True Life Tales

how i met the african

2010-02-06T03:07:00.000-08:00

I first met the African when I was in Kenya the first time, back in June 2008. I was in a small town in the Rift Valley working for a few weeks, working on a particular project with an NGO. The African arrived about a week into my stay, he was there from another organisation to help evaluate the project we were doing. There was maybe two dozen people from different groups based at this community centre

He says he vividly remembers the first time he laid eyes on me, but I cant for the life of me. I dont have a recolection of the first time I actually saw him, people were coming in and out of this place all the time. I know I became aware of his presence in the days after he arrived, but I was so focused on what I was doing that to me he was just another guy on the periphery.

The first time I remember clocking him was one sunny, early morning. It was so early that the air was still clear and fresh, it gets dusty and muggy in the late afternoon heat. Someone had asked me at dinner the night before if I would go with a few of the others to a larger nearby town to help pick up supplies. I was eager to see more of the country and to make myself useful.

The African was standing by a jeep at the front of the compound, talking to another man who was coming along too. He turned to say hello, and I took a good look at him. Same height as I, but slimmer, with long arms and hard biceps tucked away under his shirt. His face was thin, and with his colouring and hair that had was about half an inch thick, he looked a lot like a young Barack Obama.

I didnt spend too much time checking him out though, I was in Kenya working with some serious people on some serious issues, so I wasnt exactly on the hunt. I do remember how clean the bottoms of his jeans were, where everyone else struggled to keep the red dust out of every item of clothing they owned, he managed to look exceptionally well dressed.

He and the other man spent most of the three hour drive arguing about the election violence that had been happening, and I sat in the back, listening intently, trying to soak up all the information, occasionally piping in a thought, but usually being shot down by one of them saying 'But what you must understand...'

The African did not have a Kenyan accent, in fact it was almost an English one, well refined, pronouncing every word with care. By mid morning we had arrived at the depot and spent 30 minutes in the hot sun loading up the jeep. I noticed his muscles flexing as he lifted up boxes, and at one point got a glimpse of the top of his ass as he bent over the back of the jeep. His skin was smooth and brown, lighter than most of the Kenyans I had seen, and with his posh accent I couldnt work out where he was from.

The man who had came with us decided to stay in the town to sort out something or other, so it was just the African and I as we drove back to our village. We immediately built up a good rapport. When he had first arrived he had watched me working for an afternoon, and he told me he liked how I did it. He asked alot about me for a good hour, and we only vaguely skirted the issue of relationships.

As it turned out he was South African, what they call 'coloured,' which during the Apartheid years was a race above 'blacks.' I was fascinated by South Africa and the ins and outs of the country, and he told me much about it, but whenever he talked about his own life and where he lived, he would talk about his friend that he lived with. They way he said it and how he talked about his 'friend' was intriguing, and it sounded just like he was talking about his 'boyfriend' but deliberately not mentioning it. I pressed him a bit to tell me about his 'friend,' who it turned out was a white Afrikaaner, and they had been living together for a few years.

I thought I was just about to get him to spill the beans when we pulled to a stop. We were out in the country by now, and a dozen boys had pushed some crates on the dusty red road, trying to make a roadblock. The African was unalarmed. With an almost apologetic air, he told me to wait there as he sighed to step out the car. Just as he did, he leaned over to my side, just touching my knee to open the glove compartment and pulled out a handgun, which he handed to me.

I was just about to enquire what I was expected to do but he was already walking over to the group of boys, who had lots of sticks and a few knives. I couldnt quite hear what was being said but he had the air of a teacher telling off a group of boys that had been caught misbehaving.

They seemed restless, and I was worried about a couple of them at the side of the road who were keeping out of the discussion, and it looked like one of them was hiding something under his jacket. But after a few minutes of some raised voices, soon the boys were laughing, and the African walked back over as the boys moved the crates off the road. He was grinning like he had just shared a big joke with them.

He got back in the car and started up the engine again and laughed, 'Ha, Kenyans! Always trying to make a buck!'

'What did you say?' I asked him, surprised.

'I told them that this was a public highway, and if they wanted to run a toll road then they would have to show me a business license.'

'And what did they say?'

'They asked me where they could get one!' He was killing himself laughing at this point. Of course they are not allowed to run a toll road.

'And then what??'

'I told them they would have to go to the police station in the town 10 miles west of here to get one!'

Sure enough, as we drove off, they were all heading off west into the setting sun.

'The police aren't going to be happy if they walk in and ask for a business license to run a toll road, are they?' I asked.

He kept laughing, 'Exactly!'

We started talking about his life in Cape Town again, and about his 'friend.' As we weren't far off our village, I decided to ask him,

'So your 'friend,' I said. He turned and looked at me with a grin, larger than the one he had had after outwitting the roadblock kids. I couldnt stop smiling either,

'Is he your boyfriend?!'

He was laughing,

'Ok, you got me! Now you tell me about your boyfriend!'

I was shocked, 'What?!'

'You tell me about your man back in the UK.' he commanded.

'How did you know I was gay?!' I was really shocked, I hadnt said a word to anyone the whole time I had been there!

'Oh please, I could tell you were gay the second I saw you. I used to live in London, you British gays are all the same!'

The first time he had seen me, I had been sitting in a circle with a group of women, who were trying to teach me how to make baskets from beads, and I was trying to talk in my very limited Swahili. Basically we were just having one big laugh.

'You were sitting gossiping with your fag hags!'

'I had no idea I was that obvious,' I said.

He could only keep laughing, and after a few minutes of feigned indignation on my part, all I could do was laugh with him.

That night we sat at the same table at dinner, he put everyone in stitches telling them how petrified I was that a bunch of school boys were going to shoot me up. And later we had a laugh running some games together with some of the kids. The African and I were starting to enjoy stealing lustful glances at one another.

back

2010-02-05T09:10:00.000-08:00

I did something today that brought this blog right back into my mind.

On the hookup website Squirt I saw that there was a college near me with toilets where guys met up, and an 18 year old had posted that he would be there around lunchtime. So today I had lunch free and wandered over to these loos. I wasnt expecting much, just wanted to check it out and see if it was worth arraigning a hookup with a guy there.

It was empty when I walked in, no urinals just rows of stalls, anyone a few inches taller than me would probably be able to see right into each of them. They looked like the ones you would get in an old fashioned boys school. I scanned the empty bathroom, but saw one door closed at the far end.

I went into the stall next to it and closed over the door with a bang to announce my arrival. There was no seat cover so I pulled down my jeans and boxers and sat down, stretching my feet out as wide as I could without it looking really obvious. I didnt want any Larry Craig type entanglements.

I couldnt even tell for sure if there was someone else in the next stall, I couldnt see any legs. I bent to my side as far as possible to try and see under the stall, but couldnt see anything either. I didnt want to give up just yet, and I didnt want to shove my hand under the stall just in case someone was in there for real, so I just waited.

20 minutes later, a few other guys had come in, used the bathroom then left again, and I was pretty impatient by now, whether or not the guy on Squirt who had said he would be here today was in the one next to me or not, I was ready to go. I stood up and bent down to pull up my jeans, stretching my feet out to nearly his side of the narrow stall. An off white trainer reached out to meet my shoe. Result!

I slowly sat back down on the pan, putting my hand out to touch his shoe. He didnt flinch. I moved my hand out to his side of the stall, and heard him move around. After a bit of banging, I saw a face appear at the bottom of the stall, it was young, no facial hair except for a few light patches of hair on the chin. Thin brown eyebrows and a few spots on his nose. I looked down at him, and though that this angle was not going to be comfortable or fun.

Quick as I could, I yanked up my jeans saw him jump back, he was worried he had gone too far. Without buttoning up, I opened my door and banged on his one. It wasnt locked so swung right open. I grabbed the end of the door before it could hit the wall and slammed it shut. The poor boy was stood but crouching on the toilet!

I dropped my jeans and pants again, just to reassure him I was here for the sex and not to stab him. He caught on pretty quickly and stood back on the floor, and moved into me as if to kiss me. I lifted my hands up and held his head, I felt the sweat through his short brown hair, this boy was obviously not used to this. I pushed his head down hard. He kind of squirmed but got the picture and got to his knees.

I was solid and he started slowly licking the hilt of my shaft. I wasnt up for that, so with one hand I tried to pull open his mouth and with the other I held my dick and stuffed it into this 18 year old's mouth. Whatever surprise he might have had, he overcame it and was obliging in sucking my dick.

One hand back on his head, I held him steady as I fucked his wet mouth, the slurping, and as I pushed in further, the choking, was really getting me going. He had both of his hands on my buttcheeks, squeezing and rubbing them.

He managed to get my dick out of his mouth and took some long deep breaths. I slid my hand up and down my soaking wet dick, feeling very close to shooting. I grabbed a tuft of his hair and lifted one leg up against the wall, and pulled his face into my balls. I hadnt showered since the gym so they were sweaty. I havnt shaved them in a while either so they were pretty hairy too, he had to stop a couple of times to pull a hair out of his mouth.

But he sucked them well. I pushed my head back against the cubicle door. It had been such a long time it was great just to enjoy a good blowjob. I closed my eyes and imagined the sun was beating down on my face as I lay on a beach, well it would have to be a private beach I suppose.

I had enough of wanking, was ready to cum. I looked back down at this boys face, his eagerness at working on my balls, I noticed how his eyes were closed smoothly, not wrinkled. There was no lines on his forehead, his eyebrows didnt look scrunched up. Whether this was a first for him or not, he was enjoying himself.

I tried to think back to my first time, but at that moment I couldnt quite picture it in my mind. But I pulled his head back and slapped my dick against his mouth His eyes didnt open but his mouth did, and I pushed it back in mid length. This time he did all the work. 30 seconds or so later I warned him in a whisper 'Im going to shoot.'

He kept on sucking my dick and wrapped a hand around my shaft, working me closer. I had both my hands on the top of the cubicle doors and bit by bottom lip as I shot. It was quite a bit, and he kept his mouth clamped around my dick as it filled up with my cum.

I felt such a release, and a sly smile appeared on my lips.

He continued to suck it, but I gently pulled it out of his mouth, he moved back and I pulled up my jeans. I opened the door and left as quick as I had barged in, without a parting word or look, my last image of this boy was him sitting back up on the toilet seat, a splash of my cum dripping down his chin.

He stayed in the cubicle as I stopped in front of the sink and washed my hands. I looked at myself in the mirror, there was a look of calm pleasure. I enjoyed that blow job. Just a quick, one off, release. I suddenly though about this blog, and how when I kept it I would be right on my computer typing it up. As I left the bathroom I started to think about how I would describe the encounter I just had. I started to think about everything that has happened to me over the last 18 months or so since I stopped posting.

As I walked back home, I thought about how I would describe it to you, Mr S, Mr G, the African.

Im not a teenager anymore, and Im not sure if the slut label would apply now, others may want to judge that.

I still have true life tales to tell, many of them. So if your up for it, maybe I'll tell you them?

Nick

one-week-and-a-bit stand

2008-08-03T05:45:00.000-07:00

Just got home after a week and a bit up at Si's.

It was good, really good. Incredibly relaxing. We went swimming very morning, then would go down to the beach if it was warm or the park and just sit for hours and talk. Then at night we would watch movies or play his Xbox or have sex.

We both knew it couldnt go on for ever. I have to go to Brazil for two weeks for my work, im leaving wednesday and have a shit load to do before then, which is why I came back!

Will give you a run down about my holiday with Si soon, but basically it was like a mutual one-week stand. We didnt decide anything or make any firm commitment about each other, so basically we are at the same place we were at before. Nowhere really.

I dont know, it was a good week and I needed some chill time. he is a very, very good chil buddy. I do care about him, alot, but we need time to work something out...when im in the country.

bar fights continued

2008-07-23T05:59:00.000-07:00

The streets were cold and black and orange in the still of the night. I had left the bar blocks behind but now was when my own troubles started. I kept thinking oh god what have I done. I punched the man I love. Then I shouted at myself no I don’t love him, I hate him. I couldn’t decide, I couldn’t remember how I had felt about him before then. I think one way then I see or speak to him then I I think another. He has a power over me. I don’t know if its his words or the potential I project on him but either way im addicted to him, or at the very least the idea of him. And I was in such turmoil because with one punch I had ripped away any shred of potential that there even could have been left.

