Stealth Barebacked

Here's a cautionary tale that I feel I must share with you, my good readers. In the spirit of the ever-popular ABC Afterschool Specials, I've decided to entitle this story, "Mommy, I think Johnny just put his raw cock in my butt-hole". Before I get into specifics, I'll have to mention what led to this turn of events:

Work-wise this week has been very tedious. The upside is that I just found out today that my piss-ant suck-bucket of a company is going to acquired by an enormously larger international company we'll call "the Borg". I'm interested in the possibilities this acquisition may bring, as well as the stock options I will be able to exercise immediately should I weather the coming storm. Meanwhile, my good friend Muff-Diver from Sacramento came out to stay with me as he is currently relocating back to the bay area. It was great having him out here and I always enjoy visiting him. But having guests means I have to tone down my more "temporary" guests; namely my hook-ups. So, by the time Friday rolled around, I was randy as a jack-rabbit. So, when I got home from work I went online and got hit up by a visiting flight-attendent (often happens around weekends). His online pics were nice (posting them here; reason for this will be apparent shortly)

He made it clear he was up for meeting and gave me his number so we could meet at his hotel. I called as I was ready to leave and immediately recognized his strong accent as Brazilian. I let him know I was up for fucking him, and he asked if I had any condoms. I said yes, I'd bring some, and headed over. When I showed up at his hotel, he looked exactly like his pics (only wearing a towel) and immediately started pawing at me and going for the kiss. I didn't recoil, but I did start moving my lips out of direct line of fire, opting to nuzzle his neck to feign interest. The reality was I just wasn't into sensuality at that moment-- I was feeling far more animalistic. He was very agressive tho and seemed to be one step ahead of me and went for the long ranger which was already rock hard (BTW I swear there is just no rhyme, reason or logic to this, but for the last 3 or so weeks I've been having the most awesome fly-popping erections and high sex-drive. I REALLY wish I knew what caused it; diet? chemical imballance? seasonal change? barometric pressure?) He went down to suck it, and I recoiled, grabbing him by the face and forcing his mouth open. He complied; his mouth wide open and tongue hanging out like he was drinking from a water fountain. I looked at my massive cock and slapped him in the face with it twice. Fuck yeah, bitch! Then I eased it into his mouth and began skull-fucking him, which he loved.

He pulled my pants all the way down and then started getting more agressive again, pushing me on my back onto the bed. Then he strattled me, rubbing his butthole on top of my cock, and in one motion leaned into kiss me again and popped my cock about an inch inside him. I remembered he'd asked for a condom and said, "Hold on, I brought the condoms you asked for" while reaching for it in my pants. And with that he eased me out of himself, grabbed the condom from me, unwrapped it and suited up my cock. I really HATE when guys put the condom on for me, as I'm really creeped out by the thought of their finger-nails scratching my cock or the "snap" that often happens when they let go of the condom. Anyway, he put it on, then started rubbing it really roughly as if to jack me off and keep my dick hard I thought. Then he put some spit on his hand, stroked my dick again, and sat back on it and started riding it. He kept one hand firmly holding the base of my cock while he really worked the shaft and head with some expert boy-pussy muscles. I usually don't like getting ridden, but he was doing a very good job at it-- so good that after about 3 minutes of him wrapping that fuck-hole around my dick, I grabbed his hand away, pulled him towards me, rolled over on him missionary and pounded his hole until I shot a HUGE load, while he jacked off his 6" cock (umm....yeah...sorry to burst your bubble, but not all Brazilians are hung) and came on his abs.

I was ready to pull out and he immediately grabbed at my cock again and said, "let me take care of that for you" and roughly tried to pull off the condom as my dick slid out from his anus. I was really getting tired and annoyed of him grabbing at my dick so I pushed his hand away and said, "that's alright, man. Let me do it." When the long ranger came out of him, I noticed the head of my cock was glistening and bare, and a load of cum was leaking from the Brazilian's hole. Not like I panicked or anything, but I thought I should say something. Then I noticed a small piece of the condom (it was pink) on the rug near the bed. This little fucker had stealthed me! He pretended to want to fuck with a condom over the phone and got me to fuck him raw and blow a load up his ass. That's the reason I'm posting his pics; so if anyone hooks up with him you know what you're getting into (literally). I feel so abused-- so taken advantage of and dirty!!!

