One Nugget Short

Ok guys, I know that it has been a bit since my last post… I usually like to post at least once a week, but I have been having second thoughts about sharing my latest activities because I am learning things about myself that I am not sure are good or bad. I think it was Bikeguy who commented in his blog some time ago that a blogger blogs for himself… meaning that you learn a lot about your sexual self when you consistently think through and write about your sex life. I never doubted that this was a true statement; I just underestimated the power of such self-discovery. While I have not given any though to quitting this blog, I have had to slow down a bit as I go through the process of understanding and accepting who and what I am sexually.

I have learned that am a true dominate top. Not a verbal dominate like in a Bobby Blake way… “Take It Bitch”. Nor am I a dominate that constantly looks for ways to humiliate a submissive bottom, although I do sometimes humiliate a sub. My dominate nature centers around power and force. For example…although I hate the crime, I have always found reading about rape makes my dick hard… especially male rape. Remember my post about when I took advantage of my drunken roommate? I actually had a tough reconciling what I had done afterwards… but while it was happening, I don’t think I have ever been more sexually charged. Additionally, I seem to get into fucking guys who struggle taking my exceptionally fat cock more than the ones who can adjust and take me easily. I remember fucking a friend of mine five years ago who had been sexually abused by his father as a boy. We had fucked a couple of times before, but this time I was staying the night. In the middle of the night I woke him up by crawling on his naked body and said in his ear,

“It is time to give daddy what he needs”

My friend literally began to tremble, and put his perfect bubble butt in the air. I truly did not mean to simulate his childhood abuse… I ment “daddy” as in “fuck buddy daddy” not “daddy daddy!” Anyway, when began to tremble and look at me with fear in his eyes I realized that I unintentionally triggered something in him, and I froze. But, after he rolled over on his belly and stuck his ass in the air and said,

“Yes daddy…I am your big boy… I am your good boy”

I was rock hard and decided to go along with it for a bit. My friend has always been very expressive when getting fucked, but this time it was different. He actually started crying real tears… I mean really sobbing and saying over and over

“I am a big boy daddy… I am your good boy”

Something about him crying real tears triggered something in me and I went to what I can only call the darkside. I fucked him so hard… so long… I truly became some animal. The more he cried, the more turned on I became, the harder I fucked him until I finally came.

Anyway, I really did not mean to go off into that story… I am just free flow writing here.. still trying to understand me. Anyway, just to wrap up that story, we were already good friends, but that night has made us like brothers… extremely close… so close that we don’t even fuck anymore… truly would be like fucking my brother.

I guess I always subconsciously knew that I had a dark sexual side, but I recently had to come to grips with it again over the last several weeks as my encounters have been drifting back toward dark side. I am not ready to share all of those encounters here yet, but one I can write about now was about six weeks ago when I aggressively fucked this young white guy in New Jersey who clearly was one McNugget short of a Happy Meal.

Now before anyone jumps to conclusions… no! the guy was NOT retarded (mentally challenged). In fact, he has a decent job with the Port Authority… but he was clearly what we used to call “Slow”. As I reflected on the fuck that night, I realized that I was turned on more by the fact that I was fucking someone who was slightly mentally challenged than any thing else.

As per my routine, I was at the gym this day at 0500 hrs. Nothing special there, I went through my regular weight training routine and then hit the showers. This guy, who I will call “Nugget” was in the locker room. He was entering the dry sauna, which has a glass door. As I got out of me gym clothes I noticed him staring at me through the sauna room door. I did not think much of it at the time.

I made my way to the showers. When I turned around I realized he had left the sauna and had followed me into the shower area. He chose the shower stall across from mine, and he left the curtain wide open. By this time I knew the guy was either gay, or extremely curious. I also knew that there was something not quite right about him because he obviously did not know how to discretely cop a dick peek in a public place. This realization perked my sexual interest. I mean otherwise, he was just an average looking kid (25 yo I learned later) He was 6’ tall, 36 waist, dirty blond hair and pasty white.

He stared at me the whole time I was in the shower, and I began to stare back which made him extremely nervous and he would briefly look away.

After my shower I lost track of him. I got dressed and was leaving the gym when I saw him again by the door. It seemed that he was waiting for me. Now my dick was hard at the prospect of fucking this guy. I decided to simply approach him in the parking lot and suggest that we go somewhere and fuck. From his demeanor in the locker room I knew this would make him nervous and put him off balance a bit at which point I would press him even more so that he would either bolt or give it up.

When he noticed I was walking toward him, he got very nervous and said,

“Hello”

I did not say anything, just kept walking toward him. He said again in a higher voice

“Hello, can I help you”

By this time I am close enough were he could hear me without me shouting. I said,

“Just relax… it is all good”

He said,

“I hope you don’t thing I was following you or anything”

“Just relax… it is ok, I just want to introduce myself. With that I stuck out my hand and he reluctantly took it. Then he said,

“What country are you from?”… yeah I know… strange question… confirms that he is a nugget short of a happy meal.

“Ummm … from America…same as you”

“Oh…ok… you look exotic…that is why I kept looking at you… I hope you don’t think I was staring at you”

“You were staring at me and I was staring at you because I want to fuck you.”

“Are you Gay?”, he asked.

“Yes I am”

“Me too”, he said.

“I know”

“Really?”

“So how about it… do you live alone?”

“Yes, but I don’t have much experience”

“That is fine… just relax, I wont hurt you”

“I have always wanted to suck a black…”

“Yeah, we can do that… I am going to follow you to your place”

With that I just turned and walked to my car. He stood there for about a minute, not really knowing what to do, but he finally got in his car and I followed him about 7 miles to his house.