I sat on a bench. I was so worked up I couldn’t even work out where the fucking bus stop was. All I could do was smoke one fag after another, tap my foot and rest my chin on my chest.
After a time of doing that I brought my phone into the equation. Nothing from nobody. Was that bad or good. Should I call him? Why hasn’t he called me? Why hasn’t anyone from the bar called me? What the hell happened? I started going through my text inbox, and stopped as I came to the last message from Si:

‘well go fuck yourself then.’

It had been nearly two weeks then since we had spoke after all that shit went down. And I had no idea if it was forgiven or forgotten or what the hell was happening. But I could think of no one else to talk to, no one else to turn to. He was probably the worst person to call that night. I had so many others I could have, my best mate for one, but it just didn’t enter into my mind. All I could think of was Si, and all I could remember was that first night we got together, the way we danced so long and the way we held each other at night. I thought there must be something still in that. Those feelings cant be forgotten, even after the rollercoaster that we had been through.
I called him and he picked up. I spewed words down the phone. I was shaky at the beginning, but then I got stronger. As I relayed what was happening and what I had been feeling the last few weeks, more started to come out. I hated the fact that he had left me for Garry. It upset me completely. After Manchester I had this image, this idea that we were rock solid. That I had screwed up but there was something between us worth fighting for. And I felt hurt when he didn’t understand why I had to go to Africa, but then again I understood why it hurt him. I got how he was feeling about me and about how we were getting back on track until I had gone and thrown the spanner in the works, and oh god I was sorry. And oh god please don’t tell me you love Garry.

I thought it was raining. I said on the phone oh god its raining now. But I looked up and there was nothing. My shaken hand touched my face and I felt the tears streaming out of my involuntary eyes. I could not stop this avalanche of emotion. But it fell into place. This was why I had been feeling so angry recently, this was why I was feeling like everything was falling apart and that I couldn’t cope. I had never thought that I could be in the wrong with Si. I couldn’t countenance that version of events. Yes I had gone off with my ex in Manchester, but did he not understand what my ex, what S meant to me? Did he not get it?

Just then the whole thing appeared to me from his direction. I saw myself as he saw me. Someone false, callous, uncaring, but with this capacity to love and to care to others, but not to show that to the ones I did love. To never compromise or to give in, to see love as a battle, as a war that lasts until one gives in to the other or until one flees the battlefield.

He must have listened to just my tears on the phone for excruciating minutes. I wasn’t even sure if he was still there I heard nothing to indicate that he was.

He got me to calm down though, and he was exactly how I wanted him to be. Garry didn’t mean a thing to him. I was right, he said, he was just there to hurt me, to make me suffer for what I had made him suffer through.

‘But despite all that, Nick. Despite what you put me through for months. I still feel the same way about you that I do when I came to change your lightbulb. I still feel for you what I felt for god so long before I even had the guts to say anything. Theres things I want to say right now, theres things I want to tell you but I only want to say it when im sitting with you, when I can tell you what I want to say while I can touch your face and hold your body and smell your skin and wipe your tears that your crying.’

I stumbled and stuttered and the tears were only interrupted by the sniffs.

‘Don’t say anything. That place is obviously stressing you out to fuck. Come away for a few days. Come up here and stay with me for a while. Clear your head. I don’t want to hear about your work. Its temping you can easily not take a couple of shifts for a few days. Come up tomorrow morning, I’ll meet you at the bus station and we can go to that diner and talk this thing out.’

I nodded. That was what I needed. I said to him though:

‘what about…him.’

‘hes on holiday right now. I don’t know ive not heard from him the last week or so, he wont answer his phone or his texts. I think hes got someone new. Don’t worry about it man.’

I made my way to the bus stop, it’s the last one in the town before you get the bridge over the river to the other side of the city. It felt like the last bus stop on the road to nowhere. I felt that was where I was going. Deep into the dark with only a vague knowledge of the route. I got on and went to the back, and as we drove into the night I thought about all the things you guys said about Si. And you are all right. As you usually are. As you are about the doctor and about how I should feel and act. But I cant do it. I cant hate Si. I cant even hate the doc. At that moment I got a text from one of the people who I was with at the bar:

‘everythins kl now. Big Jamie jmpd over frm the bar and kikd that wankr out, we sed he waz threatenin u man! And Jamie added £40 on2 his bar tab and gave me da cash to giv to u cuz we kept sayin how he stole it frm u man!’

I couldn’t help but smile. Not just at that, but about Si. Can you make a relationship happen after so many false starts? After so many things that would have blown up any other relationship? Can you make it happen when you are starting from a position of having almost no trust in the other person whatsoever? What is meant to happen? I have another good month before I can move back to where he is. I don’t know if it can survive another pause. Maybe we just don’t start anything for another month. Does he even want that I don’t know. What did he want to tell me? I can guess but what would I say. I don’t know if I love him. I swore that I would repeat that mistake of telling the person I loved them when I didn’t. I hated him two weeks ago. I hated his living guts. But then I hated him two months ago, and then just after Manchester when he would understand what I was going through. Im not as strong as I think I am. Hes not as bad as I thought he was.

Everything can change, everything has changed so much in the last few months that we have been together or not. I don’t know what I want to happen, but sitting on that bus, I knew one thing for certain. I knew how I felt about him then. Right then, I knew how I felt, and I could picture exactly what I wanted to say.

‘Thanks for saving me again.’ I texted as the bus rumbled past the doctors flat.

bar fights

2008-07-22T14:04:00.000-07:00

I was probably as angry and pissed off as I have ever been the other day. I was still, still fuming about the doctor and Si, and I had a shitload of pressure with my work. Not to mention all the stress of my day job as a cater waiter who sold his soul to make some money. I had been doing dishes in a café all morning. It was pure hell. The café was one of these local council run things so it was a tip and the staff were a joke. There was a whole toodoo about a gas leak and there was all this stress and blah. Drove me mad. Then I had to sit on the bus for 1 hour and a half, with 2 of the freaks I was working with back into the city. I was 30 minutes late for a meeting with my other work, but only 2 others turned up out of ten expected to come, so I had to do all the work in the meeting.

I was pretty mad, I don’t need to recount every detail but by the time we had finished our meeting (me still in a kitchen porters boiler suit rolled halfway down) and actually come up with what we wanted, one of them thought we should go for a celebratory drink. Great idea I thought.
Turns out they wanted to go to the LGBT centre, which is a like a gay café and bar thing. Its where me and the doctor had our first date. For some reason I don’t like the place. The first time I ever went there was with the doctor, and Ive only been a couple of times since. The place is kind of pretentious and full of pricks, but then again that’s the people I work with!

We get there, and who else is there except 4 of the other folk who should have been at the meeting. My rage levels peaked up again and a drink just got me simmering. Half hour or so later who decides to turn up with his little wanker mate. The fucking doctor. If I hadn’t had just swallowed the cider in my mouth I actually would have spit it out. Instead I kind of sputtered and choked then had a fit of coughing, making me incredibly obvious to everyone in the bar whereas I mite have got away with sitting in the corner and the doctor not noticing me. I kind of slouched all the way down in the chair to hide behind the glass but for some reason it didn’t work and he seen me. He walked along the room rite to the opposite corner, watching me all the way as my head slowly followed him. He bednt down to say something in his mates ear then turned away from me, in that deliberate way that made me feel completely insignificant. I wasn’t that involved in the conversation at my table. I don’t really like any of the people I work with in this particular project. For one their professionalism always seems to be lacking, and they pretty much coast. Someone has an idea and they all coast on that one rather than look at it critically and come up with the best course of action. Not that the ideas they have are all that great to begin with. So I accepted drinks as apologies and continued to secretly spy on the doctor. Not really spy seeing how he knew where I was and him and his mate kept talking hushedly and looking over there shoulders towards me.

I wondered what they were on about, neither of them seemed happy and neither of them seemed happy at me. I began to feel incredibly akward and out of place. I had never felt that this place was mind or I belonged to it before, and even less now that the doctor had come and pissed all over his territory.

They were huddled over their drinks like two Nazis in a 1930’s Berlin bar, and I was the one Communist still brave or stupid enough to show their face, and the those thugs were working out how to best beat me to a pulp. My mind imagined the place as the bar from Cabaret, and I saw this one fat, skin head bull dyke jump on a table and belt out that song that Liza Minneli sings at the beginging of the film. It made me laugh to myself, but that was a mistake because that was the moment that the doc and his mate look back round at me and I was sitting their smirking to myself. Not good.

It was like that had resolved the doctor to get up firmly, down the rest of his pint and march over to our table. Hes 25, but looks and acts much older, whereas the average age of our table was about 17, the mental age about half that. But the good thing was as the doctor marches over, the folk im with stop their laughing and shrieking and give the doc the collective look that a gang of hard ass schoolgirls gives a geek that tries to chat up the leader of the pack.

I felt supported.

He looks at me, tall and ginger and with that northern irish accent that you could just as eaily imagine wearing a big orange sash and screaming obscenities at the pope. Before he can even open his mouth to say anything, I stand up, grip the base of my half empty glass and say:

‘you owe me 40 quid you bastard’

And hurl the half pint of cider square across the table. It was like slow motion as his mouth opened at indignation at what I had said, but unfortunaltly it was a large target for the cider. There was a lot of it, so it got splashed his entire face and half way down his shirt. A good thorough soaking.

No body else apart from the people around our immediate corner noticed the harrumph, but my table did. They looked at me, then looked back at the doctor, who continued to look at his wet self. I didn’t move from the spot. In fact I was frozen in the same position with my arm holding the glass outstretched.

I kind of muttered an oh oh. The doctor wiped the drink off his face with one hand.

‘you little bitch.’

That fucking got me. His hand smashed across the table and he grabbed my t shirt with his fist. This made my crew of school girls jump up and go a little mental.
‘get your hand off me and give me back my money you prick!’ I yelled, and the school girls jumped up and down giving a chorus of get off him! Give him back his money!

I did a pre emptive strike and smacked him rite in his wet face. I kind of shocked myself as a red smudge appeared on his face and grew into a blob which started streaming down his face. He looked as shocked as I did. His mate over the far end of the room saw what was happening, as had a few others he must have known who flew over to our corner. The school girls made a kind of human wall between me and the bloody doctor and his mates. Insults flew and the squaring up started. The doctor and I exchanged glances through our walls of support, I kind of apologised with my eyes, he considered it, considered a truce and trying to calm the situation, but he turned away and let it fall to pieces.

I very skilfully escaped from the bar. As soon as I got out I leaned against the wall with relief and lit a fag as all hell broke loose inside.

doctors fees

2008-07-12T14:11:00.000-07:00

I got home last night from a long, dull and tiring shift at work. In my pyjamas I went online and checked my email. There was a strange one from the Doctor. I hadnt spoken him to him since the last time he emotionaly fucked me over.

The email was a mass one from his 'secret' address. Remember he is a closet case, so all the addressees who it was being sent to were a bit dodgy too, all hot boi this and spunky that. So the email said that he was getting a new one and if we still wanted to talk to him then we wre to add the new one on msn. I just automatically added the new one. As soon as I do, he pops up and says hello.

I was a bit taken aback. I didnt really want to get drawn into a conversation with him because I knew i would end up looking like the idiot. He keeps prodding though and asks:

'So what are you doing?'

'Ive just got home from work, im in my pyjamas and im having a cup of tea.'

'sounds nice, why dont you come down to mine?'

'why dont you go shuv ur head up ur arse?'

'lol, ill drive up and get you, come on I really want to see you tonight, so horny!!'

He only ever drove up to get me once when we just started going out, and he would drop me home. Everyother time when I even said two words about him driving me anywhere he would go on about how I was taking advantage of him!

For some reason I couldt say no to spending the night with him. well not particularly him, anyone would have done. But he was familiar.

20 minutes later his car pulled up, and like I was on autopilot I walked out and into his car. I get in and smile, greeting him warmly. He kind of sniffs and says:

'you couldnt have had a shower before you got in my car? jeeze we'll have to do something about that, and your clothes still look like shite.'