Eh....I'm over it.

Caution: open man-holes ahead!

[Rant]

The other day I got a comment from a rather trolly individual asking if posing my bottoms for pics "is really necessary". The answer is: no, phucktard. Obviously, it really isn't necessary. So, why do I do it? 1) It's an ego trip to be able to pose hot guys with their butts up and make them let me take pics before they beg me to fuck them 2) posterity (or posteriority...whatever) 3) I could take random porn pics from the internet and post them here, but then I would invariably have yet another phucktardian (or phucktardesque) comment accusing me of making my stories up. So, if you don't like the sight of guys with their holes open before (and after) my dick fills them up, then please do us both a favor and find some bridge to crawl under and haunt. [/rant]

I mentioned last week that I was on my way to Miami (and Boca Raton). I have to start off on Saturday eve as I was scrambling to get all my errands done, pack etc. I got a call from a semi-regular fuck bud of mine; white guy with dark hair, bubble-butt and NICE pink hole. I really wanted to workout and it was getting late (my gym closes at 9 on Saturdays) but also really needed to get laid. So, I told him I could swing by for a quick fuck, and I got to do just that. Got some pics off him, so here they are:

Next, I went to the gym. I was too preocupied for a very good workout so I ended up just doing a half-assed one and heading to the steamroom. There was one old fat troll there (a semi-regular) and a tall 20-something half-mexican half-Irish guy (I know this from friends) who I see around from time to time playing basketball. I'd never seen him in the steamroom, and here he was naked and doing calesthetics there (to the delight of the troll who was disgustingly salivating over him...have some fucking self-respect, dayum!) I know this guy's friend's aren't gay, so I just assumed he wasn't either. But I caught him eyeing me a couple times while he was jogging in place. I decided to test my gaydar and walked to the last stall of the showers to towel off. Sure enough, he came out and started showing in front of me with the curtain open. He had a pretty long uncut dick (I'd say 8" like mine). I finally coaxed him over to me and he started fondling the long ranger, then sucking me. I reached around and felt his butthole, which he had soaped up just for me apparently. NICE! I got to my kit, suited up, got behind him and eased my dick in. He bucked at first and I reassured him it was OK. He turned around again and I slipped the whole thing in. After a about a minute he bent all the way over and was jacking himself off. Unfortunately, he beat me and came before I got a chance to. I probably could have if I didn't just get laid an hour before, but oh well.

Now, on to Miami: the trip was great. I got to stay at some pretty swank hotels due to the job I was doing there. I had some really good food too (if anyone can tell me why all Thai restaurants serve Sushi there I'd like to know). I noticed that unlike Orlando, where I got my share of Whisky-Tango, Miami is definitely more tropical in flavor when it comes to available guys. The first night I ended up meeting, fucking and crushing on a 20-something Puerto Rican dude (MY FAVORITE); tanned, toned, bubble-butt, 8" uncut dick and very cute all around.

We ended up fucking the first night, fucking, hanging out and getting dinner the second night. The third day I had to leave, but in the morning I got online and ended up "ordering in": the first guy came over at 10:30am and was OK, but nothing to write home (or on this blog) about. The second guy was a white bubble-butt bottom who apparently also did porn (which begs the question: who DOESN'T do porn these days). He was a decent fuck, but as I was on top of him fucking him missionary, I told him I was gonna cum and he said, "Oh no you don't! You're not gonna cum yet!" and WHILE I was cumming I said, "dude, relax I'll get you off." But he kind of killed what could have been a good orgasm. But I was a gentleman and kept fucking him after I came, and he even pushed me over and stratled me to ride my dick while he finally jacked off (on me...which I totally could have done without).

