Monday, July 11, 2005
more gay sex?
well saturday started with just some gay porn. i was a bit exhausted from friday night and told myself i wasn't going out. however by the time i got the dildo in me i had already changed my mind. having not been to a bathhouse in 3 weeks (a record i think) i decided it was time to head to the tubs. besides the guy with big dick from the night before was running through my head, if only i'd run into him at a bathhouse.
of course it was hopping at the bathhouse and i had to wait almost an hour before i was able to get a room. in that time i did wander looking for a little booty (also thinking if i get guys off they leave and rooms open) but nothing was happening. i was also noting that there weren't too many guys i was interested in. once i got the room i opened up shop. after 5 minutes the only bites weren't interesting me so i decided to a quick stroll (after an hour of strolls) but as i was leaving my door a hot guy walked by and we locked eyes. i walked back in to my room and he followed.
he was taller then me and with the wide shoulders i love. a real cute boyish face. we started out with a little mutual cock play, neither of us getting hard and i began to think perhaps nothing was going to happen. he mentioned he had been drinking and i guess i took that as a challenge because i started sucking him off at that point. i absolutely love having a cock grow hard in my mouth and was not disappointed. while sucking on him my own cock woke up and after a bit i showed him my hard cock and he instantly started sucking on me.
we then layed down together and had quite a heavy makeout session interspersed with chat. turns out he had been partying with friends and was shocked that i had not been out. i ask you: can the bathhouse not be a destination? he accused me of being stone cold sober and i told him i was not, that i had just said that i hadn't been out elsewhere. then he wanted to know what i had been drinking and i explained it was chemicals and not booze. then he admits to having done some coke.
back to sucking my cock between my legs which worked into a little faux fucking. then he announced he wished he wasn't drunk and i asked why. he told me if he wasn't drunk he could fuck me all night. "i got hard for the blow job but i don't think i can for fucking". he seemed quite upset and i thought to myself "it don't matter you can fist me" while actually stroking his hand. we eased into more kissing and me stroking him all over, which he loved. a conversation about intimacy and the lack of it in the homosexual lifestyle. i told him we get it like this, meaning fleeting in the bathhouse or other occasional encounters and need to enjoy it when we do get it.
apparently my words were an aphrodisiac because i next i knew he was reaching for a condom. delightful. i didn't get my hopes up thinking he might not actually make it inside of me but he did. fucked me for a quite awhile on my belly before i switched us into the missionary. he had a nice rythym but didn't give me the pounding i so richly deserve. he pulled out and laid back so i bounced on him for a bit but he wasn't able to maintain the hard on for that, which i understand.
more chat. getting even more personal. it started when i called him franklin and he asked if that was the love of my life. a brief conversation on carlos and he spoke a bit about a lover he lost. then the requisite work chat which i evaded answering.
worked into some more fucking and more positions. eventually i jerked him off while fingering his ass and then used his cum as my lube to cum myself. we lay together and i believe we both snoozed. i awoke to him poking at my ass but i was done.
he decided to leave and i was bit disappointed that there was no exchange of even names. i had thought we had bonded and that perhaps we might get together again. alas...
1:17 PM
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