This is totally and utterly him. He is a snob, a total upperclass prick. I wanted to get out the car right there and then, but we were already driving. Instead I just lit a cigarette and put my feet on the dashboard. He talked on the way down and I answered vaguely, wishing against hope I had never agreed to come. We got to his flat, got in. I sat on his bed and he took of my clothes. I sat there and looked at the wall while he sucked and bit at me.

I lay back on the bed in a haze of nothing. I felt like a cheap prostitute as I watched this man ravish another from somewhere outside the window. I dont even remember, or care to what exactly happend. The next thing I know the room is dark and he's snoring away. I lay there, stiff and bleak. Unfortunatly naked.

I silently slide out the bed and find my clothes from around the room, unmoved from where they lay. Putting them on, I see his mobile amongst the debris on the floor. I pick it up and watch him. I had reached that stage where I found the person's personality so repulsive that their looks dont even matter. Scrolling down, I delete my nymber and all traces of me from his phone.

As I bend down to tie my boots, I see his wallet on the chest of drawers. realising I might have missed the last bus home, I open it and strike gold. There was £40 stuffed in there. A flash of a smile splashed over me, if it were daylight you would have seen my cheeks fill with colour and my eyes gleem with vibrant dastardlyness!

If I felt like a cheap hooker when he pumped me, I might as well reap the benefits. In an instant I stuffed the money in my jacket pocket and rushed out the flat, my laces still flapping as I wished down the stairs.

I ran along the street because I wanted to. The melancholy of the night ten minutes earlier had been replaced with a feverent, childish delight at the sheer viability and versatility of my own spirit, or it might have been because of petty theft, but whatever it was, I felt better.

My elation carried me to the bus stop where I just made the last one home.

As I sat right at the back, alone on the upper deck, the adrenelin subsided and I still felt that hole inside me. I didnt know how to fill it. Cock hadnt helped, but at least I now knew to stop looking in the direction of the doctor.

how to be pissed off

2008-07-10T14:41:00.000-07:00

Si has been calling every day for the last week. His call the other day when I left the sauna was typical of them.

He calls ME, then when I answer he shouts ‘hello? HELLO?’ as if he’s terribly busy and always on the phone to people much more important me.

‘Hi.’ I roll my eyes. ‘Whats happening?’

‘Oh nothing, nothing…you?’ He pauses like always. I can feel that he wants me to ask about Garry. He is absolutely bursting to talk about him, I can feel it. As I said before I don’t want to engage in the subject. I have no problem with them going out or shagging, I wasn’t going out with either of them and had an incredible shag with both of them, at the same time, so I have no real problem with 2/3 of a very successful threesome continuing to enjoy each others company, especially when I was in fucking Africa.

We spoke no real words about nothing in particular, but I could hear someone in the background. The thought of Garry went through my mind. Si was trying to ask me something in a roundabout way, but it seemed like someone else was telling him what to say. I cut him off,
‘fuck sake Si either put him on or spit it out.’

‘can we use your flat to fuck in?’ he really did spit it out, and I spit out my fag and spluttered.

‘whats wrong with yours?’ all his flatmates were girls, and he was telling me how all their boyfriends were round all the time, and he didn’t want to bring Garry back because they also thought that me and him were still seeing each other, and he didn’t want to seem like he was cheating on me.

I really did not know what to say. I didn’t have a problem with them fucking, but i wasn’t a hundred percent cool with doing all that, just to make Garry and Si’s life easier, and to make Si look better than he actually is.

‘Nick, are you there? NICK!’

‘yeah man whatever, do what you like, you usually do anyway.’

And with that I hung up. Not the most mature but whatever I really wasn’t in the mood to duke it out with him.

2 days later, I was working at the café at the bus station, which is a cheap little place that does an amazing fried breakfast, but you don’t want anything else from it. The people that work there are the type of folk that have been working there for a hundred years, so you have to work to their ideas because bringing in new information or techniques would just blow their minds.

Si had spoke to me the day before, and I told him where I was working the next day. In fact I told him I was working the next day to get him off the phone, then he asked where and of course I had to tell him. He said he really wanted to see if I was ok. He wanted to come down anyway to shop so would come down tomorrow. I was like you can do what you like im fine mate.
So the next day Im working at the café, at the kiosk bit right on the concourse. It was mid morning and fairly busy. Would have always have a couple of customers there as I dolled out ‘coffee’ and cans of juice.

Im pouring ‘coffee’ into a polystyrene cup when I see him approach the kiosk.

‘Hi, hows it going’?

‘Im kind of busy here, Simon, what can I do for you?’ he looked injured. I really didn’t get his problem, I reckon he was angry because we had started getting close again and then I had gone off to Kenya for a month and left him high and dry. OK, but he doesn’t understand that I need to be in a relationship where if I need to go to Africa, I need to go to Africa and that’s the end of it. I guess he felt doubly injured because of what happened in Manchester then he thought I had got one up on him again with Africa.

I was liking him less and less.

‘You know what’ I said before he could say anything, ‘you can stop dangling garry in front of me and just get in with it that will be £2.50 please luv because I am really fed up with listening to you trying to justify what is going on, just do it and leave me right out of it.’

‘with all we’ve been through, your just going to throw it away?’ he asked. There were four customers now, I was still serving but they were certainly aware that there was a scene about to erupt. I didn’t care about that right then I just wanted to sort that boy straight.

‘I didn’t throw it away you are the one who is messing around with someone who was vulnerable and needed support not a fuck. You are just doing it to get one over me because of what happened.’

‘well if you handnt gone off with your ex in Manchester we could have avoided all of this! You don’t even know how much you hurt me, I had liked you for so long…’

I shouted because I was absolutely fuming: ‘ YOU never said anything about that for months! How was I meant to know you wanted to be with me when you don’t even tell me? Am I meat to read your mind?? You obviously arnt over what happened in Manchester so why the fuck did you tell me you were??’

There was a bit of crowd gathering.

‘well I was till you fucked off to be a fucking hero in Africa you selfish prick!’ I was shocked I couldt say anything, the scary thing was he seriously meant that.

‘I cannot believe, I CANNOT BELIEVE that you put yourself, you put your sex life over Aids orphans, you are a wanker, you know nothing about the world and you know nothing about me. So quit sniffing around me and trying to make me jealous or whatever fucked up mind games you are trying to pull.’

He got stared at by the customers in the queue. It was the knockout blow and he slinked off giving me the finger. I was fuming, there was more steam coursing thru my veins than there was in coming out of the coffee machine.

I served the remaining customers, one said not to worry, that we didn’t seem right for each other and the other guy was lovely, he asked a bit more about what had happened and I explained a little more about what had gone on. He said that Si obviously had some deeper seated problems than made the relationship impossible to begin with, and I should be proud that I was doing good work, and what was he doing with his life? I agreed with that. People can be lovely sometimes!

I looked at the clock, 6 hours more to go, I didn’t want to be around here any more it was making me so frustrated. I found the manager and said I had a family emergency blab la, had to go. I bought 20 fags, sat on a bench, smoked one after the other and tried to think. I texted one of my mates and she came into the city and we went for a coffee before I headed home. I got a call from garry I was on the bus, I just answered and said ‘go fuck yourself.’

So I felt better. I have to learn how to cut loose from things quicker.

Spoke to this hottie from the net last night, kind of cheered me up. He wanted to meet me and eat my ass out then work it over with his fingers. I was like ho yeah!! He had two days free, today and tomorrow, but both are shit from me. We had like ten different times arrainged but things kept coming up, mainly for me. And he couldn’t accom because his boyfriend (!) would be home soon. The only way to meet was at the sauna, but I really didn’t feel like going back after only just over a week and paying another £10 just for him to eat me. Although he says he can have me over next week with his boyfriend for a threesome. We’ll see if it happens, could be fun! Although threesomes can have unintended consequences!

the work partner

2008-07-05T03:47:00.000-07:00

My new temp job is in hospitality, and as you can imagine there is always one, usually a majority, of gays in the workplace. They are usually hot, but Im not attracted to them. Mostly because when im at work, im in work mode, in that I focus on the job in hand and do it to the best of my ability, idle chatter and flirting pisses me off.

My work partner came about last saturday when I was working a big massive wedding at a gorgous 5 star country house. It was the owner of the hotel whoes daughter was getting married, so the service was expected to be tip top, i expected it to be anyway. The wedding was complete with ice sculputres and a firework display.

the staff there were a rite joke tho. they were all, ALL gay, and the gay hotel staff would stand around gossipping while the managers went around trying to flirt with the staff and get in there pants. really, really unproffessional. One of the managers, Dave, I was running around like a headless chicken trying to find for like a serious problem. I found him eventually heavy flirting with this hot young slvakian guy. I asked him my question and he said he didnt care!

I was fuming. Us temps were workin our asses off while the rest of them stood around doing as little as pos! 5 star hotel! Later on in the night I am polishing glasses and Dave the manager is in the kitchen with some of the rest of us. There is a huge tray full of glasses that has to be taken through to the bar. one of the girls asks him too, and he says 'oh no I cant lift heavy things Im gay.' he had been kind of chatting to me just before than, while continuing not to work. he then said to me 'are you a queer then?'

'Yes' I said, 'but I can lift that tray.'

the worst bit was when i tried to and i couldnt then the girl who had orginially asked just got fed up and takes it through to the bar...with one hand.

So this Dav the manager was banging on about working for the queen for five years and going to the gay bars five times a week and the rest, and he was pushing 30 while trying to get in the pants of teenage staff. He asked me something and I just responded 'oh yeah I have a boyfriend.'

The words were out my mouth and I just thought shit, cuz i dont ya know. But i wanted to say it just to kind of get one up on him. Then I thought if im gunna lie, mite as well make it a good one!

So I painted this picture of my perfect partner. His name is Andy, we met in high school and have been together for four years now. We went backpacking around south america for a year after school, following much of the che guevara trail. We have a gorgous top floor tenememant flat that was left to us by his grandma. We spend out spare time going hiking and camping in the mountains, where we fish and hunt together. He is a training as a nature photographer so is currently on a photoshoot in botswana. When he is off work between postings he is a gym instructor.

By the end of all of that I was a little breathless, the staff around me were hanging on my every word and the manager Dave looked thoroughly pissed!

It was great because I spend the rest of the night talking about my incredible relationship with Andy, and everyone was jealous!

So because im working in lots of different places, 9/10 of the managers or staff are gay, and frankly most of them piss me off. so I bring Andy out and make myself feel better!

I wouldnt recomend it for permanent jobs, but why not have a bit of fun when your not going to be back there? And if you can visualise and vocalise your perfect partner, maybe it will help you find him? I dont think I want a parnter at all right now. I never went on another datre with Big, and Ive stopped texting him back.

The shit with Si has got beyond a joke. This relationship he is having with Garry is driving him, and me crazy. Ive had it out with him though, in a very public way...

but right now im going to bed.

a belated sexmas

2008-07-03T13:37:00.000-07:00

Finally! Some action! Im doing temp work, so yesterday I was making teas and coffees at this lawyers office. It was dead so I got to spend 9 hours having mental foreplay with myself, so by the time I left and headed over to the sauna I was pretty damn horny. In fact during the day, while I was working, I had got a text out of the blue from the doctor.

Not totally out of the blue, the weekend before I had texted him begging to come round and see him, but let me tell you why. Some people I know who were visiting from Canada and Serbia were leaving the next day. I had spent all week with them, but they wanted me to come for a drink with them on their last night. I was shattered but said fine. So we they decided they were done and were going back to the hostel just as the last bus home sailed past the window of the pub. I was not amused about having to pay £15 to get home. Yet the doctor only lives £3.40 away, so I sent him a couple of begging texts…to no avail. I was going to text the taxi driver who gives me free rides when I give him blowjobs…I don’t think ive told you about that yet, but anyway I know a guy who does that, but he aint all that pretty. I told the Canadian guy who I was with and he felt guilty so gave me a tenner.

But the doctor texted me, and was giving me all this babe shit. I replied saying you have to be fucking me to call me babe. Nothing for an hour until

‘can I fuck you then?’

