Saturday, December 13, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Squeezing Out the Cum
Thirty minutes after I concluded the previous posting, I had the urge to crap, but I knew it was all that cum the black lawyer had injected into my ass. I was not disappointed. My bowels discharged a copious amount into the shot glass, which I added to the jar of cum I keep in my icebox. But then...more...after about 15 minutes, a second load, this time smaller but still enough to fill the shot glass halfway full. I still felt something up there...either that or my ass was sore which seemed unlikely...I didn't feel sore, just different. But then a third load of cum, smaller but still more than I shoot when I do shoot. This was a huge load or else three loads, judging from the cum discharged! I never felt it go in, which leads me to doubt those queens who swear they can feel cum being shot up their asses. Having taken all that cum, and being able to save all of it (an uncharged load, according to the top's profile he's negative...no reason to doubt that, he seemed pretty upfront about everything, he also said he was a multiple cummer, which I can now vouch for), makes me a happy man today.
Saturday Morning Interracial
I'm sitting here writing this with a hot cumload up my butt. I have not mastered the art of squeezing it out...it has to stay in there and work itself out...but I can feel it there, so I'm sitting here at the computer waiting for it to want out, so I can collect it and get on with my morning chores...it's a beautful day in SF, uncommonly warm for so early in the day and I want to get out, hop the streetcar, get a coffee and a paper at the Cafe Flore and enjoy life. The load's still up there, and in a minute I'll try to squeeze it out...maybe I'll learn how to do it right. When it comes out, I'll be squatting over a shot glass into which it'll go, and then into the freezer to lube a future fuck.
This morning's load comes courtesy of a black lawyer taking a break from his busy professional life. Lawyers work long hours sometimes, and since it's early Saturday morning and he's working towards a Tuesday deadline, maybe he'll come back for seconds later this weekend. I'm starting to host now, since it's a lot easier than hopping the bus for an assignation...nothing cools the sex drive faster than a bus full of ugly, unhappy people, and there are always some, unwittingly ruining my day. Clogged traffic on your way to a date is bad enough, a bus ride can be really ugly. So the nice looking black lawyer and I hooked up on Barebackrt...the best website for barebackers...and being a lawyer, there was no bullshit about him, he showed up, and we got down to it...he fucked me on all fours with his scimitar shaped dick, a nice nine incher which seemed to dwarf my seven inches which got only semi-hard.
I feel that load in there wanting to come out.
The black lawyer top came almost immediately. He pulled out, and some cum dropped onto the carpet. I scooped it up and put it back on his cock. Then he put me where he wanted me on the bed and then gave me a good fuck...as good as the bottoms got that he posted on the profile. He was an efficient fucker, and came a second time after a few minutes. I was totally sober, and took only two snorts of Amsterdam.
I feel it wanting to come out. Gotta go.
This morning's load comes courtesy of a black lawyer taking a break from his busy professional life. Lawyers work long hours sometimes, and since it's early Saturday morning and he's working towards a Tuesday deadline, maybe he'll come back for seconds later this weekend. I'm starting to host now, since it's a lot easier than hopping the bus for an assignation...nothing cools the sex drive faster than a bus full of ugly, unhappy people, and there are always some, unwittingly ruining my day. Clogged traffic on your way to a date is bad enough, a bus ride can be really ugly. So the nice looking black lawyer and I hooked up on Barebackrt...the best website for barebackers...and being a lawyer, there was no bullshit about him, he showed up, and we got down to it...he fucked me on all fours with his scimitar shaped dick, a nice nine incher which seemed to dwarf my seven inches which got only semi-hard.
I feel that load in there wanting to come out.
The black lawyer top came almost immediately. He pulled out, and some cum dropped onto the carpet. I scooped it up and put it back on his cock. Then he put me where he wanted me on the bed and then gave me a good fuck...as good as the bottoms got that he posted on the profile. He was an efficient fucker, and came a second time after a few minutes. I was totally sober, and took only two snorts of Amsterdam.
