Viagara Poppin' Daddies

Whenever I'm down in Palm Springs, I try to plan my trip around a day pass visit ($5-10!!!) to the Helios Resort, a clothing-optional gay hotel...nice Spanish architecture arranged around a pool and with lots of outdoor play space.  And specifically, a day pass for a Tuesday, as that's the day when there's an open sex party featuring lots of daddy cock; and I make it my job to make sure that these men have a great time.  When I get there, I make a beeline for the slings, and I have never...never (and that's sayin' something) been disappointed.  Last week, I got my ass filled by a series of dads, most of whom were fueled by the power of the little blue pill, and they were all great...lots of piston drilling, strokin', dick punchin'...a good time was had by all.  The great thing about these Viagra parties is that the silver daddies are out to get their money's worth before the effect wears out, so they keep comin' back for more...there are repeats and team taggin'...there are times when it's the bottom who calls for a break.  And need I say (from experience) that mature men can be the best sex, and so much the better if they rely on pharmaceutical help.  So, if you are into daddies, and into poz dick and/or ass, I can recommend Helios-on-Tuesdays.  And Wednesday wasn't bad either...repeats, team taggin', etc.  One thing I should add: don't expect to be loaded up with cum; the actual loads are rare, but when they do shoot, they are intense.  And oh yeah, another thing, bareback video superstar Matt Sizemore doesn't work there anymore.  He would have been too professional to play with the guests, but he was sure nice to see when one checked in.  Palm Springs...Helios...Tuesdays...more.

Matt Sizemore's New Gig

Anyone who's part of the Palm Springs gay scene knows that the enduring bareback pornstar Matt Sizemore hosts some pretty incredible parties at the Helios resort.  These themed events relate to the holiday calendar and the seasons, and always feature a hot bareback performer...guys like Champ Robinson, Brad McGuire, Patrick O'Connor, lately Adam Russo...setting the mood for anything-goes sex parties where all attendees can take part, and though, not necessarily bareback, there's plenty of bareback action to go around.  I've blogged about these parties, and my admiration for Matt is well-known, and when Treasure Island Media asked me to review 'Return to Meat Rack' I jumped at the opportunity, delighted when Matt got fucked in the pines, his first time on video as far as I know.  He had already racked up a reputation as a top during his tenure at Hot Desert Knights in videos such as 'Cum Canyon.' 

So there I was, sitting in the sun at Helios last Tuesday, taking a breather from the weekly informal daddysex party enjoyed by locals and visitors alike, when who should hustle past but the great Matt himself, dressed and acting very businesslike, like a guy who runs things.  And that's because he does!  Matt Sizemore is now managing the Helios Resort just off Indian Canyon Drive in the north end of Palm Springs.  We had the opportunity to chat a bit and he's every bit as charming as he appears in his videos, with his good-natured manliness. 

I have been meeting men at Helios for sexual encounters for a while now, especially after Camp Palm Springs went downhill (and eventually closed and converted to a straight hotel called the Skylark), because of the generous day pass...only $10 but you have to clear out at 5pm...and the great layout...a playroom (with too much light), mattresses, slings both indoors and outdoors, not to mention the hot tub and the pool.  Helios is not in the gay-oriented Warm Sands District but the Spanish hacienda architecture, the lush landscaping and agreeable size...about 12 rooms...is the Palm Springs hotel I heartily recommend...and oh yeah, you might get to meet Matt Sizemore making his rounds.

