Wound up tight, but can't keep it down

Ever since I was in my teens, I've always been "wound up tight" as they say. A lot of people are like that in that when stressed they tense up, especially in the nether regions. And in my case, my anus could crush wallnuts. I remember even back when I was just 16 I'd wake to a very persistent dull pain which felt like I'd just been violated with a broom handle. I'd often joke to myself that I was just fucked by a ghost, because that's how it felt (even though I'd never had sex of any kind in my life, I just assumed that's what it must be like). As the years went on and life became more stressful the pain and frequency of these episodes increased to the point where a few years ago I finally broke down to see the doctor about it. No one really knew what it was, just educated guesses; prostatitis, epiditomitis, or at worst colon cancer. It turned out to be none of the above (although the symptoms are the same). It was all of my own making, since I essentially live the majority of my life "clenched" down there as it were. Thus, when I sleep and my muscles attempt to relax, often they will go into painful spasm just to keep their "clenched" state, which wakes me to severe pains. But now that the problem has been identified, I believe I'm on a path to recovery as I haven't been awoken from the pain in about 3 weeks now since I was diagnosed. PLUS, I got a perscription of "Flomax", which helps to relax the bladder and urethra muscles allowing me to urinate less frequently and more. AND...as a side effect of me not being so wound up and my innards clenched/distorted, I can't keep my boner down. It's almost like I'm 18 again, which is bad since when things are good, I have a high libido as it is. It may just be my body getting used to its new condition and may just change back to "normal" soon. Regardless, it's interesting.

It's also difficult when I hook up, because right after I cum, I get really randy again and want seconds. Yesterday a guy I met online came over. He's a toned guy in his early 30's who is half-spanish/half-italian but has a very thick Spanish accent (almost unintelligible when he speaks in English OR Spanish). Right when we got our clothes off, I could tell he was normally a very hairy bastard, but thankfully he shaves most of his body. He immediately said, "Wow, this is great dude. Just like when I was in the navy." Uh-huh. Nice subtle "plug" there. But I will admit, this guy took it like a champ; VERY masculine, grunted a LOT while I was fucking him, told me to do it harder, faster, more etc, very generous with the "fuck me!'s" And when I came (I don't know if it's the flomax or just my "new" relaxed system, but I am experiencing some earth-shattering orgasms these days too!) I was almost immediately ready for a second round. But the former sailor-boy wasn't, so I was basically left with my hard dick. It will be interesting to see how long this lasts. Either way, as long as it means less physical pain in my life, I'm all for it.

Low drama, high sperm count

I spent most of last weekend and the earlier part of this week fixing up my old place at the behest and incessant nagging of my new realtor. Yes, I have decided that I just don't have the free time or energy to sell my old place myself. And the market isn't very good right now, so chances are it may unfortunately be on the market for awhile (it's already been 3 weeks). And with the exception of the occasional annoying Chinese woman who come to view the appartment then spend the entire time bitching and complaining about how this or that isn't done (there have been about 3 now), there really hasn't been much interest. But aside from being utterly "Po" at the moment, life is very nice. I haven't been doing much boning, mostly because I've been spending time fixing up my old place for sale. But I did fuck that Venezuelan guy at my gym a few times over the past few weeks. Only the last two times I tried (Monday and Weds this week), the environment wasn't very accomodating. Meaning, there were always a couple of relentless old-fat Asian onlookers who refused to leave the steamroom. And the Venezuelan guy didn't help things as he would start stroking his dick for anyone at the drop of a hat. I was right in that he really just got off on the whole "sex at the gym" thing. So, even though he would fondle me and make gestures like he wanted to get fucked, because of the timing, we couldn't do it there. And when I told him we should go somewhere else, both times he gave the same excuse, "Eets getting to late."The second time this happend, not only did I have major blue-balls, but I got really pissed at the realization that more and more old fags (especially of the Asian pursuasion) have been inundating my gym. Add to this, the intelligence level and professionalism of the staff seems to be on a downward spiral. So, on my way out I asked for a "travel pass" as I'm gonna be traveling soon and wanted gym access there. The scrawny 19-year-old Asian kid looked at me like a deer looks at an oncoming jeep. I asked again politely since he was obviously new, by then an older very buffed and NICE looking thuggish Filipino guy who works there came over to help him out. While they were doing that, I remembered I might need to change my credit card info, so asked the older Flip how I should do that. I know this guy understands me, but he is always very brusk and almost evasive everytime I talk to him for anything. So, I had to of course ask twice. He asked me about 3 times what my membership number was, and each time I told him the same thing. Finally he started filling out some form, then said distantly, "what's your new address?" At this point I was getting really pissed off, because he obviously wasn't even paying attention. So, when I told him a third time that I needed to change my credit card info, NOT my address, something snapped. I just thought, "Why the fuck am I even bothering with this place anymore." So, I told the muscle-flip, "Actually, just get me the cancelation papers, I want to cancel my membership." He looked at me like, "whatever. not my problem." He reached under the counter for some more papers, then just set them on the counter and said, "you'll need to fill these out." So, I started to fill outt the documents...until I realized I was filling out an "enroll a friend!" document. I was so incredibly pissed off at this point (blue-balls and incompetence is a bad combination), so I asked, him, "This form says 'enroll a friend'. Is this the form I'm supposed to use for cancelation?" He just looked around briefly under the desk and said, "let me go see if we have some in the back." But before he could break eye-contact I said, "Listen dude, I know how mentally challenging this job must be for you, and I'm sure it was either work behind the desk of a gym or finish your PHD at Stanford, but I've been standing here for 10 minutes now trying to do just two VERY simple things, and NEITHER of them are done. So, to make things easier on both of us, I'll do the cancelation over the phone. And hopefully you'll be to busy figuring out how the lightswitch works to be the one to answer the phone."Then I just turned and left. I coulda been nicer, but just really wasn't in the mood for indifference and incompetence. The whole experience put me in a really bad mood. By the next day tho, I shrugged it off, canceled my membership over the phone and that's that. I'm not "quitting" the gym, as there is one at my work which is free...and NICE. So, it's really just an expense I can do without (and the occasional possibility of fucking the Venezuelan dude wasn't worth $40 a month). And today, after my gym routine at the "new" gym, I hit the restrooms at the park on my way home. There, I got to fuck a NICE 30-something skinny blond dude. He's obviously a computer geek as he has long hippie-like hair in a pony-tail in the back. His ass was NICE and I pounded it with no mercy in the stall until some old guy came in. I could tell it was an old guy and not a cop or anything since he went over to the urinals to do his business (very loudly), plus he was wearing white socks and sandals. After about a minute he finally left, and started pounding the geek again mercilessly, but he was loving it. Finally I came and as I was taking the condom off he knelt down and started sucking my dick again. I let him for a few seconds (easy way to clean up actually) then just zipped up and left. Hey, what you see is what you get when you meet at a bathroom. No pleasantries necessary.And finally, speaking of pleasantries, or rather UNpleasantries, a friend of mine sent this video. It's truly gross, but in a Roseanne Bar singing kinda way.