I don’t know about you, but if I walk into a trick’s house and the place is a mess, I usually turn and walk back out again. Usually, I cant stand to fuck in a messy place. Nuggets place was beyond messy. He was renting a two-story house and I swear, there were cloths tossed every where. The kitchen had dirty dishes on every surface…but I was horny.

He kept apologizing for the mess as we walked upstairs to his bedroom, which was in much the same condition as the rest of the house. His bed was two mattresses stacked upon each other, although the sheet did look clean.

At this point, I simply took over.

“Get naked boy”.

He hesitated for a moment… I looked him in the eyes, and repeated slowly,

“I…said…get…naked”

With that, he pulled off his clothes down to his underwear, which I yanked off him and then sort of tackled him onto the bed. Having just come form the gym, he was clean and he felt good under me. He also had a very nice 7” dick that was already rock hard.

I straddled his chest, and pressed my swollen cock against his closed lips.

“You said you always wanted to suck a black cock…well here it is”

He tentatively opened his mouth. As soon as it was open wide enough I shoved my entire cock into his mouth and held it there. All things considered, he did a very good job of sucking my cock after he got over the shock of my aggressiveness. He had me rock hard in no time, and when I looked back at this cock, it was leaking pre-cum like a fountain.

“that’s very good Nugget, now just relax ok… I am not going to hurt you”

He did not say anything, but I could see the look of fear in his eyes as he realized that he was in over his head. At this point, I slowed things down… I actually wanted him to enjoy the experience even though I was clearly there for my pleasure first and foremost.

I slid down, and engulfed his cock in my mouth. His pre-cum actually had sort of a sweet taste to it. I took my time and tried to give him a blow job like none other he has experienced.

I could only blow him for about a minute before he was on the very edge of shooting his load.

I then pushed his legs up exposing his freshly cleaned hole. I don’t think anyone had ever eaten his hole before because he tried stop me until I got the tip of my tong in there and wiggled it around a bit. At that point he stopped fighting me and simply went crazy clenching and opening his whole all the while kicking his legs all over the place. It was all I could do to hold him still enough to keep my tong in him.

“Oh…Wow…Oh Oh Oh…Wow”

He was clearly enjoying it, but probably not as much as me. I love eating a clean white hole that I am about rip open with my fat cock.

I figured that I could talk to him about what was to come next, and with much care and time get him to go along with it, but the idea of taking his hole by surprise turned me on much more. Consequently, I turned up my tong acrobatics on his hole and put as much spit in there as I could. I also pushed his knees to his chest fully exposing his hole, and positioning it at a level that would align perfectly with my cock.

In one motion, I rose from eating his ass, and stabbed my rock hard cock at his hole.

“OOOOOUUUWW…..OOOUUUWW…. Hurts … It Hurts”!

I had hit the mark and got about half of my cock into him before he clamped down like a vice. It felt good inside him.

“Try to relax… It will stop hurting in a minute..”

“No.. please stop… it hurts too much”

“I have stopped… I wont move until it stops hurting… I will start to feel better soon….I promise”

He continued to complain and tried to wiggle away, but I was able to hold on to him and move with him so that I stayed in him. He continued to struggle and even started throwing punches at me, mostly hitting my chest and arm. I simply pushed in him a bit more and that put an end to the punching.

I stayed in him for little more than a minute before I could see evidence that the pain was subsiding.

“It is feeling better now isn’t it?”

An exaggerated “NO!” was his answer, but I knew that was just him being pissed.

“You feel really good… You have a great ass… Hot as fuck man!”

“Really?”

“Fuck Yeah Man… you are great!”

“You should have a condom on… Are you Safe?”

“Yes… I get tested every six months… I know for a fact that I am negative… You are safe with me”


“It still hurts a little”

“Ok… I can fix that… do you have some lube?”

Another exaggerated “NO!”

“What do you use to jack off with?” After a brief pause

“Lotion” he said and looked over to his left.

On the night-stand was some Jergins lotion. I reached for and squirted a healthy amount in the palm of my hand. I then told him to relax so that I could pull out of him. I pulled out and immediately replaced my cock with two fingers and lubed his hot hole with lotion.


“Now listen to me very carefully… I want you to pretend that you are taking a shit… like you are pushing out a terd”

“What…why?”

“Just do it!”

As he opened his hole, I pushed my cock all the way into him to the hilt. It took his breath a way for a moment, but he took it much better this time.

I hoisted his legs all the way up on my shoulders and began a slow pump in and out of him. I changed the angle of my thrust a bit and was able to hit his prostate on the down stroke.

“I think I have to pee”, he said after about a minute of me fucking him fully.

“I know you think you do, but you don’t… what you need to do is to start stroking your cock”

He did as I instructed and I picked up the pace.

It was obvious to me that I was his first fuck. It was also clear to me that I would breed him even though I knew this would completely freak him out.

I only fucked him for about three minutes before I was ready to cum.

“I am going to cum in you boy”

“NO!... Don’t! Please”

I think I shot the first wad on the word “Please”, and continued to pulse five more wads into him before I was done.

“I just filled you with my cum… I promise, you will be ok”

With that I slowly pulled out of him.

He did not say a word, he just turned his head to the side and had a far away look on his face. He was also still hard so I crawled to his side, and made him turn his head and look at me. I was on my knees and my still wet cock was inches from his face. Without saying a word he stared began stroking his cock again.

“That’s right… this is the cock that took your virgin hole… this fat cock was buried deep in your ass and spit cum inside you.