I feel it wanting to come out. Gotta go.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
TIM's Fearless
Guys, this is a great video...buy it, or at least rent it. One of the best 3-ways ever with an unusually memorable cumshot is the one with Aaron Shadow, Jerry Stearns and everybody's favorite all-american gay frat boy, Alan Gregory. I don't know about Jerry's status but he's fucked a lot poz azz on video, as has Austin, and Alan's upfront about his status on his barebackrt profile, so seeing what I hope is genuine all-american poz cum getting plowed up some primo yankee pozazz will take care of me for a long while. Yowza!
Double Gangbang at the Folsom Treasure Island Sex Party
I wasn't feeling all that hot, recovering from a cold and with my libido running on empty, but I was determined not to miss Treasure Island Media's (TIM) Folsom party on Sunday night. After all, Dawson was expected. And Brad McGuire. And Dan Fisk. And others were expected, as well. More about those guys later. So I decided to skip the Folsom Street Fair and spent the day resting up, which killed me because it was a beautiful day here in San Francisco. So I spent the day engrossed in a James Ellroy crime novel and all the while, working overtime on pumping up. I took my Arize according to instructions, cleaned out and was ready to go by 7 p.m. The party was at the Power Exchange, unlike the country western bar venue of last year where everybody had to keep his clothes on. My libido wasn't working for me...no, I wasn't all that horny but this was a party not to be missed. I took the bus...so un-sexy...but I got there and the nice guys at the rope told me the party wasn't on the 3rd floor as advertised (a hot play space) but in the basement (not my favorite). And there would be a clothes check, so we wouldn't be fucking with our clothes on, like last year....
Well, this party was great...a diverse mix of guys, lots of out of town traffic and hardly any familiar faces...I saw R. who kept himself covered up, per usual, but he was wearing a leather vest this time, more appropriate...still more the voyeur than a participant, but agreeable enough. I pretended not to notice him, and I think he might have been doing the same thing. There was also WW., that hot black daddy who's fucked me a couple times before, but who, tonight, couldn't get it up for me, but not for lack of trying. In his defense: he had just got through fucking the shit out of this leatherman, and might have been trending down. Anyway, I know he's one hot fuck and had passed up Tom Fister's fisting party to come here, just like me. No Dawson, no Brad, etc....but I did recognize Nicholas from BarebackthatHole and Leo Sargent of HDK, but no matter...I did my own porn that night...a double gangbang. Read on.
My favorite room in the basement of the Power Exchange is the dark hole near the entrance...I like to get on all fours facing the wall and watch the shadows of prospective fuckers on the wall as they approach. Some move on, but all you need is one...and I got more than that. Gawd, I love these no attitude, free for all parties. I had a dick up my ass within minutes, initiating a steady roll of action that lasted another 30 minutes. One right after the other, maybe seven dicks, I lost count, I was so into it...small dicks to better than average, and every one knew what to do with what God had given him...it was dark, hot, sweaty, loud and non-stop. But the best part, the double part, was that another bottom had positioned himself opposite me, so that we faced each other...he took a dick and was engaged as an active bottom, expressive...his face approached my own and we engaged in some hot tongue action while each of our asses was getting plowed, oooh, dogie! The best part is that the tops kept on coming one right after the other, each of us getting some while the other was getting some...really hot...my bottom buddy had a hot loose tongue going deep, the scent of brandy or maybe bourbon. I prefer bourbon, more appropriate for the setting. No Dawson, no Brad, no Dan, who cares? It lasted for only 30 minutes or so, and that was it for me. I got up to stretch my legs, trolled around in the basement play space, getting in some voyeurism, chatting up a cute little bottom in a harness and glasses (!), drank a Pepsi, and returned to find my space had been taken over by another bottom with a buzz cut and a harness. And man he was getting fucked when and where I should have been getting fucked. But yeah, all right, I got mine...and he should get his.
It turns out Dawson and the other guys hit the Thursday Cockpit Party at the same venue (and were on their way home to Boston, New York or Chicago by Sunday night), but since I was out of town, I missed that party...knowing there would be a TIM party the following Sunday softened the blow. You can't miss if you try just a little. All in all, a great party, and my first gang bang since the Palm Springs parties of 7 or 8 years ago. As usual, I couldn't tell if anybody came in my butt. When I got home, I did my usual squat over the shot glass and pushed out what I could: 2 loads, I think...at least I could detect 2 different types of cum, they looked different, so I guess 2 loads which I collected in my cumjar and put into the icebox for future lubing.
