Full of Bull...

...or rather, Bull was full of ME. As were two other guys at his party. Lemme 'splain: this year's party for Bull's birthday was more crack-tacular than ever! Meaning I saw more guys smoking crack than I'd ever seen there before. I really felt like Jane Goodall (replace gorilla with spider-monkey). But there were actually fewer tweakers than the 4th of July party. And there were some really hot and interesting guys this time too (AND the annoying transexual didn't come either, which was GREAT). However, it really only takes one tweaker to ruin a party. And as a case in point there was one 25-year-old (?) guy there who even at 25 had seen better days; meaning he was probably a very hot 18-year-old, but still trying to believe he is now. The first thing he when he got in the hot-tub was do a round-robin asking everyone how old they were. One Peter Pan wannabe said he was 39, and shortly left thereafter, to which the Tweaker said just out of ear-shot, "that guy's not fooling anyone. MAYBE 49, and I'm being generous. Tee-hee." When he asked me point-blank how old I was, I said, "let's just say I'm old enough to be your second-cousin" followed by snickers from the rest of the tub-ees. The tweaker followed that with, "you have an accent. Where are you from?" I deadpanned, "your mother's vagina." then paused, "Oh, you mean ORIGINALLY. Got it." And the tubbers went wild with laughter, while the tweaker just moved on to more interested game.

After I was thoroughly soaked, I got out and saw Bull walking though the halls. I literally pulled him into the bathroom and whipped out my cock. He smiled, took the bait and started sucking me. Like a trained hand, he reached under the cabinet in the bathroom for some kit he stashed there and pulled out a condom and some poppers. Within a minute I was pounding his ass and he was moaning uncontrollably. After I came, he turned to me and said "are you done?" I nodded and he stepped away from my dick, pulled up his shorts and smiled, "cool." "Happy Birthday" I responded as he rejoined the party. So, now on to my triangular scenario; I went back to the hot-tub and was joined by a HOT 21-year-old kid and someone who was even hotter in my eyes; a 27-year-old white guy with a nice body but more importantly, he was a computer geek and worked for Apple. But here's the thing, we all started talking and it became more and more apparent that the 21-year-old kid, while aloof, was into me. I was into the other guy, but of course, he was very VERY into the 21-year-old kid, fawning and giggling over him. It turned out the kid was only in town for another week, and while he was hot and very intelligent (just transferring from UC Berkeley) I didn't really have an attraction to him, and thought the other guy would be more his speed. As I stepped out, the kid finally came to life almost in a panic, "Are you leaving now?" I responded, "Nah, just overheated. Gonna get something cold." He returned to his aloof self and said, "OK, well don't go without saying good-by." I nodded and smiled...and that was the last I saw of him intentionally.

As I toweled off and headed to Bull's room to bid my farewell, I passed the first tweaker who had obviously missed his calling as a census taker. Without a word, I grabbed him roughly by the arm, pulled him into the bathroom and closed the door. He was giggling and saying, "what's up, dude?" then I pulled out my dick, and he said, "Oh, so I guess I'm supposed to suck your dick." "You're gonna do more than that, bitch" I thought as I pushed his face down to my crotch. Instinctively he started sucking me. I looked around for Bull's kit and it wasn't there. But there was a condom underneath where it had been, so I suited up, spit on my cock, turned the tweaker around and despite his mild protests of "hey, what are you doing? we can't do that. I'm not ready. we don't have lube" etc I eased my cock into his butthole. It slid in and he just held himself there over the sink whining about how much it hurt and that I needed to wait a moment. Then I grabbed his shoulder with one hand, his hip with another and pounded his ass mercilessly. I knew I wouldn't cum; this was just to teach this fucker a lesson. After about 20 seconds his "wait! wait! WAIT!" got pretty loud so I pulled out. He turned around and said, "this is hot! I just need a second." I responded, "we're done anyway." Then pulled my shorts up over my condom-clad boner and unlocked the bathroom door to step out. The tweaker pulled up his shorts and walked out with me and said, smiling, "see you at the hot-tub. I just looked away.

Then ANOTHER white tweaker with a big ass came up to use the bathroom as we were exiting. I thought, "eh, here goes nothing..." and smiled at him. He smiled back and said, "excuse me." I opened the door for him, but then stepped in with him as well. He started giggling, and before he knew what hit him I bent him over and was pounding his butt-- this time to finish and get a load off. His ass was definitely more accommodating and it took me less than a minute to get my rocks off. When I was done, he looked up at me from the sink he was bent over and said, "wow! I totally didn't expect this! HOT!" I smirked then winked, pulling off the condom and throwing it in the toilet. Then I left the party and drove home.