I actually agonised over it for a while, and considered whether or not to give my sauna visit a miss and get a fuck from the doc. But it turned out to be an emotional trap, as it often does with him. I signal interest, in fact I said when and where, he sed tonight, I said ok ill be over straight after work. A little bit later he changes his mind and im left looking like a fucking prick, at least between the two of us.

The problem is there that our relationship was based on winning. Someone had to win the argument or the conversation or the sex. Not healthy at all, but for some reason I have an in built prick magnet, in a good AND bad way.

But I digress. Im there just at half five, It was fairly quiet, I thought there would have been more people coming in after work, but it was a Wednesday after all. I have this thing about saunas, ive talked about it before. To me they just hold this awesome sexual energy, probably because you can have like unlimited sex there. I kind of prefer going than hooking up at someone’s house, yet I do much more housecalls than sauna visits. With going to someone’s house, you often have to travel to somewhere you don’t know, and for those of us without a car that can be a bitch, and the people can be a let down, or the sex can be shite or over in ten minutes, with a sauna, you can literally fuck till your full.

It wasn’t a bad bunch though. I head for the steam room after doing a circuit. Theres two guys to the right on the bench above me, both middle aged but not bad looking. Guy 1 has bad boy (triga) looks, shaven head and shaved pubes. His towel was just covering his cock which he was stroking underneath. I played along, giving mine a fiddle under my towel. Guy 2 who was older and beefier, whips his towel right off at the first sign of group play, but to reveal a fucking tree trunk! The thing was a coiled cobra with a tight silver ring at the base. It rested against his leg, but as the three of us had a bit of a play, each watching each other, it started awakening. After ten minutes or so, we were all hard, and I wanted a bit of both of them, badly. Guy 1 was thick, cut with a good 8” going for him, guy 2 I would be surprised if he wasn’t close to a foot! I wanted to speed things up, but there was an older ugly beside me, so I wasn’t wanting to go down on one of them in the open. I went around the corner of the steam room to a darker bit. No one was there but I was within sight of guy 1. I sank to my knees, pulled the towel around my neck and opened my mouth.

He got the picture, and was over quickly. It was like he didn’t stop walking and just shoved that dick right in my open gob. I loved it. I went mad on the thing, wolfing it down my throat, slurping and globering all over his smooth shaft. We were joined by guy 2 with his cockosauras and inevitably by the older ugly, who grabbed what he could. I alternated between guy 1 and 2 while staying on my knees, they stood and kissed and fondeld each other.

I liked it when after finishing a stretch on the more manageable cock of guy 1, guy 2 would grab my head, try and pull open my cheeks and force his dick as much as he could in my mouth. We played around like that for quite a while, but eventually the heat became too much and we headed upstairs to a room. On the way we managed to pick up another, thinner but younger guy, who packed a punch below aswell. So there were four of us in the room, I was the only one under 40 most likely, the three others were around the same age, but I think they saw me as a young wee slut, which I was quite happy with!

I got back on with sucking guy 1. I was on all fours on the raised mattress while he rested on his hind legs. My fingers found their way to his bare shaved hole, and my mouth encased his juicy balls as well as getting his shaft down me. Meanwhile, the third guy was on all of his fours, and we began to share guy 1’s cock, while guy 2, with the massive dick, as kneeled behind guy 3, lubing up his cock before guy 3 gave a loud moan. Guy 2 was penetrating his hole, and wasn’t giving him much of a chance to recover. It was getting a bit crowded on the mattress, so I gave up guy 1’s cock to guy 3, to let him be spit roasted. I stood and watched the incredibly hot scene.
Guy 2, who was pumping the thin bottom slut, kept looking over at me and motioning me to come over to him. I watched closely as his dick slid with speed in and out of the ass he cradled in his hands. It got me really hard to see this guy have both his holes stuffed with extra large cocks. I put my finger on the top of his ass to feel the friction as guy 2 slammed into him. After a while guy 2 said to me, ‘here son you have a go,’ and he passed me guy 3’s ass. It was really hot to think of them all as uncles or something teaching me the young lad how to fuck. I rolled a condom on as guy 2 pulled out and promptly left the room, he must have came because his condom was lying on the floor. Guy 3 who was being fucked raised his head from his lolli-cock to smile at me as I entered him. I pushed my dick far away inside him as he exclamated. I was facing guy 1, who was smiling at me and winking as if they were too both proud that i was learning how to fuck. I felt like saying, ‘guys, ive had a little experience before.’

But I rolled with it. As I began sliding my length in and out of guy 3’s already fucked hole, guy 1 almost lay on his back to check out my cock sliding in and out. He kept saying ‘oh fuck yeah that’s hot’ as I got into the swing of it and let loose. I slammed my entire body into this poor buggers cunt, raging on his skinny ass with all the pent up sexually frustration of around 2 months.

I didn’t want to cum yet, so I pulled out. Guy 3 was quite thankful of the reprieve. I went to rimming guy 1’s sweet bare ass hole. He was on all fours on the raised mattress and I was on my knees on the floor. I used my fingers to pull it open and get as far inside as possible. Guy 3 floated around, sucking on guy 1 for a while before sitting on guy 1, and leaning over so I had to asses, one on top of the other. I ran my tounge from the balls of one all the way up to the neck of the other, my cock scrapping the holes of both in the process. As I slurped on guy 3’s ass, I got that great taste of rubber and lube that goes so well with hot sweaty skin and ass juices.
There was a good 20 minutes of all this rimming, I had to stop as my tounge almost went numb. I pulled back to wank for a bit and let 1 and 3 got at it for a bit. Guy 1 stayed on his knees, as guy 3 got up and rubbed his dick on guy 1’s slippery salvia’d hole. I thought he was going to put a condom on, but he held his dick and began to slide the head in. Guy 1 reached around with his hand and felt that there was no condom on guy 3. Guy 3 stopped and asked ‘do you want me to put one on?’

Guy 1 replied ‘no, fill me up.’ I could have shot then I swear but I held it in as I got on all fours and inched closer to watch guy 3’s long, raw cock find its way inside that ass. I put my hand on the ass cheek and fingers on the hole to pull it back and get as much of the dick inside the ass slut as possible. Guy 3 would pull out and I would peel apart the ass cheeks and look right inside the hole, spitting a huge gob right inside as guy 3 pushed inside on the return. I put my hands on the ass of the barebacker, pushing him to fuck the barebacked harder and harder. I was mesmerised by the scene. It went on for a long time, guy 1 taking that bare cock. I jumped around, spitting inside his ass, sucking his cock, pulling his ass apart and pushing guy 3 to fuck him harder and faster.

I don’t know if guy 3 shot his load inside the hole, but he pulled out quite abruptly, giving guy 1 a minute or so to recover as he passed me his ass. I rolled a condom on and got my tounge stuck back in there quickly. I could taste the lube, and got a little taste of cum. I thought that after so much fucking guy 1’s ass would be red raw, but the cum must have been the lube for me as it was smooth entry in and a silky feeling fucking his well used cunt.

I fucked him for a while as guy 1 shoved his dirty ass covered cock into the mouth of my ass victim. I pulled out just as I was going to cum, not ready to give up yet. I said thanks boys and left the room.
I chilled for a bit in the Jacuzzi, running threw in my head the hot scene I just witnessed. I really wanted to do it myself, so after half an hour or so, I headed off to one of the rooms. I grabbed a pile of condoms and laid on the raised mattress. I lay on my back, with the door open and my foot on the door. I lubed up my ass as a few guys walking the corridors stopped to have a peak. I then got back on all fours, resting on my elbows so my ass was pointing straight in the air. I kept my foot pressed against the door, so people could come in and use me but so could others, and people could watch, I wanted to share!
I really didn’t care who fucked me, I was so horned up. I took my towel and buried my face in it. It wasn’t long till I sensed someone behind me. I kept my face buried, but my heart was beating like nothing else and my cock throbbed in anticipation, my ass tingling, begging for someone to fill it. I heard a bit of rustling and shifting about, before a heavy hand on my back gave me a bit of a fright and a dick head was slowly pushed inside my lubed up cunt. It was thick but not so long. It felt good though. Sore to start with, but the guy, whoever he was, was nice enough to give me a bit to recover before he started to slide in and out me. He got to an incredible speed that was nearly bringing me to tears of fulfilment! He was at it like a jackhammer for a good long while. I so wanted to look round but I kep my discipline and let my ass be used. Without warning he pulled out and there was a spray of cum that slammed down on my back, right to the neck actually, and a few follow up sprays that landed on my ass cheeks. I wasn’t sure if I heard him pull off a condom or not, but the cum was on my back. There must have been a queue because there was another dick that was slammed into me straight after. I began to moan at this one because it was pretty big, in fact it was beginning to feel like it was tearing me up inside, and my hole needed re lubed. Fortunately he stopped quickly, and I didn’t feel anything shoot inside me or on my back. I was a little disappointed.

It was a strange feeling, not knowing when and what was coming next, so I jumped again when 30 seconds or so later, another dick slowly pushed its way inside my hole that I imagined raw and dripping. I heard other moans in the background, I don’t know if people were watching or it was form other rooms, but I joined them in the chorus.

This fuck was long and thorough. When he was fully in, it was like he was twisting his dick around to create maximum impact. He must have felt the dryness because a cold shot of lube was squirted on my ass hole as he pulled out, then pushed the cold gel deep inside me. This one went on for a long, long time. He kept changing position, as if he wasn’t really comfortable with me on all fours. I pushed the door closed with my foot, and whilst keeping the towel over my face, I turned around to lie on my back. He seemed happier with it as he held my feet up and moved them to the side, penetrating my cunt again. He fucked me for quite a long time, before I felt a shudder and a moan. He left it in for a while, then pulling out and shutting the door behind him.

I lay there for a while, still. The towel covered my face but I was panting heavily. I felt so turned n and ready to explode, although my ass felt really tender. I ventured a finger down there, and felt it wet. I blinked as I looked around. There were three condoms lying on the floor. Cum was in two of them, the other one was empty because he had cum on my back. I put a finger to my back and rubbed it in some of the cum that was then beginning to drip off. As I brought my finger round, I closed my eyes and let it run over my ass very briefly.

I took a long shower after that, and chilled somemore. I realised I had been there for two hours, and had to get going, but still had my own bulging balls to empty. I quickly found a guy who was doing what I had been, lying ass up in a room. He looked round and motioned me to come in. I shut the door. I wanted to get right down to it. He had a cute, hairy ass and I thought he was foreign when I asked if he liked it rough and he just pointed his ass at me. I rolled one on and stuffed my dick in. he began to moan incredibly loudly, then took my hand. I thought he was going to bite it at first but he wanted me to cover his mouth. I got his game. I held his mouth shut, slapped his face a bit too and fucked him so hard that I was sure he wasn’t faking any of that moaning.

I felt orgasm like I hadn’t in a long time and near blacked out as I shot inside the condom. I pulled out and whipped it off, but I still felt there was more to come so I pushed him round and continued wanking, shooting a second and a bit of a third load onto his chest. I collapsed onto him and couldn’t move.

I wanted to leave quickly, but my legs were quivering and I was shaky after such a powerful orgasm. I made my way out though, very, very satisfied and feeling like an utter slut!
Si called while I was on the bus, but that’s a fucking post and a half in itself so just enjoy the lingering thoughts of me on the bus, shaky after a mind blowing orgasm, a cock that had been in three separate holes getting hard again at the thought of it all, and lube, I assumed, dripping out my battered ass!

horny as hell

2008-06-29T16:55:00.000-07:00

I had another date with Big tonight, we went and saw Wanted at the movies, was fuckin amazin film! and we had our first kiss tonight in the cinema, it was pretty cheesy now I think about it. I had nachos, and he said something about my breath smelling after shovling down nacho cheese and jalapenos, so I said well I better kiss you now then!

He is lovley, and our first date was good too, 5 hours actually. We went and sat in the park and went for coffee. However we have a mutual friend, Billy, who i work with and who was an old fuck buddy of Big. Billy is a bit unbalanced at the best of times, but I think us seeing each other has thrown him into a tailspin, even though I called and asked if he had a problem with it before we went out.

Anyway, things are good with Big, but I dont know about Si.