You never miss at the Cockpit, especially when TIM is involved. Thanks, guys. See you all next year, if not before...we keep trying.
Well, this party was great...a diverse mix of guys, lots of out of town traffic and hardly any familiar faces...I saw R. who kept himself covered up, per usual, but he was wearing a leather vest this time, more appropriate...still more the voyeur than a participant, but agreeable enough. I pretended not to notice him, and I think he might have been doing the same thing. There was also WW., that hot black daddy who's fucked me a couple times before, but who, tonight, couldn't get it up for me, but not for lack of trying. In his defense: he had just got through fucking the shit out of this leatherman, and might have been trending down. Anyway, I know he's one hot fuck and had passed up Tom Fister's fisting party to come here, just like me. No Dawson, no Brad, etc....but I did recognize Nicholas from BarebackthatHole and Leo Sargent of HDK, but no matter...I did my own porn that night...a double gangbang. Read on.
My favorite room in the basement of the Power Exchange is the dark hole near the entrance...I like to get on all fours facing the wall and watch the shadows of prospective fuckers on the wall as they approach. Some move on, but all you need is one...and I got more than that. Gawd, I love these no attitude, free for all parties. I had a dick up my ass within minutes, initiating a steady roll of action that lasted another 30 minutes. One right after the other, maybe seven dicks, I lost count, I was so into it...small dicks to better than average, and every one knew what to do with what God had given him...it was dark, hot, sweaty, loud and non-stop. But the best part, the double part, was that another bottom had positioned himself opposite me, so that we faced each other...he took a dick and was engaged as an active bottom, expressive...his face approached my own and we engaged in some hot tongue action while each of our asses was getting plowed, oooh, dogie! The best part is that the tops kept on coming one right after the other, each of us getting some while the other was getting some...really hot...my bottom buddy had a hot loose tongue going deep, the scent of brandy or maybe bourbon. I prefer bourbon, more appropriate for the setting. No Dawson, no Brad, no Dan, who cares? It lasted for only 30 minutes or so, and that was it for me. I got up to stretch my legs, trolled around in the basement play space, getting in some voyeurism, chatting up a cute little bottom in a harness and glasses (!), drank a Pepsi, and returned to find my space had been taken over by another bottom with a buzz cut and a harness. And man he was getting fucked when and where I should have been getting fucked. But yeah, all right, I got mine...and he should get his.
It turns out Dawson and the other guys hit the Thursday Cockpit Party at the same venue (and were on their way home to Boston, New York or Chicago by Sunday night), but since I was out of town, I missed that party...knowing there would be a TIM party the following Sunday softened the blow. You can't miss if you try just a little. All in all, a great party, and my first gang bang since the Palm Springs parties of 7 or 8 years ago. As usual, I couldn't tell if anybody came in my butt. When I got home, I did my usual squat over the shot glass and pushed out what I could: 2 loads, I think...at least I could detect 2 different types of cum, they looked different, so I guess 2 loads which I collected in my cumjar and put into the icebox for future lubing.