Since I've been back, I really haven't had much luck hooking up either. The Greek kid called me and asked if I was home as he wanted to stop by, but I was unfortunately at work. Another guy at the gym tried sucking me, but didn't let me fuck him, so I just put my towel on and left with blueballs. I'm sure I'll make up for it during the weekend.

Cock Built For Two

These past couple of months I've been pretty fortunate to get in some good double-boning. This last weekend, I was off to visit my ol' pal Muff-diver in Sacramento, since I needed to spend the night and head to my interview there the next morning. I'd been talking to this early 20-something couple for awhile online; one guy looked a younger looking Jason Lee (Filipino), the other guy looked like a VERY young Justin Timberlake. They both lived in SF so I thought I'd pass thru there on my way to Sac. When I got to their apartment complex, it was torrentially pouring rain, which was a bad sign. "Justin" came out in a T-shirt and jeans to let me in. I was floored at how hot he was in person (BETTER looking than Justin Timberlake, if you can believe this). I followed him up to their apartment and noticed as I walked behind him that he was wearing no underwear, almost as if his ass was beckoning me. When we got inside, I saw his boyfriend "Jason", EQUALLY stunning in that he was very muscular, youthful, and masculine (the sole exception being his immaculate and lightened hair).

We didn't waste any time and I started pulling at their clothes to see their butts, and was impressed that BOTH of them had nice sized dicks too; Justin had about 7 and Jason had about 6, but really fat. I was really tempted to say, "Damn! You're really big for an Asian dude!" but held my tongue. I was really feeling lucky to be among these guys. They started kissing each other then Justin knelt down and unbuttoned my jeans to let my cock out. The Long Ranger was one step ahead of them and I had a MASSIVE boner popping out. Justin started sucking me-- Jason started kissing me (I went with it, since I really was feeling lucky to be there) then I pushed Jason down on my dick. Normally I don't like cock worship, but I DO think it's hot to see two guys working on my schlong at the same time. Unfortunately, my cameraphone didn't get the best pics, but...

As you can see, what happened next was I put them both on the bed to get a couple pics of their BEAUTIFUL asses. After I got my dick suited up, I slipped it inside Justin first. He took it well in one try, and I could tell he wanted it as rough as I wanted to give it to him. I stood him upright with my cock still inside him and fucked him standing up while I bit his earlobe (symbolically, not too hard). He was moaning like crazy and his cock sticking at full mast told me he was having fun. Jason stood in front of him and they kissed passionately. He then started rubbing my chest and pulling at my ass to give it additional thrust into Justin. It was SO HOT that I was getting way too close for comfort and decided to pull out, bend Jason over, then fuck his ass over the bed. Jason took it like a champ, but Justin looked sad to have me out of him. He started rubbing my balls from underneath to feel me thrusting inside Jason. I LOVED being inside Jason's bubble-butt, however I also knew it wasn't every day I got to fuck hot young white guys (remember, I live in the SF Bay Area) so I pulled out, pushed Justin on his back and mounted him missionary. I started pounding his pink boy-pussy, and with one clench of his sphyncter I was over the edge and cumming like crazy. After I shot the last of my load, Jason all but pushed me out of him and mounted him next, pumping him wildly for about half a minute until he was shooting his jizz inside Justin's hole.

Justin got up casually and smiled saying how hot that was. I nearly collapsed on the bed next to Jason and we ended up chatting casually for about 1/2 hour. Turns out they are both nurses (but DAYUM, SO masculine). After dropping some hints in that direction, Jason confirmed he would be up for another round, and that's all it took for the Long Ranger to get back in the saddle. I got on top of Jason missionary and fucked him for a good 15 minutes, asking him ever so often if he was OK (I didn't want to wear out my welcome). At one point I looked over and Justin was standing right next to him with his big stiffie (oh yeah, he didn't cum yet). Jason saw him too and started stroking Justin's dick as I fucked him. I lifted Jason's legs with my arms, grabbed his waist and started jackhammering him hard to see if he could take it. Jason's eyes opened wide and he said, "Dude, you're pumping it out of me!" And with that, his fat dick started shooting all over his rock-hard abs. BULLS-EYE! I looked over at Justin, who gave me a horny dog that needed a bone look, so I pulled out of Jason, and Justin immediately got inside him and started pumping wildly until he finally got to shoot his load inside his boyfriend. I watched him do it from behind and it was SO HOT watching all that cum leak out of his own ass while he was pounding Jason.