Now he was stroking hard and I could tell he was right on the verge of cuming. So I leaned down near his ear and whispered,

“This nigger cock bred you… your ass is full of nigger cum”

With that, he shot a huge load all over the both of us.

When he stopped twitching, I got off the bed and began to put my clothes on. He simply stared at me and I stared back at him. When I was ready to go, I leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips and left.

For the rest of the day and that night, I felt bad because the only reason why I fuck Nugget was because he is “Slow”. Does anyone else get really turned on by bad things? Is this normal?

This Never Happens

This past week I was in Reno NV for five days. Sadly, Reno does not seem to have much gay life at all, or at least it is buried deep in the closet.

On the second night there, I was on-line looking for some ass. I was about to call it a night when a white guy in his 40s messaged me saying that he has a tight white ass that needs some attention. While he had some pics online, they were all those far away type shots so that you could not see a lot of detail. However, one pic was a large pic of him bending over showing a very nice hole. So I messaged back:

“Where are you located”

He responded with,

“The …. Hotel”

“Really, what room?

“2020”

“Well, you probably are not going to believe this but I am at the same hotel, better yet, I am also on the 20th floor”

In all the years I have been traveling and hooking up on the road, I have never hooked up with a person staying in the same hotel, let alone the same fuck’n floor!

He was from Wisconsin, in Reno visiting family, and could only hookup early in the morning or late at night. We made plans for me to walk down the hall at 0700 hours.

He told me that he is really into muscle, which was perfect as I normally hit the gym at 0400 hours. I told him,

“My arms will be nice and pumped for you to hold on to as I pump your ass with my cock.”

He is normally a “Safe Only” guy, but with just a bit of persuasion he agreed to take it bare.

At exactly 0700 hours I was at his hotel room door. He answered in a t-shirt and gym shorts. He is 6’ with a swimmers type body. He smelled like he just stepped out of the shower, and his hair was still damp… PERFECT!

As soon as the door was closed we began kissing and working each other nipples. He was clearly just as horny as me. I wasted no time in pulling off his clothes and aggressively pushing him down on the bed where he watched me undress before crawling on top of him.

We made out a little more before I went down on him. He had a nice 6.5 cut thick cock that was bone hard. If you have been following this blog, you know that I like to suck white cock.

At this point, he was really into it. In fact I had to pull back from sucking him for fear that he was going to cum before I had a chance to get in him.

I moved from his cock to his nicely shaved balls and then to a very pretty and very clean ass hole. His profile said that he was vers, but from the extreme tightness of his hole, I could tell that this guy mostly topped. There was no way I was going to be able to get my very fat cock into this tight hole quickly. So, I decided that I could be a little late to work that morning and proceeded to spend about 20 minutes alternating between licking his hole and working my thumb into it. I had to completely stop three times to keep him from shooting his load.

On the third stop I took the opportunity to liberally lube my cock, which was also bone hard. While doing this, we maintained constant eye contact. We were sort of communicating with out words,

“This is going to hurt a bit”

“I know, but I want it… I need it”

I pushed a pillow under his ass, placed his legs on my shoulders and put the head of my cock against his hole. This is the point where every bottom says to me “Slow, Please Slow”, but surprisingly Wisconsin said nothing. He had this determined look on his face that said

“I am going to take fat fucker no matter how much it hurts”

I took it slow… as slow as I could… until the head popped his hole open. Once the head was in, I pile drove the rest of my cock deep into him. Wisconsin stifled a hell. Instead his fact turned beat red and he started breathing like he was giving birth through gritted teeth. I quickly found a nice pumping rhythm, and soon his grunts were in time with my down strokes… I love to hear my bottoms grunt while I fuck them.

It was getting late, given that I still had to clean up and get ready for work so when I felt cum rising in my balls, I did nothing to slow its approach. The only warning that I gave him was a deep grunt as the first blast of my cum was planted deep in his hole. It had been a few days since I had gotten off, so I dropped a big load in him.

When my cock began to pulse inside him, he started jacking his cock. About 15 seconds after I was done shooting, he shot a huge cum load that trailed from his chin to his belly button.

When he was done shooting, I suddenly pulled out of him in one motion… this caused him to convulse a bit… I love it when that happens.

Before I left he stood, thanked me, and said,

“I don’t know what time I will get back to the hotel tonight, but maybe we can get together again before I check out in the morning.”

“Sure, just give me a call”

I said that just to be nice. There was no way I planned to ever see him again.

As it turned out, I had a tough day of work. When I returned to the hotel, I had a quick bite of dinner, did some reading to relax, and was lights out by 2200 hours. At 2300 hours my cell phone rang. It was Wisconsin. He said,

“I just got back to my room and I am very sore from this morning, but my ass still has your cum in it, and you can fuck me again if you want.”

My first inclination was to say no… but to be honest, the idea of fucking him with my own cum from this morning as lube was too much for me to turndown. I got out of bed, slipped on a t-shirt and jeans and walked down the hall. He had the door ajar so I could just walk in.

I found him sitting on the bed with just his gym shorts on. As I approached him he shucked his shorts, leaned back on the edge of the bed, pulling his knees to his chest. His hole was red and slightly swollen from the pounding he took about 16 hours ago. I put my finger in his hole and he flinched from the contact. However, it was indeed all gooy inside. This made me instantly hard as a rock. I quickly stripped and position my cock to enter him.

When I pushed into him this time, he did yell in pain. I did feel bad for the pain, but I also knew that going slow would just prolong the pain. The goal here was to get in and give him another load as quickly as possible.