When I spoke to him on the phone the other day, he seemed quite agitated. he told me nervously that he and Garry had fucked while I was away. I said ok, and didnt talk about it after that. Im not sure what to think about it. I cant really complain, I wasnt going out with either of them, and I guess its why Garry handt been talking to me. I spoke to him yesterday, the day after I found out from Si. after like 20 minutes of chatting he told me that he and Si were seeing each other!

I feel alright about it. Si said he had started seeing someone, but wouldnt say who it was. I asked him if he wanted something between us again and he just said dully he didnt know. So whatever, i will wait and see. Im not in the same city as them for the summer so im not going to worry about it.

On a better note I spoke to the hot dominican again! were arrainging another hook up for this week, im pushing to make it a regular thing hes an amazing fuck.

if thats not going to happen im going to have to find someone to fuck, or have a slutty night at the sauna. Ive not had any sex since the 3sum in fucking may. I have two jobs now, and all I seem to do is think about sex while im at it. Getting hard now so going to have ANOTHER wank. this is getting ridiculous lol!

i have a date!

2008-06-25T02:22:00.000-07:00

Im not 48 hours back in the country, and I have a date on friday afternoon!

Just c asually browsing on fitlads last night, not for any particular reason, and started chatting to this guy, we'll call him big, because he is 6"4, or little big because he is only 19, and also because I watched the sex and the city movie and its sooo fucking cool film!

We he gave me his msn, and I was kind of reluctant to go on because it was midnight and I wanted to go to bed! but we ended up talking untill 3am! he is gorgous, in a kind of straight, unconventional way, but has a face i could totally love. Also I think we are twins seperated at birth, he is so into politics and he knows about the world.

If Si has one fault (or many actually but here is one) he knows fuck all about the world. I had to point Kenya out to him on a map before I left (along with telling him the difference between canada and australia). With Si, yeah we could talk for hours, but it was about life at uni, it was gossip or other trivial stuff.

In a three hour conversation with big on msn and text, we covered the political destabilisation of Iraq, the Democratic nomination process and its failings and the ethical-ness of starbucks. We have a really similar sense of humour, including a love for making strangers feel uncomfortable by doing things such as talking loudly about gay sex on public transport and following it up with gestures (even if on the phone).

And Si is still up north, I wont be up there for another 2-3 months, and its not like were a couple couple. I wonder if him and garry got together. I havnt heard from garry, so i dont know how he is. Im kind of worried cuz ive texted him 3 times and called a few, but it seems his phone is off.

But anyway big is hot, and he thinks im cute ;) oh yeah and i got a job and I have another interview monday so i will have da mullah!!!

btw i explained what I was up to in Kenya in a comment to the last post

sorry i was away so long

2008-06-24T15:58:00.000-07:00

Hi dear readers,

When you are making the news you never get a chance to watch the news, and when your living your life, you never get a chance to report on it!

Last time I posted was 14th may, and Si and I were getting closer, and I was confused about Garry. Well not alot actually happened with that, because a week later I was in Kenya, working in a orphanage for children with HIV or whoes parents have died of Aids. I got the oppertunity to go out there like a week and a half before I left on the 20th may, and I had to do it man.

But things were so hectic in moving out of my flat and getting ready to leave for a month, as well as saying buy to Si, garry, and all the others.

That week before I left was a bit strange, Si and I were getting closer, and almost acting like a couple again, he would come round for dinner alot and we would sit and talk and watch TV for hours, wheras Garry was like latching onto me almost. He slept on my couch for like 3 or 4 nights, because he just couldnt face going home.

So there was a strange night, on the night before I left. Garry had gone home the other day, and Si was coming round for a nice dinner with me again, but this time he had insisted on cooking, and it was going to be a 'romantic' type thing, he emphasised the candles he was bringing.

Things were going well, and he had made big hints that he wanted to stay over. He was really happy that I was going away, because he knew how happy I was about it, and I would see him when I got home. Just as we were going to sit down, the bell rings and its Garry. By this time its dark, and probably to dark for him to drive all the way home safley, which in fact Si made that point when Garry came in.

Si was a little ruffled but was ok about it, and dished Garry up some dinner. Thats what I like so much about Si, hes so like me in that way. I was a little anoyed cuz he had interrupted, but i got over it and was happy for him to be there.

The three of us had a pretty cool evening, Garry had some weed so we got high and chilled on the couch, me and Si sitting close to each other on one and Garry sitting on the floor in front, rolling yet another joint and glued to Americas Dumbest Criminals, its quite funny how much of a wee boy he is sometimes!

It was getting late, and we were sleepy from a big dinner and then weed and wine. Si kind of nuzzled into my neck and gently brushed it with his lips, and I got the most intense feeling shoot through me.

I quickly told Garry that we were going to bed, and would see him in the morning before i left for the airport. In my bedroom, i collapsed on my back, and Si got his leg over, kneeling over me and leaned down slowly and we shared an impossibley long kiss.

It got steadily more intense, i lifted my head up from the bed to get further inside his mouth, and my hands pulled on the skin of his back. My legs upped and wrapped around his waist as he responded and pused the boner under his jeans against my ass.

We fooled around, taking each others clothes off and almost locked in each others mouths. We paused a little as a thought rushed through my mind.

"What do you think of Garry?" I asked.

he looked at me for a bit, frozen in his naked crouch, his silver tooth necklace swinging on a black lace around his neck and his cock swung between his legs, and smiled coyly...

"I want you first!" Si said.

So i forgot about anything to do with Garry right then as the thin but muscled frame of Si pushed me down again on my back and lifted my legs as his hardened cock, precum slipping out his piss slit, against my hole, begging for him to enter me. Very slowly and intimitly, he rimmed and fingered me for a short time, before slipping a condom on and pushing my legs all the way back against the wall. Doing that made my hole face straight up to the ceiling, and he leaned over it and spat, and a big gob of his spit dribbled out his mouth and plopped right onto my hole. He did it a few more times, before squirting a large amount of lube onto my cunt.

He leaned over even more, one foot and one knee on the bed, a hand on the wall and the other grasping his long dick. His eyes were focused on my slippery ripe hole, and he pointed his cock at it, and slid down, all the way down. Si's cock pushed any resistance out the way and he got the full length inside. It flet so good. I didnt need poppers or anything. When I want it that bad, i can just take it and it feels amazing.

We fucked slowly and intimitaly, lots of heavy kissing. I love how Si bends over me so you can get the best view of his six pack, with his head close to mine, wet hair from the sweat flopping onto me as he pumped his cock in and out.

After a good half an hour of fucking, things sped up, so neither of us heard the bedroom door open. We fucked for another few minutes untill I noticed Garry standing behind us in the dark, shirtless and unbuttoned toruses, rubbing his dick.

Si noticed Garry, and while pumping me, motioned with his head for him to come over. Garry pulled his trousers and boxers down, his well built, manly frame in sharp contrast to Si. His 17 year old cock flopped out as he took his skants off, and I opened my mouth for his thick, smooth dick.

He slid it in and out of my moouth, and I loved being filled from both holes. His cock was so good to suck, and i got it quite far down his throat. Si however through a condom at Garry. He got the idea, pulled his cock out my mouth, slipped it on and moved around to my ass. Si lifted my legs up even more and near stood on the bed as he pumped me. Garry came from behind, and I felt his cock head push against my well fucked hole. He pushed it in quickly and it made me gasp. Two big cocks were crammed inside my ass, but I quickly got used to it and started moaning for it faster. They both began to fuck me in time, and I went into ecstasy, smacking my own cock up and down as I got fucked by tow guys at the same time. I could see Garry holding onto Si and kissing his neck and back as they fucked me.

Finnally Si shouted as he shot his load. They both stopped as Si squeezed the last of his cum out and slid his dick out my ass. Garry then pulled me back further and began to fuck me really hard and fast, my gaping hole could take it easily. We were both moaning as I got closer and closer. Si jumped down and took my cock in his mouth, so I held his head and pumped it in his mouth. It was frantic, garry ramming inside me and me slamming into Si's mouth. I came first, it was sooo good, and I kept holding Si's head as I shot load after load, making all that cum stay in his gob. He squeezed the rest of my cum out of my cock too. I pulled his head up and yanked his hair, pulling his head back and he opened his mouth, showing me a shit load of my cum. Garry quickly pulled out my ass just then, whipped off the condom and pushed his dick in Si's face and wanked furiousley. He aimed and shot right into Si's open, cum filled gob, and moaned so loud in the process.

It was so fucking hot to watch. Mine and Garrys cum mixed and swirled around Si's mouth, and I put my hand onto his throat, and garry did the same, to feel him swallow it. He had a bit left in his mouth as he then came and leaned over to kiss me, then i took it and went and kissed Garry with the cum, who broght it back to Si who swallowed the rest.

After all that we pretty much all got into the bed, still butt naked, Si against the wall, spooning me, and me spooning garry, our asses and dick rubbing against each other as we fell asleep.

I have had a nice long chat with Si over the phone since ive got back, he was laughing coz he was saying he wants me all to himself now!

making friends?

2008-05-14T13:07:00.000-07:00

thank fuck thats exams over with, now I am morally justified in not doing anything!

A weird thing happened today. I was walking into the town about 4 oclock in the afternoon, just to go to the supermarket. it was a nice day, in fact weve had a good run of nice days, so I was just in a tshirt, just had my hair cut, wearing some new sunglasses, and of course just finished exams. I was feeling pretty good.

As I get near tesco, on the fairly busy shopping street, I get a surprise when I see Garry, the young guy from the camping trip a few weekends ago, sitting on the bench outside the supermarket. We had fooled around quite a bit, but had both been pretty gonged at the time, and I hadnt heard from him since, in fact I didnt even have his number.

As i walked along, he saw me, i saw him, and there was no way to avoid contact. I slowed down as I got closer and he stood up and said hi. He was still in his school unifrom, shirt sleeves rolled up, two buttons undonde on his shirt and tie hanging loose, revealing his smooth, musceled chest. I tried not to think about getting my cock inside his ass hole last time we had met.

We chatted for a bit, i asked him what he was doing here, after all he lives pretty far way, haf an hour out of the city in a small town, but then you have to get deeper into the country from there. he said he wanted to come down here to think. I was a bit worried, I kinda felt responsible for opening up any can of worms in his mind about his sexuality and all that. But I felt that I couldnt be pulled away from talking to him. There was something really intruiging about what he had said, he had come here to think. I sat down on the bench with him, and asked if it was about what had happened two weeks ago in the tent.

We sat there for 45 minutes, in a busy shopping street outside a busy supermarket, but lost in our own world. he poured his whole heart out to me. I listened, nodded and asked questions where needed, but more than that I understood. Garry is from a really small village, he lives a rural life, with friends he has grown up with all his life, those on the camping trip. Its not like he has a choice of who to spend his time with, or that he even likes them, but thats what is expected of him and thats what he has to be. He is 'Garry' to them. he told me about he has constructed this whole personality, in fact his entire being and future of wanting to be a mechanic, of going to see his family on a sunday, of drinking in the pub with his mates in the small towns of the countryside out of the city, this whole thing he is, is a lie.

The worst part was though, was when he said he didnt realise it untill we had met two weeks ago at the camping. He had no friends in the city, he had been here a few times to shop and go out, but it wasnt on his radar. And in fact, this city where I am just now, where I was sitting talking to Garry this afternoon, is where I go to uni, which is much smaller and much less cosmopolitan than where I actually grew up.

He had never realised that there were gay people, and didnt know what it was that made him fancy guys untill I had come steamrolling in with my flamboyancy to their set up.

I sat there shocked. I didint realise the effect i'd had. In a way, I felt he was like me when I was younger. Only just learning who I was, not liking the situation I was in. But the more I tried to think of it that way the less it worked. Garry was totally fundamentally different from me. First of all his circumstance doesnt allow him to change his enviroment or meet other gay guys, and he is far, far more mature than i was at 17. Garry, for someone who has undergone the mental transformation that he must have done in the last few weeks, is incredibly self aware.

But we couldnt stop talking, I didnt want to. We got through all the hard stuff and immediatly got on to having a laugh. it was like how it was when we first met, instantly we were close then, even if that was helped by drink, which is how we came to streaking around the field and how we came to end up having sex.