So, that's my weekend. Other than that, I've been boning my regulars, so no "new" pics other than the ones already posted (wouldn't DARE try and fool you guys with recycled pics). One other call for travel advice; next week I'll be in St Louis and the following week in Little Rock, AR. Any suggestions?

Tweakers in the Mist

Yesterday I went to a 4th of July party out in the boonies of Vallejo at an acquaintance of mine's house (we'll call him "Bull"). I met Bull 4 years ago through Sven, at the same party. When I got there, it was a small crowd of about 8 guys including the host. They were all in their early 20's to mid 30's and verey masculine, nice looking, laid-back/chill and friendly. In fact, what really struck me was the total lack of any kind of attitude. And I was caught off guard with the speech patterns of this new species, hearing things like, "Wii was sick for like a minute, till people were like, hey X-box is still a mess." And then came the drugs- every kind imaginable. I was feeling kind of like Jane Goodall at this moment and just wanted to stick around and see what took place, and at first there was a lot of pot-smoking, followed by harder drugs as time went on. Just before sunset, I went in the hot-tub and was soon followed by a few others, including a cute 20-year-old shaved-headed Mexican kid who essentially latched on to me like a little brother for the whole party. Bull came in too, and when the sun went down, the trunks came off and there was quite a bit of underwater groping. When guys grabbed my dick, if I was into them, I'd eventually rub their hole to get the message across. One blond 29-year-old tweaker with a GREAT body/ass was really getting into me and I asked him if he'd be up for letting me fuck him. He nodded and said, "well, I usually charge for that. I'm a professional. But I could go for that right now." Since he was high on any number of chemicals, I had no idea if it would actually happen, but 10 minutes later we were in the bathroom with my dick in his NICE pink hole. There was some moron who kept knocking at the door (rude, since there was another bathroom free just a door away) and the tweaker was getting nervous. So, I turned on the shower to drown out any sounds, but he got really turned on and stepped inside the shower and spread his cheeks for me. I took the signal and started pounding him from behind in the shower until I came. He seemed disappointed after I came, but FUCK! We were going at it for about 15 minutes and people most likely DID need to use the bathroom at some point. What I thought was funny was as I was dressing, the "professional" said, "hey, can I get your number?" I scribbled something illegibly and handed it to him with a smile and left.

By now there were about 20 or so people and it turns out the knocking was some German who was tripping on some "G" (no idea) and when I got out they were lying him down on the floor of the living room to recover. I made my way to the kitchen for some food when the Mexican kid came up to me and said "where were you, bro?" I just smiled and said, "having fun?" He said "Yeah. That hot-tub was a trip with everyone grabbing me like that." I said, "if you liked it, we can hook you up." He flashed a HUGE grin, which I took as "yes, please." I went over to bull and said, "hey, man. That 20-year-old kid really needs to get laid. Think you'd be up for it?" With an absolutely no nonsense tone and facial expression, he said, "yeah. You're coming too, right?" I said, "um...sure". 10 minutes later, back in the same bathroom, the kid and I were taking turns on Bull's ass. The kid had a MASSIVE fat uncut dick (which unfortunately curved to the side a bit). But Bull took it like a champ as we pounded him over and over. I came a second time, but the kid seemed to be enjoying it too much and never actually finished.

After we were done, the kid and I went back to the hot tub (for like the 5th time that night) where there was more groping and socializing. I wasn't up for anymore sex, but it really was relaxing to socialize with this group, with the exception of the only doughey queeny guy there who was really out of place and obnoxious. When I got out I saw a bit of drama going on in Bull's bedroom so I went over. Turns out now he was tripping on this "G" and pounding walls, slapping his hands wildly and even head-butted a poster of his. He's a big guy so people were trying to calm him down, I saw his bed was occupied by two other guys passed out (one of them the guy I fucked earlier) so I pushed them over to make room and signaled to one of Bull's friends to try and get him to lie down. Just as I was making space the doughey-queeny guy sits down on the bed. I said in a very low tone, "hey man, can you give us some room, we're trying to get him to lie down and relax." The queen got up without a word and walked away. We got Bull down and he started immediately snoring and making wild noises. I thought I should call it a night. I went out to collect the rest of my clothes when the queen met me there and snarled, "I'm going to say good by to my friends now, I hope that's OK with you!" I said, "cool. you probably want to stay out of Bull's room tho since we just got him to sleep. He was pretty messed up because of some "G" apparently." The queen continued defiantly, "I'm the one who BROUGHT the "G"!" "We've all been doing "G" for 15 years now. I know my friends." I just looked at him and said, "good for you. You must be very proud." The queen said, "Listen! You've been disrespecting me in front of my friends the whole night!" Then I just turned my back and said, "whatever dude. Not interested." and left. Now it was obvious why this guy was invited, and it wasn't for his personality.