Sex in the Desert Part Two

Using the ATM anywhere at 1 a.m. is creepy...anywhere. Once I had to use the Wells Fargo ATM in downtown Beverly Hills, probably the safest place in the world, at 1 a.m. and as I approached the bank I saw a shadowy figure standing nearby. Damn! It's some homeless dude (not unknown in Beverly Hills) who's gonna try to shake me down for some money, but no...it was just an arty freestanding bronze sculpture, courtesy of the Beverly Hills beautification committee. But after a got some cash from the ATM in the deserted Palm Springs shopping mall, I made for the Camp Palm Springs where I thought the night pass would see me through the morning. As I approached, a gang of guys was just leaving, all together...highly unusual. Then I remembered that it was the grand pissy Wet & Hot weekend and the Camp was one of the host hotels; there were no night passes for tonight, I was told.
Well, Helios is just a block away and I did succeed in getting a night pass, and I checked out the playroom where there was one guy, a sort of nerdy bottom butt up on the mattress. He looked up hopefully; he thought I was going to fuck him.
'Sorry,' I said as I got down on all fours and arched my back, 'just another bottom.'
'That's OK. There are at least 3 tops out there,' he said.
'How do you know?' I hadn't seen anybody lookin' to fuck, just some guys in the hot tub.
'They just got back from a piss party at Camp Palm Springs and they're lookin' to fuck.' That gang of guys all leaving together, they were a group from somewhere. Nerdy bottom knew all of this.
Just then, a white daddy with a big gut walked in, got down on his knees and started to fuck my ass.
This was a good fuck, average-sized dick, some toilet talk, and some old school bump and grind fuckin' where I could feel his dick hittin' my buttwalls and I did my best to squeeze them tight. We kinda became one white on white wall of flesh and I liked watchin' myself gettin' plowed in the wall of mirrors that surrounds the fuck mattresses. Then another top came in and got down behind nerdy bottom.
'Wanna swap? asked the daddy fuckin' my ass. Now this is exactly what I wanted to hear, bottom-swappin' is one of my favorites.
'Kiss me,' I said to nerdy as the tops switched on us, but he just looked surprised, puzzled...not a real pig, as far as I'm concerned, he's thinkin' too much.
White gut daddy worked on nerdy a little bit, but the other top justt couldn't get into it...he hadn't even fucked nerdy for more than a minute, and after a brief bit of shadowfucking me, he just got up and left.
White gut daddy switched back to me and slammed my butt until he got tired...he gve up some more trash talk, and lots of white flesh shakin' all over, like just another typical everyday nasty white pigfucker. This all made me feel great.
White gut dad left...I didn't look up to see him go, but then nerdy left, too. There was nobody else around.
I gave it another 20 minutes and then went off to one of those nice outdoor mattresses Helios has, and tried to get a little sleep until something more interesting came along.
What came along was the night clerk, who at 3 a.m. prodded me and told me I had to leave, they were closing it up.
I walked down the road to my car, crawled into the back seat and slept the best I could until daybreak, then went home, dialed the security code correctly this time, and got to bed around 6.
All said, a nice night of fun sex, if a bit disjointed.