It was getting cold after we had been on that bench for over an hour, just chatting away. He said he would have to head for the bus home soon, it would take him a while to get back. So we walked back to the bus stop, and i asked him what this all meant to him, and what did he want from me.

'I dont quite know whats happening to me' garry said 'but all i know is if it hadnt been for you appearing when you did, it probably wouldnt be.' he grabbed both my shoulders 'So nick, I want your help, because I dont know what the fuck to do.'

And with that, he turned and jumped onto the bus behind him, which seemed to speed away in an instant. And I stood there, dazed and confused. fortunatly we had swaped numbers already, and after i got myself together and turned to start walking, my phone buzzed with a text from garry.

'meet me tomorrow, same place, same time.'

I swear it just gets stranger. Ive been thinking about it all night, what do i do? what can i do? Can i really be a good friend to him when I think that I really fancy him? would making a move on him be exploitative because of his vulnerability, although he doesnt seem so vulnerable. I dont know, im confused. I didnt need this either. Just when things were starting to go well with Si. We had been for coffees and stuff, but we just couldnt seem to make any time for each other for a while. Then the last few weeks, when we've both been back here for our exams, we were getting together every few days for a chat, and even the cinema once. Although things hadnt got sexual again, in fact that was the one thing we didnt talk about, at the exam on tuesday i had burst out at the end, dying for a piss. Si came into the loo there, and we had a little flirtation about him wanting to spy on my dick. After that, we had gone in a big group to the pub, and me and Si had been sitting beside each other, infact on the same couch we had when we first met, although we were talking in different conversations. But our asses had been touching and there was a definte sexual something that had begun to spark back.

But now this thing with garry has thrown me off, what am I meant to do? I feel beholden to the poor lad to do something. In fact Si had called me soon after that, and I told him that I had just met my mates wee brothers pal in town, and he had come out to me. I kind of laughed it off to Si, pretty much because Im not sure how to handle this. We joked about it a little, but I feel bad now because its no fair of me to treat garry like that.

I dont know if i could be a good gay mentor. Ive never really had gay friends with no sexual undercurrent, and its not as if im well connected on the scene for him to get to know people. Although maybe he just needs someone to listen to him. So ill meet garry tomorrow, well go for coffee and take it from there. Im going to have to work on this sex thing though. If hes going to be puring his heart out to me, i cant be taking advantage. its annoying becuase hes so fucking hot, and I just had a wank there thinking about fucking him.

this shits all screwed up now.

making enemies

2008-05-12T08:20:00.000-07:00

It was one of the girls' from the amateur dramatics thing that Suzies' in birthday on saturay night. So we were all going out for it, including Jamie and his girlfriend.

Suzie and I were sitting in KFC before we went down to the pub with the rest of them, and she was really nervous about being there with Jamie and his girlfriend Kristen. Kristen had apparantly said a few weeks before that she couldnt be bothered going out for this girls birthday, but now had had a change of heart for some reason and was going out with Jamie to the birthday. Suzie was sure it was because Kristen suspected something was going on between Suzie and her boyfriend.

So it was all shaping up to be an interesting night, I was expecting fireworks between Kristen and Suzie, big fireworks, and was looking froward to the drama.

So me and Suzie get to the pub with the birthday girl and about 8 or so other women. We were all drinking jugs of cocktails and generally havin a laff. But they all knew Suzie fancied Jamie, and we spent like ten mins before Jamie and Kristen arrived plotting how to split them up.

So Jamie, Kristen and a couple of others arrive, and were all sitting around a big table and couches, me and Suzie at the top end, Jamie on the right hand couch beside the window and his girlfriend opposite. You wouldnt have even suspected that they were going out things were so icy, well it looked that way, they were engaged in completley different conversations. I had given Jamie such a huge, gay, over the top hug when he arrived, Kristen I dont think even noticed the lingering embrace the Suzie and Jamie had.

About half an hour later, the drink and laughs were flowing freely. Being surrounded by so many women and so much sex on the beach, i went into queer mode. I started shouting across the table about how Jamie looked radiant and gorgous, compliments he accepted and returned. You know how some straight guys like to engage in light hearted flirting with gay guys, well it was a bit of that, just a laugh. Also he knows that I know how big his cock is!

I think we ended up lifting our shirts at some point and showing off our nipples or something, all to much hillarity, but it was then I think that I noticed Kristen giving me the stare of death. The girl was not amused, not even in the slightest. I gave her a theatrical apology, bit still she gave me the iciest evils I have ever had!!

I mean jesus how over the top protective can ya get!

They left soon after that! And Jamie and I had a big huge hug and lots of back slapping before he left. He told me and Suzie that he had 'been told' to go! Well I was quite shocked by Kristen, I couldnt actually beleive someone could take all that mild flirting seriousley!

Well at least it meant that Kristen and her mates, IN NO WAY suspected anything going on between Jamie and Suzie! and I made an enemy for life!!

tenting

2008-05-05T15:17:00.000-07:00

sorry not posted this week, bang in the middle of exams. Last one tuesday, but i cant fucking studyyyy!!! ahhh!!! so ill just write this up...

things got kind of seedy last weekend.

My mate Suzie invited me camping the other night with her wee brothers mates (hes 18). I had nothing better to do so decided to come along. We were camping way out of the back of beyond, along way away from civilisation. There was about ten of us in all, I only knew Suzie and her wee bro, but we brought some cheap cider along and I made some instant friends as they had just ran out of booze by the time we had arrived!!

it was pretty well organised for most of them being totally pissed, we got some sausages cooking on a portable BBQ and I started getting caught up in drunkeness with the rest of them. The nudity started quite early, with tits coming out, and one guy, garry who was 17, taking his top off to reveal a defined, hairless body, save for the snail trail, and a little more light hearted nudity ensued.

It was quite funny, none of the guys there had ever met a gay before (this is how back of beyond rural were talking) so they were fascinated by me, and i has to do the whole basic explanations, no, were not attracted to every guy, no, i dont fancy you and im not going to bum u in ur sleep, altho i totally would have bummed garry.

By the time it was dark, there was a few of us standing around the fire. We were passing around cider, after shocks, jack daniels and spliffs. For some reason or another, more nudity ensued. The girls got starkers and ran around the part of the field we were in in the buff. Us 2 guys that were left, me and garry, ended up standing in nothing but our boxers, but with our shoes still on. He was wearing a pair of white boxers that made his hairless 17 year old body look irresistable and his cherry round ass ready to be munched!

So we ended up getting our kecks down to our knees and running around the field for a little bit, knobs flapping about. It was dark so i could see his cock, but we got right out away from the tents, running around, and then garry tripped, i said are you alright, and he asked me to help him up. I put myhands down to wear i thot he was and moved my hands arond, getting his leg. I grabbed the oppertunity and made a wee grab at his cock. It was soft, but nice and floppy, a little bit of pubic hair but hairless, low hanging balls. He didnt say anything, but i moved my hand away anyway so it didnt seem i was intentionally groping him. I helped him up and he deliberatly brushed his hand against my dick, giving it a squeeze before running off back to the campfire.

So much later on, when we were much more pissed, it was just me and garry in suzies two man tent. Suzie was off shagging one of the others, some more folk were conked out asleep and there was a bit more shagging from someone else. Me and garry were having a spliff, but were pretty fucked up anyway, still just in our boxers. I started talking about if hed ever had same sex expereinces and all that.

Cant quite remember what we talked about or how we got to that point, but we ended up rubbing each others cocks through our boxers. I kept looking at him through my squinty eyed, vision, and he kind of slammed into me face and started kissing me. We akwardley rolled about for a bit, i was pretty fucked. I ended up on top of him, and we were kissing, just in out boxers. I think i could barley open my eyes at this point, but went into sex autopilot almost. He got my cock out of my boxers and wanked it, rubbing it against his boxer-covered ass. I pushed my dick against his hole, pushed it hard and kept pushing, and he had his hands on my hips and kept pulling me into him.

Despite the fact that he had his boxers on, i got a little bit of my head inside his ass. We rolled around a bit more, kissing and wanking, now totally naked. I licked my fingers and was pushing them in an out of his hole a little, just opening it up. He went back down on my cock, getting it all wet from his saliva, then lying down on the ground on his back, he lifted his legs expectantly.

I stumbled and fumbled back on top of him, and rubbed my raw dick up and down his crack. I knew i didnt want to fuck him at the time, i wasnt quite sure why at the time i was so out of it, just knew i shouldnt. He didnt seem to have the same preconceptions. He took a hold of my dick and lined it up with hus hole, and pulled me into him. i kind of pushed in half heartedly, my raw dick head penetrated the boys arse hole with just spit to lube it. I kinda pushed in and out for a little bit, not getting much in as it was kinda sore. Garry seemed to like it tho, he kept whispering for me to go deeper and harder.

After a while tho i pulled out and he went back down on my cock which had just been inside his hole raw and sucked my off while i worked a finger all the way in his dry hole. He kept sucking and sucking while i jacked him with one hand and fingered him with the other. Just as I felt his ass tighten around my finger, I shot my wad deep into his throat, the drunk, drug induced state i was in making it feel wayyyy better. As my cock shot again and again into his mouth and i writhed around a bit in ecstasy, he shot his own load from me wanking him, which laned quite alot on his chest then the rest on my hand.

My cock was still in his mouth as he sucked the rest of my cum out of it, and garry watched as I licked all his cum off my hand, then moved round to eat it of his chest. We pretty much went to sleep after that. The next morning was normal, no one suspected we had got up to anything, and dont think anyone even cared because there was so much other drama going on after we had fallen asleep, with screaming and shouting and people going missing and people bringing up secret abortions and drug addictions...bit of a shame i missed all that!!

well will tell u about all that drama later, its nearly midnight on sunday now, i have to get a decent sleep tonight because i have been partying ALL weekend and my fucking exam is tuesday and i really have to fucking study tomorrow but i dont want toooooo!!!

straight people not having sex and pawn shops

2008-05-01T09:27:00.000-07:00

Straight people can really miss some good oppertunities when they dont have sex like gay people. I went for a coffee with my friend Suzie the other day, and she told me the weirdest story.

Now Suzie is into amatuer dramatics...I know but who am I to judge...so theres a guy at the amateur dramatics club called Jamie. Jamie works in a pawn shop in the city. Ive met him once and hes lovley, like really nice, genuine guy with a huge heart, as well as being massive physically, well over 6"4. Jamie has a girldfriend, Kirsten, who is also in the amateur dramatics club.

So the other day, Suzie, Jamie and some others, but crucially not his girlfriend went for a drive down to the beach. But it was cold and wet and windy so they decided to drive up to the park instead. Now for some reason at the park, Jamie asked Suzie if she would get her clothes of for him and he would do it to (note these people are all in their 20's). Suzie wouldnt do it in the park, so Jamie suggested they go back to his flat. So all four of them went back to the flat, and Jamie and Suzie went into the bedroom, stood a good foot apart and took their clothes of. So their both standing there, naked, then they put their clothes back on...despite the fact that Suzie fancies Jamie something rotten, and I assume Jamie does too.

This is where I had to put down my bucket of caramel latte and interject.

'so you just stood their looking at each other...and nothing happened?' i asked in disbelief.

'Yup, but he was huge though, I mean massive.' she gestured with her hands and I gasped.

'actually??'

'yeah, and he wasnt even hard, although he said he was getting a semi!'

I was in shock. I didnt get it! How could you be naked in a room with someone you fancy and whp has a big whoore of a knob!! Straight people make my head hurt sometimes.

So they put their clothes back on and then went back to the others, who knew they had been in getting naked. At the amateur dramatics club the next night, Suzie and Jamie and the 2 others kept laughing about the whole getting naked/massive penis thing, much to the annoyance of Jamies girlfriend Kirsten who kept giving Suzie evils. On that actually me and Suzie did a little onlne stalk of Kirsten so i could see her and shes ugly as sin.

So while we were out having coffee, Im like i want to go see jamie!! by the time we had finished tho the pawn shop was closed so we agreed to go the next day.