Multi-boning

Last night was the BBQ of my friend "Hans". Hans is a slender blond 30-something guy from Belgium and lives in SJ with his Ukranian boyfriend. The crowd was pretty ethnically mixed and was pleasant all around. Hans was going from lap to lap talking about his recent trip to Mongolia and offering shots of Mongolian "Chinggis" vodka (yup...he's in one of those "open" relationships). After night fell, most of the guests left, but those of us who stayed took turns in their hot-tub, nekked. There was one other very nice looking guy who also came with his "boyfriend" but was cruising me the whole time and finally sat next to me in the hot-tub. He had a really fat dick, and was making a lot of insinuations about how big he was etc. But then I got out and basically had him beat on length. And later that night, about 6 of us ended up having a nice group scene. Well, sorta nice; there was a big dopey over-weight clueless Asian guy who was really irking me. But it was Hans' party, and I guess he found him exotic. Anyway, I pounded Hans with no mercy and he seemed to love it. I also wanted to fuck the dude who was cruising me, but he made it very clear he was a top and never gets fucked. So, I told him we should share Hans. But the thing is, his dick really wasn't much bigger hard than it was soft. Meaning, nice and fat when it's sagging, but not much bigger hard (which apparently he was having trouble doing). So, bottom line is, it was nice taking the long ranger out and putting all the other boys to shame in the room : )

Tonight was kinda weird tho. During the day I had to do an open house (yup...still haven't sold my old place) and other domestic chores at my new place. I got kinda bored so I went online and a guy I hooked up before asked if I could come over (I'll call him Paulie, because he looks like a balding Paulie Shore). Paulie's pic is VERY out of date, but he still has a nice body so I told him he could come over. He asked if he could bring a friend which I said was OK. It turns out this friend was a loser, druggie "peter pan" wannabe (says he's 22 when he's really 29). I've seen this guy online a few times and never gave him any notice cuz he also says he's a total top. When they got in, I immediately took off Paulie's clothes and he started sucking my dick. The loser started watching and complimenting me on my dick. He says in his profile that he's 10", and sure enough, true to form, he was barely 7, so I got him beat. He kept telling me he wanted to see me fuck Paulie and cum inside him so he could use my cum as lube, and saying how he had already fucked Paulie earlier. I was so revolted by this situation at that point as a) I wasn't going to bareback anyone and b) the thought of sticking my dick where this diseased loser had been wasn't really appealing to me. I walked over and put a rubber on, which apparently disappointed the loser, so he just got on top of Paulie and started fucking him raw. He was doing him pretty rough. I got behind the loser and tried to put my cock in him and he said, "I don't get fucked." I said, "you sure?" and he said, "Not unless you want a black eye." This guy was really grating on me. He kept pounding Paulie and at one point slapped him hard across the face. Paulie stopped and pulled the loser out of him and sat up. Loser just stopped and said, "You gonna live?" Paule nodded and said, "yeah, kind hurt tho." I took this as my chance, so then I leaned Paulie down on his back raised his legs and took over. I made that boy moan like a cat in heat. Loser seemed to be getting off on watching me fuck Paulie, because in a few minutes he started cumming all over the place. All i could think was, "Fuck, now I'm gonna have to get some sterile gloves to clean that jizz up." When I was done, I was in no mood for idle chit-chat and really wanted both of them to leave. Loser's attitude was just not making me feel comfortable. I think Paulie got the hint and they both left shortly.

Even though they're gone now, I feel so unclean. Weird. What can I say?