Unfortunately, even though I fucked Jason for a good 15 minutes or so, I just couldn't cum a second time. Maybe because I was too preocupied with my impending drive to Sac, or the interview. I dunno. I left shortly after and drove to Muff-diver's house. The boy is looking GOOD. He doesn't seem to age, even though it had been over a year since I saw him. We went to get some dinner, then ice-cream (if anyone is ever in Sac, you HAVE to have ice-cream at "Gunther's"). He mentioned he is trying to move back out here to the Bay Area, and I don't doubt he will make this happen if it's what he wants. He's very good at what he does, so I don't think it will be hard for him to get a good job (much better than what he's doing in Sac anyway).

My interview went well, and at the end they asked for references, which I gave them. No news up till now, but I did get confirmation that the salary is FAR less than what I'm making now. At this point, I am willing to take a pay cut to do something I'll enjoy. Life's too short. But I also need to make sure I can pay my bills and continue to put a good sum away. Yup, I'm cautious like that. Sunday I'm off to Miami and still no word back from my former fuck-bud. I'm hoping to hook up with him. Finger's crossed.

Distracted

My good pal Kev-bo from Montreal came over to visit me this week while he did some work-related things here in CA. It was SO good to see him and have him around. He made the entire work week bareable. And since we pretty much know everything about each other, he knows I'm pretty much a randy jack-rabbit and didn't mind if I brought guys over that I wanted to fuck. In fact, lumberjack had mentioned during the week that he wanted to come over, and I told him OK. When I mentioned this to Kev-bo, I even offered to let him watch me fuck him discretely/covertly, but he smirked and then declined. But after I was done pounding luberjack's ass and he left the house, Kev-bo said, "yeah, I heard you two in there. Definitely knew what you were up to."

Kev-bo left yesterday for the next leg of his US tour, so I had a full day of friends and family, culminating in a workout at the gym. The Greek kid saw me and came up to me there telling me he had just got there too, hinting he'd be free later on. When he came over, I got to fuck him TWICE; not surprising for me, but definitely for him, and he came like a geiser this time. Afterwards, during the pillow-talk he hinted that things weren't going well with Persephone back at home and said, "sometimes I wonder what it would be like not to be married to a woman but married to a man." Yup. I give the boy 2 years before he's wearing rainbow-beads and dancing from a float at gay-pride parade in the Castro.

If my ramblings, musings and bonings seem curt today, it's mostly because I'm distracted with driving to Folsom, CA today as I have a job interview tomorrow morning for a job I REALLY want (had to tell my micromanaging jinder boss that I had a doctor's appointment to get the morning off). If I get the job, it will take me to Mexico City and Brazil very often, so I'm really pulling for this (I know I have a love-hate relationship with Brazil, but trips down there rack up your mileage for OTHER trips). Also, for my CURRENT job, I have to go to Miami next weekend, as I mentioned in my previous post. And thank you guys for the comments and emails on what to do while I'm there...and please keep them coming. While there, of course I definitely want to get in some boning, but I'm REALLY hoping to see an old fuck-bud of mine. I'll tell y'all how that works out.

Lastly, here's a guy I did on Friday and took these for you ungrateful bastards : )

You won't recognize the hole, but you will recognize the story, as I fucked him about a year back in SF. (As a sidenote: FUCK! It's been a YEAR now since I've been back to the US). The irony is he now lives within walking distance of my house and SHOULD be a regular fuck bud now. But he's still pretty squirly, so who knows?