So the next day (yesterday) I got this dug out this really expensive necklace my dad got me but i never wear it becuase my dads not a nice person and I dont want to wear it to take it down tot he pawn shop. We walked in and there was Jamie, looking all tall and hung...Suzie was talking to him for a bit then nudged me to say i wanted to sell this necklace I had. Turns out they would only give me £40, it was white gold plated, not actual white gold, it didnt surprise me though, my dad is a cheap git.

But Suzie and Jamie had a good flirt. He was showing us his knew PS3, and I said

'it looks big, can i stroke it?'

Jamie looked taken aback and Suzie laughed and said 'he knows!'

quite amusing, and we're all going out next weekend, so if they havnt started dating by then I have to take some evasive action to get them together, as im much more likley to get a photo of Jamies big knob if him and Suzie are shagging!!

But straight people really need to get a grip, if there in a situation where they can get pumped...get pumped!

dominican

2008-04-29T06:30:00.000-07:00

Im heding away for a few intense days of work, so deicded to releive the sexual tension that had built up in me for a week or so and last night I found myself a shag. He didnt live far away and looked like a stunner in his pics, he was Dominican with a hot tanned body and meaty cock.

I went along to his flat and we chatted for a good 20 minutes, lovely guy, then went into the bedroom. We started kissing and taking of our clothes. His tounge licked my now naked body all over and he kneeled down on one knee, realling going at my nipples while my cock expanded and rubbed against his hairless chest. I lent my head back as the domincan moved his powerful tounge down my body and literaly swallowed my cock hole. He pulled right back then slammed his mouth all the way down my shaft. Was well hot. I held his head and helped him get my dick right in his throat. I fucked his mouth like I would fuck a slutty ass, fat and rough, and I pushed my dick as far in as it would go, moving his head around a bit so he was getting all of my dick in his mouth. He seemed to really like it! I dont know how he was breathing because he didnt pull away for quite a while, instead he pulled my body into me so he could get all of it in him.

I slid out of his mouth, my thick hard cock glistening with his spit. He looked up at me begging for more, so I slammed it back in and he got it all in one. I fucked his throat for a while before we got onto the bed which was sensibley covered in towels. He sat me up on the bed and kneeled over me. He held his thick fucker in one had and puled back the foreskin to reveal his hot head. He rubbed his piss slit around my lips, and he liked the feeling of rubbing it against my lip ring. I liked him because he made really affirmative noises, its nice to be appreciated.

He forced a finger into my mouth and opened it up, sliding his dick in. i couldnt swallow the whole thing but I made a good job of blowing him for a good while. He was licking and nibbling my ears and stuff, and asked if I could deep throat. I said he was a bit too big but I could try. He said if he could force feed his cock into my mouth, i said it sounded hot! The saftey code was to pull his left nipple.

I got down on the floor on my knees, and he stood, I got a great view of his flat muscled chest and well developed pecks and perky brown nipples. I prepeared myself for getting his good 8 inches or so down my throat, and put my hand near his nipple ready to grab on it. I slid down on his cock and got half way before I couldnt get any more in. He held my head and slowly moved himself closer in. i started choking as he hit my gag reflex and immeditaly pulled on his nipple. He whipped his cock out and I regained my composure. The Dominican told me to relax and he masaged my throat a little. This time I was determined to get more in. He held my head again and he slid his cock in my mouth in a smooth motion. When I felt it against the back of my throat and made that choking sound he stopped and pulled back a little, but then pushed again. I was kinda choking but I really wanted to be able to do what he did. I pulled him closer to me as I fought with the gag reflex. I spultered but he kept pushing in, telling me 'thats it, take it all, take it in.'

We tried a few more times, but I couldnt get the whole thing in like him. i enjoyed having him force his cock into my mouth, it was a whole sub thing going on I think, and he liked it when i was choking!!

We were back on the bed and I was on my back, legs in the air with his tounge darting around my ass and his fingers exploring my hole. I lay my head back and enjoyed the amazing sensation of my ass expanding and his tounge getting right in my hole. No poppers, I just took it.

He rolled a condom on his throbbing dick and lubed me up some. Pulling my legs wide apart, he focused on my hole and slid his cock in like he did with my mouth. I got that all in no problem, he did well good rimming my ass. He fucked me slowly, saying hoe beautiful it looked, it must have done! His cock seemed to fit my hole perfectly.

We fucked slow, then he would go on a wee bender and slam it in and out of my ass in short bursts that would make me moan really loud. He would also fight to get the whole thing right the way in.

We fucked for a good hour, I went on top for a bit, then me on my front, clutching the towels on the bed as he lied on top of me and continued his erratic fucking style, slow then slamming so I never knew what was coming next. He asked me where I wanted his cum, I told him all over my face. He turned me round then leaned over my face, whipped of the condom and slowly wanked his cock, his piss slit rubbing over my mouth and face. He shot a fucking massive wad. There must have been 8 or 9 powerful spurts that slapped me in the eye, nose, mouth, everwhere. I loved it, and he rubbed it all over with his cock head.

In the meantime I had been wanking my dick and with the feelign of hot cum all over me I shot and added to it.

We got cleaned up and I jumped in his shower, not alot of talking after because it turned out he was bi and not out to anyone!!

I sat smiling to myself on the bus home, gotta meet up with him again, so any tips on how I can swallow his full cock next time lads?

anal-ysing

2008-04-22T12:47:00.001-07:00

haha its a small world! I was helping a mate today with this interview thing for her uni work, and who does her classmate happen to be but the doctors best pal!!

He hadnt spoken to the doctor in a few weeks either, didnt know we had poper split up, so i dont know maybe it was harder on him than I thought?

Hooking up with a total stunner tomorrow for some proper sex, lets call him the italian. We had an amazing session the other week, 2 hours we were at it, I was eating his tight hairy hole on his small, round ass for at least a half hour then fucked the boy for a good hour. He was mainly on all fours on the bed, head buried into the pillow moaning as i slammed it in him, was great!

But im having good sex with someone im not in a relationship with. And when i was in the relationship with the Doctor, by the end the sex consisted of sucking each other for 20 minutes before blowing it on each other. Noow how is that sex? OK i mean its sex, but in a relationship? when your with the person all night, and all there is is a glorifed wank? Thats not sex. I think part of the problem was the passion maybe wasnt there. But then again you can have amazin sex with someone whoes name you dont know. So I dont get it.

Its not a pattern, not yet, but certanily with the dcotor the sex got shit even when the relationship was still strong, unless that contributed to the decay of the relationship. Obviousley we both knew the sex was crap, even though it was his fault.

But the sex with the italian is some of the best, it really is. He is one of those bottoms who just wants to take it and take it, and cant wait for u to get in his ass. Plus he has an amazing hole. I mean we have only done it once so far, but it was squeaky clean and he took it for an hour with no complaints. In fact when I arrived, he was wearing jeans and a hoody. After rolling around and making out, I slid my had down his jeans and he was wearing a jock strap!

But then again, I have a go at the doc, but sex doesnt always have to be anal. There can be great sex without even turning over. But if the passion isnt there then...
Certanily for me, anal sex is alot about passion and desire than rudimentary sex. When I have somone in me its usually because i really want to get someone in me, i just want to feel my hole filled with cock. But what is the biggest turn on with the italian is his ass, and the fact that he likes being fucked so much and I like to fuck him. It is kinda degrading, just a hole to unload, but its mutually beneficial. He wants it, and I want to give it.

Anal sex isnt totally degrading if its consenual, but it isnt the cnetral theme of gay sex either. I would still love having sex with the itlian whether i fucked him or not, I would still call the sex with the doctor shit even if he fucked me again.

the doctor is out

2008-04-20T15:35:00.000-07:00

Its been over with the doctor for a few weeks now, just as long as I have stopped smoking actually.

I think it was over from that disastrous minute I said I love you, and didnt mean it. I think I consigned myself to repeating the usual patterns of relationships...

1) Have fun for a few months
2) Tell them I love them when I dont because I think they wont like me enough unless I try make some sort of overblown gesture or commitment
3) Introduce them to my mother
4) Never speak to them again.

It wasnt just me that was the problem with the doctor, it really was him. Like I had been away working all weekend, and I get back. I knew I only had a couple of days before I had to go away for work again, so I decided to spend it with the doctor rather than going home. So he picks me up from the station, and all is fine, kinda. Im stressed and tired, and hes not exactly supportive. He says stuff like 'what you doing that for' when its my fucking work, and doesn tlisten then asks again a few minutes later what all that was about.

At the same time I had a homeless couple staying in my flat up north. They were in between staying with a friend and getting a house, and had been sleeping on someones floor for months. I wasnt home much so I let them stay there. But I get a text as im on the train heading home from that weekend I was working at, saying 'can you call us asap please, thanks.' I try call them, cant get through.

I was going out of my fucking mind very quickly. If the landlord found them I would be toast! Had they had to go to hospital? Were they locked out? I didnt know! and I didnt know because i couldnt get any answer on the phone or the text. I even called my flatmate to go and check on them see what had happened, he said there was no answer at the door.

So as you can imagine when you hav a homeless gay couple in your flat and on the other side of the country, and cant get through, your kinda worried. The doctor wasnt much help, he said something along the lines of 'well you put you arse on the line, serves you right.' Turns out the problem was the fire alarm and i couldnt get them on the phone because they had gone out and left their phones at home!

To add to that, his other doctor friends came round that afternoon for tea...yes, he may only be 25 but he has fucking afternoon tea. So they were chatting and I was feeling about 12 years old. He was working the next day, so he goes to bed about 10 and I stay up watching TV.

The next day, I had a really important, stressful meeting, but decided to make him dinner. After my meeting I went to the shop and got some really lovley food. I came home, cleaned the kitched, put his washing on for him and made chicken parmagana and taglatelle carbonarra, yes...two meals in one!

He came home, 'whats that your doing?'

I put the food down in fron of him 'whats all this then?' in a snooty tone.

What the fuck right? It doesnt get nay better. I was going out that night for my mates birthday, and really wanted him to come, but he couldnt because he had work and the rest fair enough...but as im getting ready, he gets a call from his mate, and oh suddenly hes off out too.

That night I had a brilliant night out, and I started referring to him as my ex!

The next night im trying to get to sleep on my couch while other people are fucking on my bed, and I get a text from the doctor saying 'if you ever leave the kitchen in that state again you wont be comeing back.'

that was it for me, i went off on one. A few days later he apologised, said he was joking...whatever. Last time I spoke to him was a week or so after that, I was stoned out my nut, got a call from him, telling me to come over the next night. I didnt, and shouted down the phone to him. And havent heard a peep since!

The thing is, hes depresed. He never wanted to be a doctor, but his father is also a doctor, as is his sister and his other brother. He never told me he never wanted to be one, I told him, and he knew it. Plus hes got this secret life. Hes not out to his family, and you cant keep it going for so long. That didnt put me off though, I would have stuck by him and helped him figure out who he was and what he wanted, but he was too scared, and there are only so many times that I was goin to try and help him and be rebuffed.

Untill he loves himself, he cant ever love anyone else, and I deserve someone who can love me and himself.

where did it begin?

2008-04-17T10:43:00.000-07:00

Ive been thinking about the theoretical underpinning of homophobia.

If its an extension of straight white male control mechanism, where anything that does not conform to a percieved stereotype of gender roles, sexuality or race is suspect and open for persecution and discrimination, then surley it is like sexism or racism. Sexuality is merley then another human condition that qualifies someone to be singled out. If thats the case, then shouldnt the unpicking of sexism and racism, and the movement towards a more gender equitable society and racialy harmonised society in the western world bring along a society where being gay not a huge deal? Is it so?

If it is, then shouldnt equality legislation take care of homophobia like it has neutralised discrimination on the basis of sex and race? So how come in places where equality legislation has been introduced for LGBT people there is relativley the same amount or ferocity of homophobia as there is in other places?

Or is homophobia something different? Is being gay different from being black or a woman? One way to tackle racial and gender inequalities is to have affirmative action. So if being gay is just like being black or a woman, then why dont we have affirmative action for LGBT people? Should there be? Affirmative action seems pretty unpopular in many circles, but it certanily works in terms of promoting people who wouldnt necessarily have been promoted because of their gender or race. In Norway they brought in a law last year that required companies to have 40% of their boardmembers women or face being shut down by the government. Could you concievably demand that a company have 10% of its boardmembers LGBT or be shut down?