After the second full stroke, my cock was completely covered by my earlier load. There is a distinctive smell to churned-up cum from sloppy seconds and it makes me close to Cumming every time I smell it. I lasted for only about two minutes before I filled his hole again. I don’t think he took a breath during the fuck. It is rare that I cum twice in the same day anymore, but surprisingly, I did come again and it seemed that I came even harder than I did that morning.

Completely empty, I carefully pulled out of him and then laid next to him on the bed. As soon as my cock was out of him, he began to stroke his cock. I turned to him and kissed him passionately. He actually began to cum during the kiss… I found that to be totally hot!

We laid there silent, but touching for about five minutes when I noticed that he was drifting off to sleep. I waited a few more minutes until he was snoring. I gently kissed him on the forehead, got dressed, turned out the lights and returned to my room.

While in a meeting the next day, I received a text message from Wisconsin. It simply said,

“Thank You… please call me if you ever travel to Wisconsin”

Count on it Wisconsin!

Chicken Tender

I have a few simple rules about whom I fuck. One of them is that if the trick is young enough that he could be my Son, he is way too young for my fat cock.

I was in New Jersey over night last week. I had been on the usual sites looking for some decent ass for about hour with no luck. There was this one guy with a screen name that was something like AFbtm (that is not it, but something like it) that kept trying to IM me on manhunt. At first I just did not respond, but he kept at it for nearly the whole hour I was online. Finally I thanked him for his interest, but said that he is just too young for me to fuck. Undaunted, he kept at it saying that he could more than take my cock, and even though he is only 19 yo, he has taken plenty of loads. In the very next sentence he assured me that he is still negative.

This went on for about another 30 minutes. He gave up on trying to get me to fuck him and promised that he would give me the best blow job I have every had… I had to points for being persistent. I also give him points for picking up on the fact that I was super horny and needed do drop my load. I finally agreed that he could come to my hotel room and he could suck my cock for a bit., but I made no promises because I really do have a mental block when it comes to fucking what I consider “kids”.

About an hour later, AFBoy is at my door. He is about 5’11”, 32”waist, swimmers build, sandy blond hair, freckles and sky blue eyes…The epitome of the Neighbor Kid Next Door. (I took him at his word that he was indeed 19 although in retrospect, he could have been anywhere from 17 to 20)

I instantly knew that this would not work for me so I stood in the door way shaking my head “No” and began to tell him that it just was not going to work…. While I was talking, the kid walks right by me into my room.

I turned to face him and said,

“Look Kid, I appreciate you coming out and everything, but….”

At this point, the kid had his sweatshirt off, pants undone (no underwear), and was on his knees with his mouth wide open… looking up at me with those totally submissive blue eyes. I am sure that everyone reading this knows what happened next…. Yeah… I got rock hard!

I saw his eyes break away from mine, and stare directly at my bulging crotch. There was this moment… nothing was said and neither of us moved…. In that moment I knew that he knew that he was going to get my cum in at least one hole.

He quickly jumped up… kicked off his tennis shoes…. Dropped his pant and returned to his knees directly in front of my crotch… naked except for his white gym socks. He once again looks up at me with those submissive eyes and says,

“Please use me Sir”

I still did not say a word or move a muscle. Truly, a war was going on in my head between my desire and my morality.

After about 10 seconds of no response for me, AFBoy very tentatively reached up and gently put his warm cold and shaky hand on my crotch and felt my cock through my trousers. Hid touch, made my cock begin to twitch. I think the sudden movement of my cock surprised him and turned him on at the same time as he too became instantly hard at that point.

Somewhat encourages by my failure to remove his hand from my cock, he became a little more brave and began to unbuckle my belt. At that point, the debate in my head was over. I would not fuck AFBoy’s tender ass, but his throat would be sore for two days by the time I let him leave.

I took over the undoing of my pants, and taking off the rest of my cloths. As I did I said,

“Lets be crystal clear boy, I wont fuck your ass, but I will fuck your throat”

“yes, thank you Sir”

“You will do exactly as I direct, and you are not allowed to quit. Is that understood”

“mmm oh, Yes… Sir… thank you Sir… I will do my best Sir… make me take it Sir”

“Trust me, you will never forget the this next hour”

He visibly trembled a bit and said,

“I understand Sir”


I realize that I am dominant, but when I get with a bottom that is particularly submissive, something comes over me and I tend to get very rough. Once I was naked, I lined my cock up with his open mouth… I paused, and told him,

“Close your eyes, and keep them close at all times, no mater what… understand?”

He had a nervous look on his face, then slowly closed his eyes as he said,

“Yes Sir”

I placed my hand at the back of his head and then rammed my fat cock all the way in his mouth and now his throat and held it there for about 15 seconds… until he was pushing on my legs trying to get air. I pulled back and let him breath… with the first gulp of air, he coughed hard. After his second gulp of air, I assaulted his throat again, and then again, and then again, and again.

By this time tears were streaming down his cheeks. I shoved it in again and held it and asked him,

“Are you going to quit?”

He could not speak with my cock in his mouth so he quickly shook his head “No”

“Good Boy”

Each time I would go deep in his throat, I was using the fat head of my cock to open his throat. He was actually getting the hang of it and gaging less and less. Then I briefly caught him opening his eyes. I pulled my cock out of his mouth, stepped into the bathroom and came back with a damp hand towel. I rolled in and made it into a blindfold.

“I told you to keep your eyes closed… now I have to blindfold you”

“Yes Sir, I am sorry Sir”

Once I had the wet blind fold on tight, I led him to the bed, made him lay on his back with his head dangling off the edge.

