November 29, 2005

Threesome

A guy (I’ll call him BLT.) had been persistently sending me messages on Manhunt. Even though I wasn’t interested, for some reason I had made a note that he wanted to “learn to smoke.” Sunday night, two weeks ago, he sent me a message while I was chatting with the boy. The boy thought BLT was hot. I told him to set up a threesome and give me the scoop. He has to know every detail of what's going to happen when he hooks up and I just like to let things develop, so I let him write the scenario. We agreed to meet here at my place the next night at 7:30. So far, so good.

The boy got to my tiny studio apartment around 7 and filled me in on the details: They would clean each other out and put in butt plugs. BLT would suck us off while we smoked cigars. Then I’d fuck and fist BLT. Simple enough. BLT was late and got here at 8:15. He came in, unpacked his stuff and stripped down to his jock. Good-looking guy, but not what I go for. He had nice stems, though, even if he thought they were too skinny. He was a little chatty which didn’t bother me much. Then he and the boy played with each other’s dicks a bit and kissed. Hmm. The boy and I have never kissed, not even once. He’s said he only kisses people he’s involved with romantically. I let it pass and suggested that they get started cleaning each other out.

We all went into my tiny bathroom. I have absolutely no interest at all in enemas. (In fact, I’m kind of repulsed by them. I don’t even like cleaning myself out.) I stayed until the boy filled BLT’s bowels with water from the shower shot and I managed to escape before he had a chance to expel it. While BLT was on the terlet, the boy came out and was practically jumping with glee. “Isn’t he hot!” he whispered, “Boyfriend material!” He didn’t do much for me, really. I initiated this in the first place because the boy really liked him. I had already turned him down a couple of times.

We went back in and BLT was still sitting on the toilet. The boy and I took turns standing in front of him while he sucked our dicks. (The boy jumped in first, of course.) BLT was really, really good, too. The boy interrupted my blow job by getting into the shower and showing BLT how to insert the hose and run the water to clean him out. I left again. They each took two turns. I sat on the sofa. I could hear the boy telling BLT to hold it in while BLT was groaning. It seemed endless.

Finally, they came back into the living room to insert their butt plugs. Now, this isn’t a favorite of mine but it’s something I can get into. And I tried, too. No such luck. I wasn’t even addressed while they were doing it, even though I was sitting right there next to them.

After this v-e-r-y l-o-n-g process was over, the boy sat next to me and BLT knelt in front of us. Thanks to the miracle of psycho-pharmacology, my dick was still hard. Man, he was a stellar cocksucker. He obviously loved doing it, too. After maybe two minutes, the boy started motioning me to have BLT start on his cock. Damn, boy, give me a minute! I let him suck me for a while longer, then moved him over to the boy. Eventually, the boy told BLT to ride my dick while I sat there smoking a cigar. (Note: This is the boy’s favorite position. I like it but I don’t love it.) The boy blew smoke in BLT’s face and he quickly turned his head away. He also tried sticking a cigar between his lips but BLT said to take it away. (This happened three times over the course of the night.) His hole felt great on my cock for those couple of minutes, despite the distractions. The boy lifted BLT off of my cock even though we both seemed to be enjoying what we were doing. That, I think, is when I just gave up. It was 11:15. I lit up my first cigarette in almost three years

The boy went into the bathroom to take out his plug and I sat with BLT. I told him I was tired and starting to fade. He agreed. The he went to the bathroom and I said the same thing to the boy and told him that BLT said he was tired, too. Nonetheless, when BLT came out of the bathroom, the boy asked him if he wanted to take some more water and maybe try a bigger plug! HE SAID YES!! I was floored. Hey youse guys! My apartment is only one room and I said I was tired!! That means WRAP IT UP!!!

I was so angry that I wasn’t sure I could control myself and not come off like a bitchy, jealous queen so I said nothing. Consequently I, the host of this little debacle, sat on the sofa and stared into space while my guests spent two more hours with enemas and ever-larger butt plugs. I remained calm but inside I was fuming.

It was almost 1:30 when they finished. The boy practically broke his neck getting dressed fast enough so that he and BLT could leave together. I was thrilled to finally walk them to the door and lock it behind them.

I was angry for days. More about that tomorrow.

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November 28, 2005

SEPTA

The Philly subway in Center City on a typical weekday evening. Nice, huh? Later tonight someone will be sleeping on that piece of cardboard.

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November 9, 2005

Man of the week

Here’s the rest of him.

January 2007 update: Turns out this picture is of STEELguy on BigMuscle.com. I'll post pictures of him soon. So this calls his face picture into question too. Beats me.

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November 7, 2005

Man of the week

My favorite face on ManHUNT. I love that thick neck, too.

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November 6, 2005

Perfect for your next fetish party

From an AOL profile:

Hobbies & Interests: guys, sex, sex, cars, and having as much fun as I can also into roleplay, fetishplay, humiliation

Occupation: love servicing Tops w/no recip too truckers, leather, married are all kool too

Personal Quote: i do balloon decorating for work

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November 5, 2005

Muscleman at the baths, Part 2

The Muscleman’s room was down two floors and he was in a hurry. We stopped in the doorway of his room, dropped our towels and started kissing. A bunch of guys cruising the halls stopped and watched. We got into some tit play and he nuzzled my neck before moving his mouth down to my nipples.

We moved inside and closed the door and he sucked my dick. He was very good. His handsome face looking up at me for approval made me even harder. My balls were licked clean. Then back up to my nipples and mouth again. His long, fat, uncut cock was very hard.

