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January 29, 2005
The Phoenix
New Orleans is crowded already for Mardis Gras which means The Phoenix is crowded, too. Next weekend is the final one but I won’t be here for that. Carnival is early this year, doesn’t coincide with Spring Break (thankfully) and it’s pretty cold, so the crowds aren’t what they normally are. Still, it’s pretty gaddam good!
I got there around midnight as usual and was surprised that the downstairs looked like a regular Friday night. Upstairs was a little more crowded but by the time I left, around 2:00, it was really packed.
I didn’t waste any time. As soon as I went into the bathroom I was pinned against the wall by a very hot, hairy, bearded fireplug-type in a leather vest. He had a nice fat dick but wasn’t really interested in having it played with. We made out for a while and got into some nipple play. His were prominent and thick—easy to find in all that fur. His mouth moved down to my neck, then my nipples. He was leaning over to get at them, so I had to let go of his cock. It didn’t take him long to move on down to suck me. He was good but I could tell what he really wanted.
He stood up, we kissed some more, then he turned around and guided my dick into his hairy ass. I loved the feeling of his butt hair rubbing against my cock. I wanted to make it last longer but he begged for my load. He got a big one, too. It was dripping out of him after I pulled out. I grabbed some with my fingers and he licked them clean.
I went back out to the bar for some air, thinking I might even be done for the night. I drank a bottle of water and reconsidered. I hung aout around the benches, played a little with some guys and was rude to a couple of arrogant gay ’jock’ types. (What a joke that subculture is!) These guys might be used to people clearing a path for them in their world but things are a little different in a place like this. I mean, we’re all in a dark room trying to get off, right? None of us are all that.
I returned to the bathroom and squeezed my way to the back corner. I started playing with a tall guy in a filthy jock with his t-shirt up around his neck. He was a good kisser. I was covered in sweat and he loved licking it. He wanted my piss but I couldn’t oblige. He really got into eating my pits, which must have been pretty rank by that time. He said he wanted somebody to shoot a load in them so he could lick it clean. A tall, hairy long-hair joined in and so did a smooth, short muscle-guy. the guy in the jock sucked us all but he kept looking at me while he did it. The muscle guy bent over and sucked the man in the jock and I fucked his ass. It was really tight but I managed. He finally left after getting himself off. Jock-man licked the long-hair’s balls, helping him while he whacked off. I shot on the hippie’s balls so the jock guy could eat it.
Then I needed some fresh air. Getting out of the packed bathroom was a real challenge.
Not bad for a Friday.
Ric is planning a small party for tonight but it seems to be falling apart. We’ll see.
Posted by HighStrungLoner in Sex at 5:08 PM
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