“Now I am going to fuck your throat… open your mouth as wide as you can and cover your teeth. Don’t do anything but hold your mouth open and cover your teeth”

I adjusted the angle of his head so that it was perfectly in-line with my cock. Then I began slow deep thrusts deep into his throat. I was penetrating his throat much deeper now so he was gagging pretty hard and coughing up flem. Soon his entire face was covered with flem, and spit-up. I looked gross but it felt so very good on my cock.

I could feel the cum rising in my balls as he struggled to hang on and stay with tme… His whole lower body was withering all over the place and he balled up the bed sheet in his clutching fist. He obvious struggle made me hotter and I fucked hi throat a little harder.

I so wanted to cum at that moment, but I did, he would hardly be able taste it with all that other shit he was coughing up so I pulled back.

“Ok… take it easy, stay here… don’t move”

I went to the bath room and got a warm wet face cloth and a towel. I retuned to him and proceeded to clean up him and my cock. He was trying so hard to be tough, but it was clear that he was crying under the blindfold. I kept talking to him while I cleaned.

“Wow, you are tough. That is as good as anyone had with my cock in their throat… you feel really good”

I let him calm down a bit. Then I said,

“Ok boy, it time for you to eat some cum”

“Yes Sir”

I put him square on the bed with a couple of pillow under his head. I then straddled his chest, leaned forward and held on to the head board as I lowered my cock into his waiting mouth.

“suck me boy… suck the cum out of me”

Like a champ, AFBoy sucked me good. The right amount of spit, sucking and tong movement along the underside of my cock head. It really was very good!

After about 3 minutes of this, I grunted and let loose a very heavy load in his mouth. Through gritted teeth as I was cumming, I said,

“Don’t swallow it yet boy… hold in your mouth”

AFBoy held perfectly still as I finished cumming. When I was done, I got off of him and told him to spit some of my cum in his hand and jack off. He did as told. Meanwhile, I sucked on two fingers and then slowly inserted them in his very smooth…. I should have fucked…. Ass and massaged his prostate. In less than two minutes he was ready to cum. As soon as he bagan to shoot, I put my mouth on his cock and caught a HUGE and VERY THICK load of his cum. When I was done, I immediately kissed him and fed all of his load back to him. Then I ssaid,

“Now swallow it”

I honestly wanted to just gently hold him for awhile, but knew that was not what HE NEEDED. He needed me to complete the whole experience validate what he is… what he feels inside about himself. So, with the blind fold still on, I took him to the bathtub, put him on his knee in the tube while I stood on the rim of the tube and unleashed a torent of rank yellow piss all over him. As a true testimony to his youth, the kid was rock hard AGAIN. The whole time I was pissing on him he was saying,

“Thank you Sir, … Yes Sir… Mark me Sir”

When I was done pissing, I grabbed him by the arm and lead him to the door. I stopped to scoop up all his shit and then open the door, through his shit in the hallway, and pushed him in to the hallway with the blindfold still on. I then closed and bolted the door.

Of couse, I watched him through the peep hole. I have to give it to the kid, he adapts quickly. He stood there naked and piss soaked in the hall stunned for about 5 seconds as he contemplated this final twist. He then quickly took off the blindfold, gathered his stuff and had the presents of mind to run two doors down to the fire escape. I assume that he got dressed in the fire escape stairwell before leaving the building.

Later that night, I did get an email from him. It simply said,

Thank you Sir, I will never forget you or this night!

Lost Friend

I was up in Maine a couple of weeks ago and once again, my aggressiveness caused me to fuck up another friendship.

A bit of background.... last summer I was at the only real gay bar in Portland Maine. It was a rather slow saturday night. I was staying at a friends empty house as he was out of the country for the summer and was very horny. There was not much to pick from in the bar, plus, everyone would look at me but not approach me... probably because there are so few black people in Maine, let alone gay black people. Anyway, I was about to finish my beer and leave when in walks a bear cub of a guy with I well groomed gotee, plaid sleeveless shirt, jeans, boots and worn ball cap. If you have been reading this blog, you know that I really go for the white guys... what you may not know until now is that natural looking farm boys... somewhat rednecks (see Cable Guy post) really make my dick hard.

Anyway, long story short, it took me about an hour wand two rounds of beers to pick that guy up, take him back to my friends house and fuck him twice bareback but not breed him. He did not say much, rather shy, but he made mistake about expressing how much my fat cock hurt, and then how good it felt after he got past the pain. Needless to say, we both had a good time. We continued to chat online for the rest of my visit, and even hooked up again for another similar fuck the night before I returned to Washington.

I was back up in Maine a few weeks ago and we made plans to get together. Since that first time we fucked, he had since entered a relationship and exited a relationship, and had moved in with another, non-sexual, friend.

Since time was short this time we decided that I would come over to his place on a Thursday night. When I got there, I was sort of surprised to see his housemate there. He introduced us and then we went to his bedroom. We sat on the bed and caught up for about thirty minutes. I sat at the foot of the bed and he was all the way at the head of the bed, and made no move whatsoever to get things started. In fact, I was wondering if we were going to have sex at all since it had been several months since we had seen each other, and he was clear about not fucking around while he was in relationship. All the while we were chatting, I could hear his housemate putzing around just outside the bedroom door. I am sure that he was listening for sounds of sex.

Finally, about 45 minutes we were beginning to exhaust the list of things go chat about, and I decided that although we did not talk specifically about having sex when we set this meeting up, I came there to get laid. Without a word, I moved over to him and kissed him hard. He seemed a little shocked, so I took the opportunity to kiss him again and begin to unbuckle his belt and take his pants off. He was extremely passive...not agreeing but not saying "stop" either.