He asked me to get the toys from his bag and he got on all fours on the bed. I found two very big dildos and a large butt plug and laid them on a towel. I asked him which on he wanted and he picked the fat single-ended one. I grabbed a handful of Elbow Grease and lubed him up, putting a load of it on the toy, too. His hole was pretty tight. After I got the head in it was slow going. He was inhaling poppers, probably good European ones, too. He kept telling me to push. He was so strong, that, when he pushed back onto it, I had to brace the flat end against my chest and use my whole torso to push forward! Eventually he swallowed it to the molded balls, I fucked him with it for a while. Then he said, “Pull it out and fuck me, Daddee.” (I had to stifle a laugh because of his accent.) He slowly expelled the dildo.

I'm only 5' 4“ and Muscleman was huge. I had to stand behind him on the bed with my knees bent a little to fuck him. He was quite opened up by that time and my dick slid right in. I fucked him really hard for a long, long time. I liked the position after a while. I could lie on top of him, reach around and twist his big nipples. The room was fucking hot, too. I was really sweating. It was dripping off of me onto him and then soaking the bed. Between furious periods of plowing, I would rub my cock head on his hairy hole and then plunge in deep. He sounded like I was punching him in the stomach. Muscleman was really vocal. ”Fuck me, Daddee! Seed my hole!“ And I did. I hadn’t shot a load for a week at least and he got a lot of my dirty cum in his guts. He squeezed hard with his hole to get all of it. I pulled out and he rolled over onto his back. I stuck a couple of fingers in his ass and brought it up to his lips. He licked the cum from my fingers. He cleaned my cock with his mouth and we kissed again, sharing the grease and my load with our tongues.

He bent his knees and used the pillow to raise his hips, showing me he wanted my fist. I removed my ring and greased up again. I started with two fingers and quickly had all four up to the knuckles. Muscleman said to push hard and I did. His hole swallowed my hand to the wrist in an instant. His sphincter was tight on my forearm the whole time as I pushed slowly inside him. His colon felt warm against my hand and with every hit of poppers he did I felt his heart beat. I got two fingers through his second sphincter and pressed on slowly. Then he asked me to pull out quickly. There was a little blood. He was glad that my seed was getting quickly into his bloodstream. We took a very short break. I enjoyed feeling his muscles and beautifully hairy chest. What a fucking beauty he was.

Muscleman repositioned himself on his hands and knees again and said he was ready. I used both hands to stretch his hole wide before I jammed the right one of them back in completely. This time it was easier. I quickly got back in to his second ring. We both pushed hard and I got all five fingers up to the knuckle. It was resistant and I couldn't quite get through. (He must have muscles in there, too!) We were almost there but he had to rest.

It was time to find some other men to fuck this pig.

Bed time...more later.

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Mumia, we hardly knew ye

Where he belongs. C’mon, folks, the guy is so guilty. Looks like even his supporters don’t care enough to carry the banner home.

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November 4, 2005

Muscleman at the baths, Part 1

I recently listed myself on Bear411. The boy said the men were friendly and I figured they’d at least be more likely to be the kind of kind of men I look for than the guys on ManHUNT or M4M4Sex who increasingly tend to be the young and the hairless. I was right and so was the boy.

This incredible man chatted with me the very first night I was logged on to Bear411. I looked around the apartment to make sure there wasn’t someone else there who he was really chatting with! There wasn’t. He said he was interested in meeting Daddy (that’s me) at the baths some night, taking a lot of loads in his ass, including mine, and then having me push them in with my fist. Sure thing! But wait…there’s more! Then I get to pick out and/or approve the other guys who fuck him. He has a particular interest in getting a hand past his second sphincter. Men have picked me out for this a lot, ever since I posted a picture of my arm buried to the shoulder in JoeyFF’s ass. (It’s a pretty spectacular picture. I’ll post it soon. Still, as good as I am at fisting, it was Joey’s talent more than mine that made it happen. And, truth be told, it was ultimately more of an interesting than arousing experience.) The muscleman messaged me again that Friday night and asked if I would meet him at the baths in an hour. I agreed but I said it was doubtful that we’d get rooms at 11:45 on a Friday night. We exchanged mobile numbers so we could figure out what to do if we were roomless. I suggested we could just come here and he thought we should play in the group TV lounge. Hell yeah!

There weren’t any rooms when I got there and I completely forgot to call him. While I was changing in the locker room there was an announcement on the P.A. “Gentlemen, the man you have all ben waiting for has just checked in.” I just knew they had to be talking about him.

I went up to the lounge on the fourth floor, sat on my towel and tried to jerk it to a frustrating porn film. (One of the guys in the movie put out his cigar before he started having sex. How silly.) Within five minutes Muscleman came in, wearing a towel. I swear to god everyone gasped in unison. He was H-U-G-E and beautiful, much bigger and better-looking than his pictures. It was astonishing. He walked right over to me, said “There you are!” and gave me a big kiss! Then he grabbed my arm and said, “Come to my room,” in a French accent! As we left I could feel the other guys in there—not an ugly bunch by any means—staring daggers into my back. As we walked to his room I asked him how he got a room. “I used my charm,” he replied. I bet he did!

I’m really tired now but I promise to finish this tomorrow. It will be worth the wait. Night folks.

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Fidelphia

Philadelphia Water Department building pass.

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November 3, 2005

Aberzombie

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November 2, 2005

Fake music

From gay.com chat:

Chatter 1: “birds do it... bees do it.... even educated fleas do it...let’s do it, let’s fall in love!”.... ah, whatever happened to romance and love Cole Porter-style?

Chatter 2: that was just music for a play, it was only imagination to begin with, not real

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