Check the Swag

Here's a bit o' trivia; the pic in my profile is now very outdated since I've been hitting the gym very hard, to the extent that I now have a 14" biceps, 42" chest and 31" waist (for you other gym-rats out there, you can do the math and see what's coming next). Since my lats and arms have gotten big, theypush out from each other, which means when I walk with my back straight I have two choices; let my arms flail around, or hold them tight which means they move with my torso. I chose the latter, and absolutely unintentionally have developed a distinct muscle-boy swagger which I never noticed...but others have. At my work, the first person to point it out was the Vietnamese woman who works in accounting. We flirt from time to time, and once I was walking down the hallway as she came at me from the opposite direction and immediately puffed out her chest and started walking like Popeye. I thought she was just trying to be cute. Then a couple of other GUYS started doing the same thing as I walked towards them, and so on. I finally got it, but I don't give a fuck. I just smile back (and wink).

Aaaanyway, why am I telling you this? Cuz I am pretty confident these days, which is really giving me a sense of euphoria at times, and this really spills over into my interaction with people. Unfortunately, this last week I hit a definite dry-spell in that there was just no boning to be had for "perfect storm" kinda reasons. One night I was online and finally did get hit up by this guy who was visiting from out of town. We exchanged pics, I gave him my number and he called:

Him: hey, I'm about 1/2 hour from you and can head over in a few, but...I'm not as toned as you are or anything.

Me: no prob. I'm into all body types. Those are your pics right?

Him: yeah. I'm just letting you know. Oh, and I've been out all day so I'll need to clean up when I get to your place.

Me: uh, sure.

Him: Ok. I'll head over then.

An hour later and 15lbs heavier than his pics, he showed up. I totally didn't care and was glad to see him (he looked like he had a very nice ass under his jeans). When we got to my fuck-room, I started taking my clothes off, and at first he started caressing my chest and abs, now...here's where it starts to get annoying...then he looked at me and said, "are you clean?" I smiled and responded, "yup, absolutely" (*the truth*). Then he said, "really? are you sure?" I replied, "yeah, I'm sure. I give blood every other month and they test before and even give you all your results online if you want to see (*also the truth*). Then I undid his pants and slid his underwear down. He was chubby and obvously had body issues so I left his shirt on so as not to embarass him. I turned him around and started eating out his nice pink hole--this got him going. Then I stood up and put my dick by his face. He started stroking it then said again, "are you sure your negative? You're kinda pale and have no body fat." "Yup, I'm sure." (*I've been fasting for over a month, you pudgy dumpling. It wouldn't hurt you to lay off the malomars and in-and-out burger for a week or so*). With that he turned on his back, grabbed a condom from the pocket of his pants lying on the floor and put it on the long ranger (not too happy at the moment).

I said, "wanna start on all fours?" He replied, "no, it feels best like this." Missionary IS my favorite position, but I was hoping to work into it. But whatever. I lifted his legs, slid my dick in, and he just went wild, jerking his little prick like he was going to cum. I grabbed his hand from his dick and smiled, saying, "Whoa, there little camper. Slow down for a sec." He put his hand back and started jerking saying, "why, I'm getting close." Now I had to muster all my energy to be nice to this guy, holding his hand away from his cock again and saying, "dude, give me ONE minute of fucking before you cum. I promise you'll enjoy it." Then while holding his hand I started pumping, but honestly, it was just to get my dick off. I was ready to cum, and I knew he was going to spoil it so I kept it to myself and just kept pumping and cumming without changing my rythm or breath. After I pumped the last drop out, I said, "I'm ready to cum" and he said, "wait! no! I want you to cum on my chest!" and tried to push me out. I grabbed his waist and said, "No, that's not gonna happen. You're ass is dirty and I don't want shit all over my hand. Just cum right now." And he started jerking his dick until he came, and I just pulled out and went to wash up in the bathroom.

Horrible. But I got what I wanted, at least. And just so no one else has to go through the same thing, here's his online pics (but like I said, he's about 15 lbs heavier:

I'll be in Miami the week of the 17th, so if anyone has any suggestions on some places to have sex, either at a bar, a porn-shop or anything other than a bathhouse I'd be very grateful for the suggestion. Enjoy the week!