Within two minutes we were both completely naked and I had him pinned to the bed. In my head, I decided that there is one sure way to know if the was planning for this or not. With that, I lifted his legs up to his chest and moved into position to eat his ass. As soon as I got close, I could smell the soapy smell of a freshly cleaned ass. At that point, any hesitation/reservation I had when out the window.

I ate him strong for about three minutes.... all the while working as much spit into his butt as I could . He must have know that I was planning to spit fuck him hard, because when I came up for air, he was already handing me a bottle of wet and said,

"Dude, I cant take you without lube"

"Fine", I said, and proceeded to lube both his hole and my cock.

I began fucking him slow with his knees pinned to his chest. He grunted and groaned loudly... I am sure his housemate heard him... I know he was just outside that door!

I proceeded to fuck him deeper and faster... and I dont know if he ever got to the place of pleasure over pain... He had a pained look on his face the whole time....

After about 15 minutes of solid fucking... I felt my seed raising in my balls. I was soon at that point of pulling out and shooting on him... like before.... and staying in and breeding him deep. I was going back and forward trying to decide what to do, and then I this mental picture of him walking me out of the house, past his nosy housemate with my cum seeping out of his ass and into his jeans.... that was it.... I dumped a huge load him... I also made loud grunting noises with every squirt for the benefit of his housemate.

The whole time I was fucking him he had his eyes closed... squinting at the pain... but when I unloaded.... his eyes shot open as if to say "OH NO!" Although i could read the expression on his face... he did not say a word.

We cleaned up, and we indeed walked right past his housemate... just as I had seen it in my head...

I chatted with him online the next day... He admitted that he was not expecting me to breed him... I assured him that I a indded HIV Negative.... and he seemed very glad to hear that.... but I could tell for the way he was talking that that would be the last time that we fuck.... Shit!

Punishment Fuck

Sorry folks, it has been awhile since my last post. Two factors have caused this delay. First, like Bikeguy, most of my hookups take place while I am on business travel. My travel is just now picking up again after the holiday slow down. Secondly, Roomie has been venturing into my bed more and more as he has gotten over the fact that I nearly raped him that first time. I have not yet decided if I will blog anymore about sex with my housemate. I find it more difficult to write about fucking a guy who is not only a very good friend, and one who lives in the same house. No, he does not know about this blog yet.

Anyway, it is Tuesday morning and I am in the Airport awaiting my flight back to DC from Alabama. My cock is a bit sore from fucking a skinny white boy so hard last night. t It was a punishment fuck to be sure.

The trick’s name is Mike. The interesting thing is how we hooked up. Mike is actually a repeat from a previous trip early last year. Evidently, while putting the hookup together last year, I put his cell phone number in my phone with just his first name. The day before began this trip, I was looking for another number and came across “Mike xxx.xxx.xxxx (in Birmingham)”. I had no recollection of this Mike, or the previous hookup. As if figured out later, this hookup took place eight months ago. On a whim, I decided to send the number a txt msg that said,

“Will be in town Sunday night though Tuesday morning”.

When I landed in Birmingham Sunday afternoon, and turned my phone on, there was a return msg,

“who is this?”

and another one that said,

“You looking?”

To make a long story short, I confessed to not knowing who I was sending the message to, but that we must have hooked-up before. Within about 4 msgs he was asking me

“Are you a big muscled black guy with a fat Bulldog Dick that fucked me silly last spring at the Hilton?”

The “Bulldog Dick” is a term he used the last time we fucked, and this keyed my memory.

“Yes, that would be me.”

We made plans for a second fuck at 6:00 PM Monday night.

At about 10 til 6 I get a txt msg saying:

“Hey, I am running late but I will be there by 6:30”

Maybe it is my background, but punctuality is important to me, and his being late irritated me a bit. Nonetheless, I responded:

“Copy That”

By 6:45 I am pissed and decided to call off the fuck.

“Listen guy, maybe another time”

He responded,

Mike: “I am here… pulling into the parking lot now”

Me: “Yeah, but this was supposed to go down at 1800 hours”

Mike: “I am sorry, I could not get away from work …”

Me: “I gotta tell ya… I am kinda pissed”

Mike: “I understand… take it out on me sexually Sir”

I truly had no plan to go through with this fuck until he said to take my anger out on him sexually… Honestly, that made my dick rock hard instantly.

Me: “Very well, proceed to room 202”

As this guy, Mike, walks through the door, I realize that I had forgotten what a hot body he has. He is 6’, 145lbs, 33 waist, broad shoulders and narrow hips. He had the classic swimmers body type. He also has one of those perfectly shaped bubble buts with only the slightest giggle to it when you smack it.

As soon as the door is closed and he turns to face me, I slap him hard across the face. He says nothing, looks down at the floor and prepares himself for the next slap which comes immediately. Again, he says nothing and stands there. I tell him to get naked and he hurriedly begins to remove all of his clothing and then waits for me by the bed.

As soon as I am also naked I turn him, and lean him over the side of the bed. I put just a bit of lube on the head of my cock. I want this first stroke to hurt. He had produced this little bottle of popper and was sniffing hard, trying to prepare himself for the initial shock of me penetrating him. As soon as he had the cap back on the bottle, I thrust into him in one strong motion. He yells out, and tries to get away by moving forward onto the bed, but he cant. I have a firm grip of his narrow hips and I move with him so that my fat cock stays burred deep in his guts. He is withering and moaning loudly on the bed underneath me. After holding my cock in him for about 15 second. I yank it out and he collapses flat on the bed. I walked over to my suitcase and remove an expensive bottle of German poppers.

