Thursday, June 02, 2005
gay sex first right?
i was out to the theater sunday night, expecting it to be busier then it was. didn't much matter, the bearded guy i fucked last week was there and we went at it again, with vigour. started out with me sucking his cock out in the open. last week i don't think i went anywhere near his cock to be able to say that it was humongous. long, fat and uncut, can i ask for more? as the crowd (what little there was) formed he asked me to follow him. off to the exact same cubicle as last week (must be his pattern) and just as i shut the door i remembered why we stopped playing last week, smell of shit got to me. never mind his preoccupation with whether i had cum or not.
i fucked him first, still not necessarily 'fresh' down there but then hey i am bit anal about keeping my own ass clean (ha ha i said anal). then i got to squeeze my arse around his cock. my only wish was that we could have had a better position, me being taller then him and standing whilst getting fucked not necessarily conducive to a good screw. though it worked for him as he came.
i was eager to fuck his ass again and continued on with some 'after-play' which i had every intention of just being an interlude to me getting him vunerable again. it worked. i was a little rougher this time. there was a bench in the cubicle and i forced him down on it so i could fuck him a little sillier. then started the 'are you close' line of questioning. i was not.
i pulled out and sprawled myself out on the bench. some mutual masturbation ended up with him cumming on my chest (and apparently, lord i hope it was him, on the wall). then he settled down to getting me off. tried showing him how i like to be jerked off but he did seem to want to learn. it mattered not, he started talking downright nasty. asked me if i wanted to 'breed' his hole (oh and i did want to) and also referred to me as pretty boy a number of times. not sure which of those did it but i came. propping myself something wet slid on to my leg (this is where i really hope it was his cum dripping off the wall). we ended up 'awkwardly' entangled and i'll say 'cooing'.
eventually he said he had to pee. after we dressed i offered him a cigeratte just as he noticed i had them and asked me for one. wanted to know if i'd stick around and smoke it with him. sure sure. in the bathroom i did a quick clean up as he peed, and peed, and just wouldn't stop. i said 'that's some bladder you have' and thought of the piss videos i've watched recently. i'll try. we smoked and 'sort of' openly cuddled. i mean it was the theater, we weren't actually cuddling but it was damn near close. he asked me why it took me so long to cum and i asked him in return why he was so quick.
think we both wanted to connect again but neither of us said anything tangible. i just don't bring that up anymore. too many times it's ended in failure of some form or another. hell if nothing else i'll see him there again.
now i had intended more blogging but i'm exhausted. check out the treasure island media blog and prepare for the next installment...
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