw one that was occupied attached to one that wasn't. I peered into the empty one and saw that it had a gloryhole that opened into the occupied booth. Awesome.

I went into the room. I locked the door behind me and dropped my tokens in.

The nervousness I'd felt prior to entering the building was now gone. The hard part had passed and I was finally going to get what I'd been craving.

With the movie playing in the background I got to my knees in front of the gloryhole and ran my finger along the rim of it, enticing whoever was on the other side to slide their cock through.

Before too long, the smooth head of a cock appeared at the hole and it's owner slowly pushed the rest of it through. It wasn't huge, but it was perfect. Veiny, smooth. It smelled clean, but sweaty and I quickly gave it a lick and tasted its saltiness.



I wasted no time. I had come here to suck a cock and swallow a load so I immediately started working over that cock like the experect cocksucker that I am. I have to admit I was a little too goal oriented. I didn't pace myself, I just got lost in the moment enjoying the feeling of that smooth cockhead hitting the back of my throat.

While slurping all over that hard dick, I noticed I'd run out of tokens and took my mouth off only long enough to put some more tokens in the machine. While I plopped them in, I kept working that cock with my othe hand. As I turned back to continue my blowjob I was greeted with a cumshot that hit my neck and dribbled onto my shirt. I'd missed the load I wanted to swallow, but it was hot working him with my hand and squeezing every drop out. Some of it ran over my fingers and I licked it off. Delicious.

He pulled his cock away and I heard him leave his booth.

Almost immediately, someone else came in and almost immediately they stuck their dick through.

I couldn't believe that I was actually going to suck 2 cocks in 1 day.

This one was bigger, harder - but still not as huge as I'd hoped for. I didn't care. I knew I wasn't going to take my mouth off this sucker for even a moment.

In hindsight, I had hoped for bigger gloryholes as these really only allowed enough room for penis, no balls, to fit through. Regardless, I set to work and wrapped my lips around that piece of meat.

It didn't take this guy long before he started thrusting his hips up against the wall, feeding me the length of his shaft. I could her his grunts through the wall and could tell I was about to get what I'd come for. Then it happened. I felt his dick spasm and he thrust up against the wall, pushing his cock all the way into me. I could feel him shooting in my mouth and his warm jizz sprayed my tongue and shot right down my throat.


Regardless, I left that bookstore with a big smile on my face.

And a few drops of some random guys spunk on my shirt.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Other Blogs

I like reading other blogs about guys who are out getting theirs but it seems nearly every blog I come across is about barebacking. While I'm fine with that, it's not all I want to read. Are there any blogs out there about guys who fuck around with condoms?

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Started Something


I'm frustrated that there's no community out there. Guys cheat. I believe Gay guys cheat cuz there's double the chance. There's no woman and let's be honest, women attach emotions to sex and men don't. For us, sex can be just that - fucking.

Everywhere you search on the internet, it's people who frown on cheating and assume guys are doing it because something's wrong with the relationship. While I agree that it can sometimes be that way, I don't believe that's always or even usually the case.

It's natural. Animal. Men are meant to sow their seeds, its what our dicks tell us to do - in as many opportunities/holes as possible. The trouble comes when people don't acknowledge their wants and needs, compromise in their heads.


And as long as you're being safe about it, and not engaging with another person emotionally (which is what I believe true cheating it) then I don't see the harm. (Also discretion. As long as nobody knows about it. Just you and the guy sucking your cock. Not your best girlfriend, nobody. Out of respect for your partner.)

I also don't see the point in talking about it, in having an open-relationship. Making it formualic is not the point, in fact it bypasses part of the reason cheating is attractive. It's something private and in a relationship there's very little place for you to have something to keep to yourself.

I'm sure much of this is hypocritical, but it makes sense to me.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Gloryhole


Sometimes I try to figure out a way that I can suck on a big fat cock and still keep it anonymous. I mean, there's always online - but it's tough when you can't share a face pic. And I worry about bumping into someone who knows me at the bookstore or baths. How do other guys do it?

I've been thinking of setting up a temporary gloryhole for one night. Just off the back porch. Put up some ads and taste some different flavours of cock. With no strings attached and absolute anonimity, it's the perfect solution for the moment. I don't live with my BF and the thought of working over a nice hard shaft has my briefs wet with pre-cum.

I haven't done it yet. But it's an idea.

How It Is

Yeah, I have a boyfriend - and we're madly in love. Really, truly.

Don't try to psycho-analyze things and think we're not, or that somethings wrong - cuz nothing's wrong. It's very normal for the sex to diminish in frequency as a relationship progresses, and when we do have sex, it's awesome.

But when I get horny, I think of all those hard cocks out there and all the wonderful pleasure I want to give them, all the intense sensations they can give me.

A part of me wants to fulfill those slutty inhibitions. And when I think of doing it discretely, safely - for purely sexual thrills - my dick stands at full attention.

You can think that I'm wrong, because I probably am, but I also think I'm normal - though I may be the only one to admit it. Sex is sex, and I get turned on by the idea of secretly being a bit of whore.

I have one life to live - is there anything wrong with having a few dirty secrets that I share only with myself - and maybe you?

Balance


A good half of the time, I could care less about sex.

A good half of the time, it doesn't even cross my mind.

But that other half. God, it's filthy.

I fantasize about cocks of all shapes and size, cut, uncut, curved. Thick, mushroom heads, veiny. I picture myself sucking them, getting down on my knees and worshipping them. I don't care who they're attached to. I just want that hot piece of throbbing meat in my mouth. I need it there. I ache for it.

I want to feel hands on the back of my head, pushing me down, hips thrusting up, thrusting cock in my mouth, making me gag. I want to be a tool for pleasure.

Thinking about it now, writing about it. I'm rock hard.

Still, it goes further.

I want to get turned around, bent over. I want to feel the head of that dick I just slobbered all over rub against my ass.


I watch bareback porn, but I don't fantasize about doing it. I find the idea of it hot, the jizz oozing out of the cock into my ass and the raw skin against skin - but there are too many diseases out there, so I always fantasize as realistically as possible (that's ironic, no?)- of how it could all go down...I imagine myself getting pounded as some anonymous top plows away at my ass, precum leaking out of my cock.

And further.

All of this is leading up to the ultimate reward. Cum. The release. In my mouth, on my tongue, down my throat. His groans of pleasure, the twitching of his balls and pulsing of his shaft.


Sometimes, when I'm really dirty - it goes one step further and I stay on my knees and keep my lips wrapped around his dick while he unleashes his piss in my mouth and I swallow it all.



I have so many dirty fantasies and when I'm horny, at least half of all the time, I get lost in thought about big cocks and tight ass and hot, tasty jizz.

It's all so fucking hot.













Sometimes, when I'm really dirty - it goes one step further and I stay on my knees and keep my lips wrapped around his dick while he unleashes his piss in my mouth and I swallow it all.



It's all so fucking hot.