“Here, use these…they are much stronger”

He gladly takes the new poppers, and takes a huge pull on them. I was a bit concerned about this because these poppers knock me on my ass! Nevertheless, he sort of drifted off into la la land as I repositioned him onto his back with his legs over my shoulders.

Just before I push back into him… he looks at me all glassy eyed and says,

“Please take me Sir… Punish me… Please breed me Sir”

With that I began a very hard driving fuck. His ass, now completely open, felt GREAT, but when he started to rub my nips while I was fucking him… I went into over drive. For awhile, all that could be heard was the click-clacky sound of cock moving in and out of a well lubed ass. The distinctive balls slapping bare ass. And, the gutteral moans of a well fucked bottom.

I fucked him steady for about 20 minutes, stopping only a couple of times to add more lube. He manages to say in a groggy voice,

“I don’t know how much more I can take Sir”. To that I said,

“You are about to get what you came for.”

I took a small sniff of the German poppers and worked my way up to and explosive orgasm. I counted 5 strong shots deep into his guts. As I did he said,

“Yes Sir, Yes Sir, Yes Sir”

I stayed in him for about a minute while I came down off my popper high. As soon as I pulled out he ask,

“May I cum now Sir?”

“Proceed”

I think he maybe got three good strokes in before he shot one of the biggest loads I have ever seen come out of a dick. He was not a strong shooter, rather, it just keep flowing out the head of his cock , all over his cock, hand and balls.

I helped him up and sent him into the bathroom to clean up. He was in there for about 5 minutes before he re-emerged, got dressed and left. The only thing he said before he left was,

“Please, text me again Sir when you come back”

Night Visit

Entregate, you were right! Roomie did come visit my bed Friday night after Christmas.

Sorry It has been a while since I posted last. Have had plenty of sexual encounters, but with the Holidays, and having been thrown for a loop with the whole housemate rape thing, I needed to take a short break and think through some shit. Nonetheless, I am back now and will start off by quickly bringing you up to speed on what happened whit Roomie.

If you have been following this blog, you know that after I took advantage of by drunk, mostly straight, housemate, he insisted that I prove my HIV Negative status. I was tested and it came back Negative and I posted the results on his bedroom door as he was still not talking to me at that point. Let see, that was the Tuesday before Christmas.

I did not see much of him at all that week as he spent the Holiday with family out in Virginia. We both worked on Friday following Christmas. I had made it a quite night by eating an early dinner out, and then watching some HBO movie at home. I went to bed around 11:00. At some point during the night, I hear him come in the house. From the banging and talking to himself (something that he does when he is drunk) I quickly figured out that he was drunk.

About five minutes after I heard him enter the house, my bedroom door opens. I look up to seem his standing in the doorway. He is shirtless, and has nothing on his feet. He belt was undone, and his jeans were open at the fly and showing the top of his white underwear.

I said, "What's up?"

He said nothing. He simply hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his jeans and underwear and shucked them down to the floor in one motion. He stepped out of his jeans and walked four steps to the foot of my bed.

I said, "Are You sure?"

Again he did not speak, he simply nodded his head and then kneeled on the bed, pausing a moment before leaning over to rest his upper body on his elbows. His head was planted into the mattress.

I needed no further encouragement. I climbed out of bed nude and reached for the bottle of lube I keep in the night stand beside my bed. I stood behind him with a raging hard-on. The only sound in the room was the click clack sound of me rubbing a lot of lube all over my dick.

I took a step forward and he jumped slightly as the head of my cock made contact with his pucker. I grabbed his narrow hips with both hands and held him in place as I slowly pressed the head of my cock through his super tight sphincter. He grunted loudly as I popped his hole and sank all of my fat cock inside him. I had to tighten my grip on his hips as his natural reaction was to try and move away from the pain. I held him to my crotch for about thirty seconds until the pain started to go away and his hole adjusted to my girth.

I began to fuck him slowly, but I soon determined that I would not prolong this fuck because by now it was obvious that this would be a "dirty" fuck. Clearly, he is not aware of how a good bottom prepares to be fucked.

In less than a minute, I had him completely open and was fucking him with strong deep strokes. out of curiosity, I did quick "reach around" and found that he was indeed rock hard. I wanted to make this good for him so I pulled out and flipped him on his back. As I re-entered him, I angled my cock up, trying to hit his prostate with each stroke. Perhaps out of embarrassment or defiance, he still would not look at me as his eyes were close tight and his head was turned to the side. The only sound he made was grunts that were in perfect sync with the down stroke of my cock in his hole.

I soon felt the my orgasm approaching and I did not ask, rather, I told him, "I am going to cum in your ass"

With this announcement, he finally opened his eye and looked directly at me. At the same time he reached between his legs and began to aggressively stroke his cock. With one last, deep thrust, I let go, and shot a huge load deep in his hole. As I shot, I felt him tighten his hole around my cock. As soon as I was done unloading, he began to spry his chest and stomach with his own cum which came out in very thick globs.

As soon as he appeared to be done shooting his load, i slowly pulled out of him and went to the bathroom for a towel to clean up the mess. When I came back in the room, he was curled up in the fetal position.

"Are you okay?" long pause.

"I am better than okay... thank you... I know that we need to talk... but I am not ready for that yet... is that okay?"

"Sure, whenever you are ready... but can we go back to being friends again?"

"I would like that"

A few minutes later he left my bed for his own.

Recognition

Went to the Hockey game on Saturday night. Stopped at a pub near the arena before the game. I saw a guy there who sometimes sits next to me at the game (he shares season tickets with a group so he is not at every game). We had made small talk about the team during previous games and he seemed like a nice regular guy. He is about 6', and I guess weights in the 230 lbs range. He also wears a well groomed full salt & pepper beard. I guess him to me in his early to mid 40's.

