I’ve told this story a number of times to different people; the first time I hooked up with a guy in real. There had been other times where I had talked about it on the phone with someone or was actually half naked with another guy in my bedroom but nothing ever happened from that. This was the time I had actually went far enough to meet with another guy and have him put his mouth around my cock and have my mouth around his cock. This is the story of my first time actually enjoying another man’s cock. Continue reading
I didn’t know her name. I had never met her before. The only communication we’ve ever had were a few DMs through twitter and two separate, short phone calls to set everything up. I only knew what her body was like and in my eyes it was perfect because she was imperfect. She was incredibly sexy but she had a realness to her body that made everything more believable. That’s what our fantasies are about; wanting them to be reality. She didn’t have porn star breasts that were popping out of her bra. Her ass was healthy and a nice handful. I never got to see her face until I opened the door and she barged in. She had the face of a girl who knew she was pretty and knew she could get guys attention with little to no effort. She knew how to use make-up to enhance certain parts of her face and slut-ify other parts. There wasn’t a single part of her I was disappointed with.
It’s late and I just checked in. I love hotel rooms when you first check in. They feel so new, as if nobody has slept in them before you. The rooms are perfect from the bed to the bathroom. I’ll usually set my suitcase in the corner and fall back on the bed and lay there for a minute when I get in the room but I don’t have a suitcase today. I’m not going to be much more than 9 or 1oam tomorrow morning. I may even leave tonight, depending on how things go when she shows up.
As you may have noticed if you’ve read my blog I’ve got a bit of an eclectic taste when it comes to sex. I don’t ever like defining myself as something but if you had to put me on a team I’d be on the bisexual team. I love women and would never give them up for anything (unless we’re playing a game of “your my bitch” in which I’m the bitch) but I also have an affinity for cock. This particular team I’m on really plays well with my latest all consuming interest of the past year or three, being a cuckold. Continue reading
More writing from the depths of my mind. Partially written from experience, partially written from fantasy. Combined to make a nice little short story. Not for the faint of heart or intended for anyone under 18 as it is two males having sex. Continue reading
As a married man I had always thought that the “ball and chain” reference was regarding the lack of enjoyment I would have after being married. Simple stuff like hanging out with friends and watching sports, but now I am likening it to that of an anchor; holding me down from experiences. Specifically, and something I hadn’t thought of in years, having sex with another man. Obvioulsy having sex with anyone else would be something I would be unable to do after marraige, however the experience of having a homo-erotic encounter would never come to fulfillment. Continue reading