You never miss at the Cockpit, especially when TIM is involved. Thanks, guys. See you all next year, if not before...we keep trying.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Dore Sling Fist & Fuck at Master Tom's
I've got 3 loads of cum in my ass as I write this, around midnight on a Thursday/Friday, but I'm not going to write about that right now...I have to let experiences marinate in the juices of my mind before I write, so what happened tonight, really more of a porn review, will have to wait. Tonight I'm going to write about the fisting party at Tom Fister's in conjunction with Dore Alley, now known as Up Your Alley. First of all, for those who don't know, TomFister hosts fisting parties in his home, a Victorian in the Castro. Tom is a gracious host and his parties are always great with nice guys, who come from all over the world, and the parties take place in a very respectable house in a very respectable neighborhood, but inside that house it's pure raunch. There's always a porn star or two, always great for local color...and lots of barebacking. Now I'm a fisting top and a good one...I'm just short of 5-8 and with small hands, and there are always unattached fisting bottoms looking to get probed and usually punched, and it's usually easy to hook up. There are a lot of trading glances but not much posing and the bullshit one encounters elsewhere. I fisted three guys that night and my favorite was the last, a chunky guy with a round butt, and nice pleasant friendly face. Although he said he was experienced, it must have been a while since he was last fisted...his hole was a bit tight and I didn't get in much deeper than my wrist. No matter. Fisting is not about how deep a top can get in or how much a bottom can take. It's a mutual scene respectful of limitations. I moved my fist around in his tight ass to good measure, and he seemed to enjoy it. His hole was experienced; it certainly looked like a well-used pussy, no matter how tight it was. I had asked him if he wanted me to wear gloves, and he said it was up to me, that he was poz...the right answers. But here it was, I had given him a good workout, and he had that big beautiful pussyass, and I couldn't resist: I wanted to fuck that ass. In a flash, my swollen dick (I had pumped a bit before I hit the party) was in his poz butt, and I gave him a vigorous fuck, which surprised me since I had had a few drinks and had not taken any viagra. He was wearing a harness which I grabbed as I rabbit fucked his hot ass, making a lot of noise and getting a grin out of him, and a couple of groans as well. Can I claim to be a versatile bottom again? We'll see. I'm going into bottom mode again this weekend for The Gathering at a motel on Market St. I know some of the tops who are going to be there, and I mean to accommodate them, but if there's a hot little bottom there with nice, fat, wide feet...well, we'll see.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Cockpit Sex at the Dungeon
When I found out that the Cockpit Party (to coincide with Dore Alley this weekend) was to take place in the Dungeon of the Power Exchange, there was no way that I was going to miss it. Although my libido might have been at low ebb, I shot three syringes of cum into my ass and went earlier than usual, since previous parties seemed to peak at around 9 p.m. The Dungeon is a rather large space, maybe 3,000 s.f., with a large play area that includes slings, fuck benches and some partitioned areas with dividers low enough for voyeurs to observe the action from a distance. There's a video lounge that also functioned as a play area with people fucking on the sofas and chairs and an section that can be described as a gloryhole galley, a corridor with a series of connecting cubicles. Near the entrance to the Dungeon there are two separate rooms, one with a four poster bed and the second with a large platform, both convered with wipeable vinyl play sheets. Since I prefer to be on my back or all fours, I staked out these rooms, and the four poster turned out to be better for me. I first thing I did was turn off the lights.
On my belly facing the entrance to the room, my preferences were made clear. These men were ready for action and I got responses almost immediately. I sucked a smallish dick, got him hard, turned around and felt his cock slip up my ass. It certainly didn't feel small and he gave me a good fuck when I placed my feet on the bed board and directed my ass downwards a bit to give him better access. A nice fuck, like hand in glove, but no load. Then a long skinny dick went straight into my mouth and after some time he was only semi-hard so I abandoned this one and went for another dick, there were many to choose from, all sticking in my face. Mistake! A Latino bottom, wearing a black tee with a 7 printed on it (his dick was among those in my face) turned around and took long skinny up his ass and got a good fucking, but no load. A new top turned me around, and fucked me so-so, no load. Another...then a few more, maybe twelve dicks up my ass within...oh I don't know, 45 minutes...finally a very dominant top grabbed my ass cheeks, spread them and shoved a nice big dick in there. I was then the object of a fierce fuck, complete with athletic thrusting, grunts and dirty talk. I myself am pretty loud when I get into it...what comes out is usually 'Fuck that ass! Shit! Fuck! Yeah!' a lot of 'yeahs, yeah, fuck me' but I stayed in control and didn't shout 'fuck that hot white poz ass!' which I've done before and maybe is not cool to all tops. This top shot a noisy load up my butt and kept on fucking...it must have been really big because I detected that sound of cum (his load plus the cum I came with) being swished around my cumhole. I was so into this, I put my hand on my butthole and felt his spooge all over my my hole and my buttcheeks. When he pulled out, there was the sound of a sloppy fart. Somebody started fingering all the cum and putting into my mouth. I gladly slurped it up. Holy shit, what a hot fuck! I raised myself to stretch and get some cramps out after being in the doggy position for such a long time, and said out loud, 'who wants to fuck this hot cum-filled ass?' No takers, I guess I scared them all off, so I retired my place on the four poster letting another bottom take advantage of it. There's room for 2 bottoms on the bed and I'm always hopeful for another bottom at my side to share the tops, encouraging the tops to do some switch fucking, like has happened in Palm Springs and at the now defunct Marshall's Parties, but not this time.