The pub was crowded, and he was about 4 feet away from me. When we first made eye contact I nodded my head hello, and he raised his beer in return. A few minutes later, I noticed that he was still looking at me... did not think much of it at that point and continued to watch the pre-game program on the big screen. About five minutes later, I happened to look in his direction again and decided that he was clearly staring at me like he was trying to recognize me from somewhere. I figured that he simply forgot that I have the seat next to him. I made my way over to him and re-introduced myself. He said, "yes, I remember". I thought this response was rather odd since he was looking at me like in did not remember.

We made small talk. The whole time he continued to look at me strangely. I was starting to become uncomfortable. Perhaps he sensed this because he then said, "forgive me but I think I may know you from somewhere other than the hockey game. May I ask you a personal question?' I said sure. "Are you on-line anywhere... I mean do you have a profile on XXXX?"

I hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yes, I do". He said,

"So do I, I am XXXX on there". I did not recognize the name. "I think your screen name is XXXX".

I said, "Yes, that is me... I am sorry, have we chatted before?"

"Only briefly, as I recall, the chat sort of ended once we determined that we are both Top"

"yeah, that happens"

The scary thing is that I was sure that I had not shared my face pic. If I had, I would have remembered him because I only do that when it is a sure thing we are going to hookup and only after I have the other person's pic first. I remember this guy from a previous hockey game, but not the fuck site. I suspect someone whom I did share my pic with may have shared it with him. I chose not to pursue how he recognized my any further... after a stressful week at work, and home (Crossed The Line... Rape), I just wanted to have a good time at the game.

It was about game time, so we walked to the arena together. All during the game, his knee stayed pressed to me. I made a couple of attempts to give him room until I realized that the touching was intentional. We had a very good time drinking a ton of beer and watching a very good game. It was neat sitting next to another guy whom, like me, one would never guess likes to burry his cock deep in another mans ass... but you know that he does.

After the game, I offered him a ride home since I had driven to the game. He accepted.

During the 20 min drive to his apartment, hardly a word was spoken. When we arrived he asked if I would like to come up and mess around for a bit. I said nothing... simply parked the car.

As soon as we were inside his very nice apartment, he turned to me and we started tweaking each others nips. Next came the kiss. Wow, dude was a killer kisser. I was instantly bone hard. I reached between his legs and found that he was the same.

We broke apart and undressed ourselves.... still no words were spoken... I had no idea where this was going.

When I dropped his boxers to the floor, out sprang a hugely fat 7" cock with miles of foreskin. Since most of my sex is all about me being dominate and Topping the other guy, I don't often get the chance to suck a really nice cock. Consequently, my knees hit the floor and I proceeded to give this guy the blow job of his life (according to him afterwards).

I sucked him strong for about 10 minutes, being sure to give plenty of attention to the sensitive head under the foreskin. He was leaning against the wall and moaning very loudly and would periodically force my head off him to keep from shooting his load.

After a few close calls, he pushed me all the way on my back, got between my legs and proceeded to take my rock hard cock in his mouth. At the same time, he reached up and tweaked the hell out of my nips. At this point, we were in the zone. I held the back of his head and fucked his throat hard (which I could do for days in this position cause I rarely cum on my back). At the same time he was tweaking my nips and grinding his fat cock on my leg. It was totally hot, and lasted at varying tempos for a good fifteen minutes.

We then trade position and I once again got to suck his fantastic cock, only this time, the foreskin was full of pre-cum that tasted so good. I nearly came at that point, but held off. I once again kept swirling my tong over his sensitive cock head. He was loving it, but he went absolutely crazy when I started licking his balls. His ball sack had that sweaty/musky man smell which also almost made me cum. He was moaning very loudly, covered his face with his hands and tossed his head from side to side.

At this point we had been at it for about 45 minutes and I was ready to cum. I stopped sucking him and moved up so that my knees straddled his head. Again, with out a word, he understood completely that it was time for him to swallow my load. He opened his mouth wide, reached up with his left hand to work my nips, and began to stroke himself with his right hand. I lowered my fat cock into his mouth and then began to fuck his throat slow and steady. I continually went all the way to where I could feel his throat around my cock head and then pull nearly all the way out before going back in. This guy can suck a cock! It felt incredible, and with him working my nips I soon was at the point of ejaculation. I said nothing. No warning at all. I intentionally kept the same even pace. During this suck he had had his eye closed... totally in the zone of the experience. As soon as the first blast of my cum hit the back of his throat, his eyes shot open wide... He began to buck and he picked up the pace of his stroking. The Second and third blast happened on the up stroke so they filled his mouth. The fourth and final blast happened on the down stroke and that is the only time he gagged, spilling some of the cum out of the corner of his mouth. As I was pulling out of his mouth, he swallowed the reset of my load and then a few seconds after that, I felt the first blast of his cum hit my lower back. I have to admit that his load was much bigger than mine, and it seemed to last forever. I quickly licked up the thickest globs of his cum that landed on his stomach.

We laid on the floor together as he came down from his ejaculation high.

He said, "I needed that"

"yeah, me too. Damn, you came a lot!"

"Well, it has been five weeks since I have had sex due to work and the holidays"

"I am glad I could help"

"Me too, I have never been sucked like that"

"Dude, you have got to get out more"

"Yeah, I think so too"

I got dressed and left. The whole way home I was kicking myself for not keeping my camera with me. That shot of him with my cum dribbling out the side of his mouth was priceless.