I guess what struck me was how boring these people were in an interesting way. They were "hot", but repulsive. Meaning, I didn't mind having sex with any of them, but I couldn't see having any of them as friends. Except for the Mexican kid (who smoked pot, but didn't do any of the harder drugs). He left with me and said, "are you sure you know how to get back home?" I assured him I did. He said, "well, just follow me to the freeway cuz I'm local and know my way around." I really thought his taking on the role of "big bro" now was so cute. He even texted me (yup) twice to be sure I got home OK. I might stay in touch with him, but since he lives so far out there (an hour drive) probably will be more of a virtual contact kind of thing.

Addiction

Last week was pretty stressful as a couple of substantial bills came for me. Add to this I have been trying to chase down my former employer to pay for expenses on my last contracting job, as well as some other bureaucratic bullshit I had to deal with. So, I was looking forward to the weekend as there was an art/cultural festival up in San Rafael (Marin is ALWAYS a place I admire and I try to take every opportunity to head up there). I met my friends there and had a BLAST. On the way back home I had to pass thru San Francisco and called a former hook-up who I spoke to online the night before, knowing I'd be rolling thru. The odd thing here is he told me we had hooked up before, but I couldn't remember (and still don't). And he apologyzed for his behavior the last time and I told him not to worry (easy to do, since I totally didn't/don't remember). When I got to his address, I thought it would all come back to me...but it didn't. He finally laughed and said, "you don't remember me, do you?" I smiled and said, "sorry man. Not trying to be a dick, but I just got back to the US and had a lot on my mind last time we were together." then I paused for effect. "...that and the chrystal meth. So, don't take it personal." Then I waited for him to laugh, but he just nodded. "I'm only joking dude." I said. And he looked at me and said, "Oh, no problem. Well, that's what my problem was the last time we were together." AWWWWKWARD. "Uh...sorry, dude. Didn't mean to make light of anything" I said, almost rambling. "No problem" he repeated. "I've been clean over 4 months now." "Congratulations!" I said, sincerely.

So, here's the thing, I NEVER hook up with tweakers, stoners or alcoholics if I know about it. Why? Because they are just on another plain and since I don't do, nor have I ever done drugs, I can't relate or connect. What's important to me (i.e. like keeping an appointment we make together) just isn't to them, as they are unaware of time and space during their addictions. Plus, I'm like a "show up and fuck" kinda guy, in that I don't think waiting around 2 hours for the dealer to come, sit through another 1/2 hour of small-talk with them, then watch them all shoot-up, snort or inhale foreign substances until they can deal with life is anything close to foreplay in my book. Anyway, this guy was very sincere and I gave him the benefit of the doubt. We had a pretty decent fuck; no complaints. Until RIGHT after I came (he didn't) and he had a wild expression on his face as I was pulling out of him and said, "Wow! That was intense. But nothing beats having sex on meth." then he started giggling. "I'm really going to have to get used to it." he continued with a tinge of saddness in his voice. While I admired his honesty, I just couldn't deal with that statement. I made and excuse about needing to head home and left. All I could do on my drive home was thank God over and over again that I don't have a disposition or tendency towards substance addiction of any kind. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU.

Today I hit the gym and saw a semi-regular fuck-bud of mine (well, he was before I left for Europe). He's originally from Thailand, but VERY buffed, masculine and americanized (because I'm running low on creativity today, I'll call him "Thai"). He was a bit flustered since he lives on the East Bay and had to go on and on about how he WOULD have called to tell me I was in the area but only had a short time to work out then head to an appointment. I said to him with a very stern face, puffing out my chest and crossing my arms, "Well, dude. You can make it up to me by letting me do it to you in the shower when we're done here." He was seriously taken aback, but I could tell aroused at the same time. He looked around us casually to see if anyone would have heard (I already made the "sound check" before I said it and decided it would be OK). "I don't know...maybe..." he replied with a cautious smile. "Don't worry about it. Just do it." Then I leaned in and poked his pec with my finger in a very serious tone, "I mean it, I want to fuck you in the shower." This time he couldn't contain his smile and said, "OK. Give me 15 more minutes to finish up." I left a bit earlier to prepare, getting my "kit" from the locker so I could suit and lube up and put my towel on over everything (would have looked suspicious walking around with a condom hanging from my schlong in the locker room). Although I mentioned before how in the past 2 years my gym has had a little troll infestation problem, at this time in the afternoon there was hardly anyone around, so I made my way to the shower in the back and waited. Thai came (not too soon for my taste) afterwards and bent over, poking his head out of the curtain to keep watch while holding his ass cheeks open for me to fuck him from behind. It took about a minute for me to enter his hole, get a rhythm going then bust a VERY nice nut. Thai, that was GREAT : ) And just to close, here are two pictures of him from behind (not from today, obviously).

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?