Palm Springs Bareback Party at Helios Resort

I'm back in San Francisco and about to resume my workout regime after weeks of traveling and half-assed weight training sessions whenever I could squeeze them in...and I'm sore...not for working out, but rather for spending hours on all fours trying to entice every swinging dick to impregnate my hot poz asshole...this past weekend in the desert. I didn't have much luck at the Camp this time...I squeezed in a visit during the afternoon on a Friday and while there were some guys there, nobody seemed interested in fucking, just oral action...but the time spent in the sling wasn't a complete waste. The Camp was showing Treasure Island Media's new video BONE DEEP, so I guess it's finally out to the masses. Read my reviews elsewhere on this blog.
The real time sex happened on Saturday night at the Helios, a resort new to me, although I had heard of it...it's a Spanish hacienda with rooms arranged along corridors surrounding the pool in the center, a traditional Old Californian Mexican layout (except for the pool, of course)...every room opens out into the pool. I got there around 10 on a pleasantly warm evening...Palm Springs nights in April are no longer cool and the days are not yet unbearably hot. There was a little action in the cabanas at one end of the pool but I saw some fucking in a sling at the far end of the property and that's where I went. A hot Mexican guy was taking it up the ass from a somewhat diffident top, but the Mexican bottom's feet were perfection, as were his pecs and his hair and his solid arms. It was over shortly after I got there, and off they went, so I climbed into the sling thinking that this was the hot center of the sex paradise, eventhough it was tucked off to a corner, as I said. Within five minutes, two guys walked up...a middle-aged bald flabby white guy and a tall black guy with hair askew, wiry and unkempt. It became obvious rather quickly that the white guy was pimping out the black top, judging by his dirty talk egging on the black dude and addressing me as if I were a sex slave...'do ya think ya can take this big black cock, boy?' that kind of shit...but the black guy shoved his generous dick up my lubed ass and gave me some rough vigorous thrusts...but...sadly, it was over in about 30 seconds. I was appreciative, made the required groans, etc., but off they went just the same...and I didn't see them the rest of the night. And then...nothing happened. I lay in that sling for about 20 minutes and contemplated the starry sky which was gorgeous. My friend Kevin from SoCal showed up and we talked a little bit, catching up since I hadn't seen him in over a year, although we communicated by e-mail once in a while. I asked if he had any Viagra, and he said yes and went off to his room and provided one, good friend that he is. I gotta find that Latino guy. He's my type and I can fuck him, with the Viagra...I think...I hope.
I realized of course that it wasn't going to happen in that sling, so I embarked on a more thorough investigation of Helios and found there was a whole other section in the main building that I had skipped earlier. One room with a sling and mirrors was the first, which led into a second room with a TV, two slings, one on either side of a bench, and some chairs...and finally the third room to the rear with one large mattress (actually two, placed together) surrounded by mirrors...and the Latin guy, on his back stroking his dick. He had a dumb, expressionless look on his face, which may or may not have been drug induced (some guys there said yes, but he looked OK to me otherwise), with his legs spread wide open. No takers...yet. One thing about bareback sex: we are not into attitudes like cha cha queens and the circuit party crowd. If a bottom can't get fucked, it's because the tops can't get it up and know it, and are reduced to standing around stroking, hoping, regretting.
I took my place next to the Latin guy, but faced the outside edge of the mattress, signifying my readiness for oral action. The first guy who stepped up was a white guy with a rosy pink dick, which I sucked for a while while he got hard, not rock hard but good enough...I turned around, offered my ass which he stuffed with his cock and gave me an adequate fuck...but he didn't cum. Then came my third fuck of the evening...which was a routine session, nice enough, better than staying home...and oh, that Viagra was showing no signs of working.
As it was getting 'round midnight, I considered heading over to the Tool Shed to see what I could dig up, and maybe return...since the rather expensive contribution was $35 at the door...but...was good for in-and-out, which was very Christian of the BBRT guys, organizers of these parties, check out their website. But as any bottom will tell you, it pays to be patient. After midnight, it picked up...some guy came out of nowhere and rough fucked my ass...his equipment was adequate, not massive, therefore ideal...he plowed by butt for about 10 minutes but didn't cum...on the heels of that, another top materialized...this was a bigger cock, and rock hard, probing deep, but goddammit, that lasted for only 3 minutes or so, his dick popped out, no cum and I never got a look at him or the other top despite all the mirrors...my face was deep into the mattress. While all of this is going on, the Latin Guy never relinquishes his place, he's still on his back, legs parted, stroking his dick...he's very hot and knows it...he's got tattoos and a complicated cock ring combined with a ball stretcher.
This is where I get up and troll the grounds to see what I've been missing...this takes about 5 minutes and when I return, the Latin guy is getting pounded by a tall, heavyset Hispanic type who's obviously enjoying himself, while Latin Guy is as expressionless as ever. When the big Hispanic type shoots his load, loudly and violently up Latin Guy's ass, the bottom registers absolutely no emotion...although after it's all done, he says quite clearly, 'thank you' to the top. They say he's on meth, but I can't believe it...I thought that drug hyped you up, but I don't really know or care. One of the hot things about the party scene and group sex is that you can get a front row seat even if you're not part of the action: there is an obvious top, a white middle-aged alternative lifestyle sort of guy with his hair pulled in a topknot, tattoos and piercings and the longest goatee I've ever seen...he produces a twenty-something little Latin bottom and proceeds to fuck him with his massive curved schlong, this was right out of porn. He starts off slowly and then ultimately slams it right into his bottom, getting get traction on his toes and palms of his hands. And here I was, only one foot away. This was exciting, and thinking about this would get me hard off and on for the rest of the weekend, as evidenced during the long drive home the following Sunday. As for the Viagra, maybe I should give it a second chance...while it never did get me rock hard, I got semi-hard off and on for the following 18 hours or so...maybe that's how it works for me.
I like the set-up at the Helios and will come back for sure, especially since the staff evidently gets into the action. The guy who took my $35, a very nice guy, was on the mattress getting fucked a couple of times...I was on one side of him and the Latin Guy was on the other...room enough for three, you can't go wrong.