First Fuck of 2010

And here we are: 2010. Weren't we supposed to be colonizing Io by now? I just dunno. So, before I get into some boning, I have to make a few profound-as-you-want-them-to-be type comments. First, 2009 wasn't all that bad. Yes, I know a lot of people lost their jobs (I quit mine), their 401k's, their savings and even their houses. Yes, I realize a lot of celebrities died (RIP Brittany Murphy). But no one in the US was starving on the streets, crushed in an earthquake, blown up by Mohammedans or any number of horrible events which BTW DID happen around the world. So, pleeeze, let's put things into perspective, eh.

As for me, 2009 was pretty cool on a personal level. I spent half of it in Europe, which was definitely a growth experience for too many reasons to go into. But one thing I am very grateful for 2009 is I finally got to hear songs I had not heard in some cases over 25 years. Why? Because although I searched and scowered the internet and music sites, I could never find these particular songs, NAMELY because I didn't know what they were called (or in 2 cases, the artists). But because Europe has different search engines than the US, I was finally able to find them. And here they are:

1. I heard this one when I first arrived in the US as a young lad, but only once and on the radio, which didn't announce the name of it when it ended. Since my English at the time was limited, I could only make out a few words of it here and there; and some of it was WAY off. I was pretty sure it was by the Pet Shop Boys, so I'd try and google it along with some of the phrases (I remembered "get to heaven" was one line) but in the US the same hits would always come up; their song "Heaven" and "Domino dancing". I even listened to samples of what I thought was ALL their songs (no easy feat, since they made a LOT of crap). But lo' and behold, on a European search engine I was finally able to come up with:



Next, the cheesiest of my selections, yet heavy with sentimental value. I heard this at a club in Mazatlan Mexico back in the 80's as I was on my way with some random chick to feel her up in the dark-room (good times). It's a lame song, but it's a tune I could never get out of my head and never knew who it was by. Once again, the European search engines spewed forth their bounty and gave me:


And lastly, and this is possibly the most obscure and thus miraculous, as a tyke living in Ethiopia at the time, I remember one night at a performance of folkloric dance I heard one of the most beautiful songs I had ever heard in my very young life. Once again, I didn't remember barely any of the words (or even understand most of them) as I was more mesmerized by the dancing and spectacle of it all. Yet the sophisticated melody and composition (which rivaled if not surpased Beethoven's "Ode to Joy"...and I'm willing to argue this point) haunted me throughout my life up till this last year. And I finally found it; an obscure tribal dance that probably only a handful of people had ever heard outside Ethiopia. God bless the internet.


OK, now on to some less etherial subjects: the bone dance. After the initial euphoria of the new year wore off, the horniness soon set in. I knew there would be a host of out-of-towners visiting assorted relatives or friends in the area. So, I went on adam4adam and did indeed find a flight attendant staying at a hotel near SFO. I agreed to meet him, and it turns out he was a thuggish Puerto Rican (BOY do I have a thing for Boricuas) with a long uncut dick and SWEET ass (well, you be the judge, since I took both these pics with my cameraphone. The first was before we started, the second as you can see is after I thoroughly wrecked that hole.
Right after I got into his hotel (he was waiting for me butts up on the bed in a jockstrap as per my command) I let him suck me for a little. Then I moved behind him, noticed the lube and profos he had out on the dresser and put one on the long-ranger. As for lube, he'd be getting "natures choice". I slid my cock inside him and pumped him doggie. Although he was very toned and inshape, he was a bit shorter in stature, which allowed me to lift him up, throw him down on the bed, move him around as necessary etc. Finally, I got on top of him missionary and said, "I'm gonna cum. You want it in the face or in the ass?" "In my face!" he said expectantly. I repeated, "What? In the ass?" more of a statement this time. He moaned, "yes, in my ass." And I let lose and banged his boy pussy until I came. I got two rounds off with him, and all in all, a GREAT fuck. Nice guy, too. As I'm writing this, I MAY have another bottom come over, which may influence whether or not I go to the Underwear party tonite as planned (not worth paying the money to go if my balls are empty). More to come.