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August 7, 2007

Muscles

I’ve been visiting Atlanta for over a week and, as I said before, have been concentrating on posting many years’ worth of my photos on flickr. I’ve also been having lots of sex. Between the fact that I’m still considered “new meat” here and that there are more gay men here per capita than in San Francisco, my head is spinning. I’ve been taking full advantage, believe me. Last night was one of the best, not just of the week, but ever.

As everyone probably knows by now, I really like guys with hairy chests and faces. I’ll do without the body hair in a pinch as long as it’s not shaved, though. Consequently I’m rarely attracted to Asian or black guys. (Before anyone starts name-calling, I said “rarely” not “never.” I’ve had lots of fun with all kinds of men. In fact, just before I left Philly I got together with a nicely hairy, fun and very cute guy of mixed-asian descent. I’m hesitant to write about it for a couple of reasons and certainly not because we didn’t enjoy ourselves.) Anyway, there’s an “Ethnicity: Mixed,” sort of Asian-looking guy on Manhunt who was being very persistent. His pictures are OK, a little hair on the chin of a nice face and very smooth. He isn’t what I normally go for so I kept putting him off because, being new in town, something more like my “type” would eventually show up. (Wow. Did that sound arrogant or what? Trust me, I know that if I lived here, the honeymoon would be over pretty quickly but it’s sure fun being popular while it lasts!) Late last night/early this morning I found myself sitting at the computer with an unusually persuasive erection and he messaged me again. “I want to serve you with both of my holes.” Sure thing! He was parking his car outside and dialing my number within ten minutes!

I went out to meet him. First of all, his face was stunning. I could tell that from 20 feet away as he walked toward me from the parking lot. As soon as we got inside his mouth was on mine and his fingers were playing with my nipples. I don’t know how but I think he took his shirt off without removing his tongue from my mouth or his hands from my chest. Holy Mother of God! What a body. His upper body (He hadn’t taken his pants off yet) was just about perfect and his dark skin showed it off so very nicely. Broad shoulders, sexy traps, punchable pecs, all in a perfect v-shape. I recovered my thought processes enough to stutter “Let’s go upstairs.” On our way to the bedroom I made sure he noticed the sling in the living room.

I removed my shirt but I didn't have time to take off my pants or adjust the light in the bedroom before he was naked, kissing me and grabbing my crotch. I didn't even have time to see what the rest of him looked like, not that it mattered. With no help from me my pants were unzipped and my dick was in his hand, then in his mouth. He held the head in his throat, even with the PA in, without missing a beat. All I could do was moan.

I managed to get my pants and shoes off as he moved to lie on the bed, hanging his head over the edge. He grabbed my hips and pulled me to him and I bent my knees a little so my dick would go right into his mouth. I fucked his throat while he ran his hands over my already sweaty chest and belly. Then he’d reach around the small of my back and pull me towards him, keeping the head of my dick in his throat for a long time. The PA didn’t seem to bother him at all.

He flipped over onto his stomach with my dick still in his mouth! That’s when I saw the ass. The picture in his profile was nice but it could easily have been someone else. His butt was beautiful, not very big but perfect for its size with the slightest bit of dark hair. I almost forgot he was sucking my dick! Almost.

He changed position again, on his back with his head on a pillow, and he motioned for me to lie on top of him. Umm…no problem! We kissed in a way I can only describe as violent as he ran his hands over every part of my torso. I spit into his mouth. My hard dick was pressing against his hole. Then he used his knuckles to press deep into the muscles of my back, moving his hands slowly up and down with each press. He was massaging me! It felt so good I collapsed on top of him. He continued. We could have stopped here and it still would have been worth writing about. But we didn’t.

He suggested we move to the living room. Actually, he said, “Let me get in the sling and you can put that cock in my hole.” There was nothing I wanted to do more ever in my life. We got up and I finally got to see the whole package, naked and in motion, from the front and the back. He was sheer beauty. I’m not exaggerating. He hopped into the sling and was, of course, perfectly positioned without having to adjust himself. (Maybe he’s a former member of some Pacific Rim gymnastics team or something. Or a robot.)

I wanted to make sure I felt everything so I didn’t use much lube. He was tight so I entered him really slowly with the PA on the side of the head so he’d feel the bumps. (Usually I try to put it in first.) He felt them and moaned—just the reaction I was hoping for. I slid all the way in and held it there for a minute. Then I started slowly pulling all the way out and pushing all the way in. I did my usual thing of pausing to feel the hair on his hole to scratch the head of my cock and then plunging in hard. He looked me straight in the eyes the entire time. He adjusted himself and used his legs to pull me close and pushing his ass into my groin. I was about ready to shoot but I didn't want to let go yet. This felt too good.

When he let go I pulled out for a second. He was dripping. I put my dick back into his hole and started pounding hard, making sure I pulled out enough for his hole to stimulate the head of my cock. I slammed his hole hard until I was ready to shoot. It took a while and it was really torturing me but i finally shot what felt like a giant load. He squeezed the last drops out of me and pulled me close again with his legs. As he ground his ass against me I bent over to kiss him and he began massaging me again! His knuckles felt amazing in my knotted muscle.

I pulled out and began some serious ass play. I managed four fingers of both hands at once but he resisted one whole hand. I wasn’t sure how far to push him and he didn't ask me to stop but I did. We kept at it for a long time and I got him nice and stretched, though. When I was massaging his prostate with four fingers he moaned and said “Daddy, I have to piss.” I told him to let it go and I aimed the stream from his uncut dick to cover his muscular stomach and chest. I scooped some up to refresh the lube, too.

Then he stood up from the sling and pushed me back towards the sofa. I sat, he kneeled. I was already half hard and he got me almost painfully stiff in a couple of strokes. He looked straight into my eyes while he licked my balls and I stroked the hair on his chin. He worked hard on my dick, again, getting me really stiff and really wet. Once more he held the head with the PA in his throat with no effort.

He hopped up on the sofa, facing me, and sat on my cock, again grinding into me, getting me as far inside him as we could. I grabbed him by his lats and started thrusting as we kissed some more. I shot again into his ass and he squeezed his hole really tight as he lifted himself from me. He licked me clean and we were done.

I’m listening to “A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me” from From Under the Cork Tree by Fall Out Boy.

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