I drifted into the neighboring room where I recognized (from his tattoos) a Latino bottom known to me through barebackrt. He was wearing flip flops which really gives me a crank, and he had beautiful feet, a nice chest, and a nice smile. In a moment he was on the medical examination table getting plowed in rapid succession by two tops. I was jacking my dick to a reasonable degree of firmness but the goddamned table was too high for me...you needed to be six-two at least to make it work. I didn't fuck this hot Latin this time.
I found out it was after 11 p.m. on a school night, and after getting fucked by a dozen dicks, taking a fierce, hopefully poz load, I bagged it and went straight home, showered and was in bed by midnight.
On my belly facing the entrance to the room, my preferences were made clear. These men were ready for action and I got responses almost immediately. I sucked a smallish dick, got him hard, turned around and felt his cock slip up my ass. It certainly didn't feel small and he gave me a good fuck when I placed my feet on the bed board and directed my ass downwards a bit to give him better access. A nice fuck, like hand in glove, but no load. Then a long skinny dick went straight into my mouth and after some time he was only semi-hard so I abandoned this one and went for another dick, there were many to choose from, all sticking in my face. Mistake! A Latino bottom, wearing a black tee with a 7 printed on it (his dick was among those in my face) turned around and took long skinny up his ass and got a good fucking, but no load. A new top turned me around, and fucked me so-so, no load. Another...then a few more, maybe twelve dicks up my ass within...oh I don't know, 45 minutes...finally a very dominant top grabbed my ass cheeks, spread them and shoved a nice big dick in there. I was then the object of a fierce fuck, complete with athletic thrusting, grunts and dirty talk. I myself am pretty loud when I get into it...what comes out is usually 'Fuck that ass! Shit! Fuck! Yeah!' a lot of 'yeahs, yeah, fuck me' but I stayed in control and didn't shout 'fuck that hot white poz ass!' which I've done before and maybe is not cool to all tops. This top shot a noisy load up my butt and kept on fucking...it must have been really big because I detected that sound of cum (his load plus the cum I came with) being swished around my cumhole. I was so into this, I put my hand on my butthole and felt his spooge all over my my hole and my buttcheeks. When he pulled out, there was the sound of a sloppy fart. Somebody started fingering all the cum and putting into my mouth. I gladly slurped it up. Holy shit, what a hot fuck! I raised myself to stretch and get some cramps out after being in the doggy position for such a long time, and said out loud, 'who wants to fuck this hot cum-filled ass?' No takers, I guess I scared them all off, so I retired my place on the four poster letting another bottom take advantage of it. There's room for 2 bottoms on the bed and I'm always hopeful for another bottom at my side to share the tops, encouraging the tops to do some switch fucking, like has happened in Palm Springs and at the now defunct Marshall's Parties, but not this time.
I drifted into the neighboring room where I recognized (from his tattoos) a Latino bottom known to me through barebackrt. He was wearing flip flops which really gives me a crank, and he had beautiful feet, a nice chest, and a nice smile. In a moment he was on the medical examination table getting plowed in rapid succession by two tops. I was jacking my dick to a reasonable degree of firmness but the goddamned table was too high for me...you needed to be six-two at least to make it work. I didn't fuck this hot Latin this time.
I found out it was after 11 p.m. on a school night, and after getting fucked by a dozen dicks, taking a fierce, hopefully poz load, I bagged it and went straight home, showered and was in bed by midnight.
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