The thing is you can hide your sexuality, you cant hide your race or your gender as well. So does that mean tackling inequality for LGBT people isnt as important as fighting racism and sexism?

Well no becuase the LGBT population face discrimination on a level that neither women nor other ethnic minorities face. Is it the patriarchy still not overthrown and re-manifesting itself as the enemy of primarily LGBT people? But then is that patriarchy much different to the one that subdued women and tried to keep them in their place, as it does with LGBT people. If its the same patriarchy, then when women fought and libertaed themselves, they succeeded, more or less, but LGBT people who have been fighting openly for liberation since 1969 have not had nearly the same success that women have had in fighting the patriarchy...why? Is it because we are a smaller section of the population? But black people in the US are of a similar percentage of the population, and their success of tackling the oppressing forces, i would hazard a guess that it was the white patriarchy, is incredible.

Why cant we replicate a similar success? is it because homophobia is something completley different from sexism and racism altogether, and we have been trying to tackle it in a similar way, thus not having much success?

so heres what happened...part 4

2008-04-12T14:47:00.000-07:00

So like dont judge me or whatever, ok? I know what your thinking, cuz Im thinking the exact same thing. Why did I screw Si over. The most incredible, fun, and full of life person I have met in along time, he brings me full pelt into his life after lusting after me for months, and as soon as I see me ex im out of there faster than you can say Nick, what the fuck are you doing?

But what would you have done if you were me? Think about it, I bet you anything there is someone in your life who you wish you could have just one more night with. And I bet for alot of people that person wont life far away. Well as you know, S lives on the other side of the world, so all the wishing for one more night with him for the last two years was all a total waste of time because I truly believed and had, to a degree, accepted it in my own mind that I would never, ever see him again. So to have the chance, even just to kiss him, to feel his breath on my mouth or just to touch his body, to look at him while he slept, just for one more night.

We walked back, and when we passed Pauls flat, I took the spare key that Si had gave me and slipped it under the door mat, texting him 'Got loads to catch up with my m8, left key under mat, see u 2moz, sorry.'

We got into Johns flat and walked silently into the spare room. The lights were off so I could just make out his sillohouette as we began undressing. There really wasnt anything to say. I was attracted to him, that night I was. It was all the pent up energy from the past months. I thought at first that this night would have to be the best night, the best sex of my life to make it worth it, otherwise why bother? But no, I decided, I wasnt here to have sex to be gratified, I was here to be with someone who I loved and had cared for.

I think there is a difference in how you have sex depending on why you are having it. If its a random hookup, if you just met someone in a bar and went home with them for a shag or hooked up online, then really how much do you care about the other person when having sex? With that type of man, its all about self gratification, isnt it? Sometimes as soon as theyve cum there outta there, it could be ten minutes or less, ur just a hole or a cock to them. And thats fne if ythats what you want at that moment, just pure sex. But its no substitute for sex in a relationship, no way. When you have sex in a relationship, or with someone you care about, you care not just about you getting off but how they are feeling and enjoying it, because then that impacts on the relationship. Sometimes them enjoying it can be even more gratifying than you getting off. I remember the second or third time S and I had sex. It was only a few days after we met, but already we cared for each other so much. We were in his parents house, and I was sleeping over in his bed [the last time that would happen for like 8 months, even after we had been living together after 4] and he was blowing me and I came. And it was really good. Then I said well what can I do for you now, and he told me, smiling, that he didnt care about cumming that night, as long as I was with him. We stayed up the rest of that night in his single bed, looking through his old yearbooks and photos. I remember at that moment thinking ok, what type of person would rather share his entire childhood with me that have sex, but very quickly that came to be something I loved deeply about him.

As we undressed, in the here and now of a cold and rainy manchester, near 3 years since we first got together, I was taken back to all those times, so far away, with him. It was an amazing time, and Im not sorry it happened, I loved it, I loved him and I was happy for such a long time there with him. I wasnt, however, pushing my own limits, doing what I wanted or making an impact on the world, but I was only 17, and I was happy. Now, nearly 20, I was happy with my life now, not happier or less happy, but different happy, more excited about the things to come and reflective but encouraged about the things that had been, there is a dynamism, a constant forward motion to my life now that wasnt there when I was living with S. But as we undressed, I was taken back. To the smell of his room, or the smell of the eucalyptus trees in his garden, the sight of the thousands of millions of stars that floodlit the wide open sky, or the sound of peaceful emptiness, the sound of the geese bleeting in the garden or the creaks of that house. There was nothing like being taken back all those miles and years.

We came together in the dark and kissed, just as I remembered. I felt his body, it was just as beautiful. He felt mine, he still touched me the same way and I still felt the same when he touched me, electrified.

Im not going to explain every single detail fo the sex like I normally do, because I am keeping that memory for myself. It was good. It was what I had expected that night from what our sex life had been when we were together. What was best about it was that it was him. I felt him again inside me, his legs, his chest, his ass and his cock, not anyone elses. It wasnt the greatest purley sexual expereince, but emotionally, it was overpowering.

After he came he then said to me what could he do for me, but like it was the first second or third time we ever had sex, I didnt need, or want to cum. It wouldnt add anything to the experience, and it would turn it into something more sexual than I wanted it to be. That night wanst about sex. It was about the two of us. As we were lying there naked in the bed, him drifting off to sleep with his head on my chest, I thought, I thought for many hours.

I loved the past with S. And yes, there was a possibility that that past could, in some sense be recreated in the future, and we could have what we used to have. But the problem was that I had grown and changed, and now, that wouldnt be enough for me. I had fallen in love with something else, the unwritten future.

We held each other in our arms. I knew in myself that this would be the last time I would be with him, potentially see or even speak to him. The idea of the future was more attractive than the past. But this time, I was making the decision. And it was a definite decision.

It was morning, the sun was streaming in. I woke S up. I explained to him what I had been thinking about, and what I had decided. I told him to stay in Manchester or wherever he wanted, to go and experience life himself too, but our paths were too divergent now to come back together. He looked at me for quite a while, stroking my hair. 'You're right' he said.

We held each other for a while. Eventually I got up and got my clothes on. I looked at him, lying there naked in the bed. I walked over and kissed him on the forehead.

'Good luck' I said.

I left, and I felt like a weight I had been carrying for so long that i didnt even realise had floated away from me like a childs balloon. I was free.

I turned the corner to where Pauls flat was, and a little bit of that weight came back down to smack me in the head. My bag was lying at the front door, packed and wet from the rain. I walked up to it, there was a note from Si: 'Hope you had fun with your ex, prick.'

I felt bad the way I had treated him, I really did. It wasnt fair, it wasnt his fault, but he had got hurt, a casualty of my selfishness.

But I picked up my bag. I felt calm. I hadnt really lost anything, I had known Si for little more than 24 hours. Yes, it was a great 24 hours, but I had tied up that loose end that had come back to whip me in the ass everytime I tried to get close to someone.

I buzzed the flat, no one answered. I tried to call Si, then Paul, nothing. i just sent him a text saying I was heading back home, and that I was truly sorry.

On the bus, I wrote Si a letter. It was 58 A4 pages, back and front by the time I had finished it. It explained everything, the relationship with S, my own past and what had been happening since then, basically my life, how I live it and why I had to act the way I did that night.

I waited a long time before posting that letter. When I got home, I locked myself in my room for a good week, only leaving to go to class when I needed to or to get food. The rest of the time I spent sleeping, thinking, chilling, or doing a bit of work. I just didnt want to speak or to see nayone for a little while. I just wanted to be able to be hapy with myself. After that week I got back to my usual busy schedule, feeling better.

I finally posted the letter, too. I posted it the day I posted the first part of this story. I got a text from Si today aswell, it made me smile so much. I hadnt heard from him at all since i had got back. I had seen some of our mutual friends though. He hadnt told them that he invited me to Manchester and that very night I had abandonned him to run off with my ex, he just said that while we had fun, we wernt quite right for each other, and I just agreed. Hes a classy guy, him.

The text said, 'I understand. xxx'

We're going for coffee next week. Nothing big, no sex or drugs or impromptu trips, just a coffee and a chat.

so heres what happened...part 3

2008-04-11T14:10:00.000-07:00

I ran to I dont know where, but it wasnt far. I stopped and looked around. It was dark, it was cold and the rain wasnt far off. Paul's flat wasnt far away, but I couldnt get my bearings so I turned and began to walk back the way I came.

Smoking helped calm me down slightly, but my mind was clouded, I couldt think straight, I couldnt process the fact that S was here, nowl I had dreamed about him being with me for so long, and now he was, I didnt know what to do.

I had thought that at the begining of this year I was finally over him. The day came in January when I saw him on MSN, he started talking to me, but I really wasnt interested, and that was when I kind of new it myself, I didnt care about him anymore.

But when I saw him, I just didnt know what to think. As I started to head back my phone rang, it was Si. He wanted to know what the hell had happened, where was I? I mumbled something about having seen an old friend and had to go speak to him, and told him I would be back in a minute. He seemed less than convinced but I hung up quickly. As I got closer to the bar we were in, I saw S sitting quietly on a bench, his eyes closed, thinking.

Something drew me over and I sat down beside him, looking away. Somehow without opening his eyes or turning to see me he knew I was there. I went straight for the one thing I wanted to know.

'Were you planning on telling me you were here?'
'Why what would you have done then?'
'I dont know, at least I would have known.'
'I didnt know if I wanted to see you.' he replied, looking at me. My mind was getting clearer becuase I felt like I was under attack and I had to bring up the defenses.

'Ok so thats how it is then...'
'Oh dont be so fucking stupid Nick.' he growled, grabbing me round so we were eye to eye. 'You think that I could have came here, seen you and left again? Do you think you are the only one thats fucking heartbroken? You cant see past your own emotions sometimes, you really cant.'

I didnt say anything. I felt like just getting up there and then. Forgetting it all. Going back to the bar with Si and just fucking leaving him to it.

'Dont think I ever stopped loving you.' he said. 'Im here because home is shit. It was shit before you came and after you left, and I havnt realised that I could do something about that untill recently. Im over here for a month to stay with John [who was his mate in Manchester] and see if I like it. If I did, I was going to stay, and come and see you.'

'And then what?'

'I dont know, I would have seen where it went, at least if we were friends, at least if we got to see each other even if we werent together.'

'So? What do you want? Are you staying here?'

'Nick I dont know, ive only been here a week. You have to let me think and decide myself.'

'Ok, whatever. I'll leave you alone to find yourself, Im going back in.' He started saying something but I wasnt listening. I got back in and saw Si. I gave him a big hug.

'I was worried about you!' he said 'are you ok?'

'Yeah Im fine, just had to settle something with an old mate, dont worry about it. Drink?'

We continued the night. I forgot about S, I really did, and we had a great time. We all went along to a club soon after, and thats where I saw him again with John and his mates, he seemed kind of lost. I was up dancing with Si. At the one moment S looked over is when Si decided to kiss me and slide his hands down my jeans. After we did that, I turned around again and S was still looking at us. When he saw me he turned away and walked over to the bar. I told Si I was going to get another drink and went to the bar.

I looked at him, then turned to look at Si. He had already found another group of guys to dance with, he would be ok. Yeah he was hot, but looking back at S, I couldt help but smile. I moved into him and whispered into his ear. 'Glad yor here.'

By about half two, John and S were leaving, and Johns flat was only two minutes away from Pauls, where me and Si were staying. I told Si I had to help S home because he was fucked, and he said ok, giving me his spare key to get in. He kissed me passionalty and told me to wait up for him.

By the time we got outside, John had fucked off somewhere with someone, and it was just me and S walking back to the flat. He gave me that look he used to give me when he was really horny, and I returned it.

so heres what happened...part 2

2008-04-10T03:50:00.000-07:00

So we got back to mine. Its a bit of a blur, we got into my room, started kissing. Heavy kissing, hands all over each other. I pushed him onto the bed, my hands squeezing his hot ass in those skinny jeans, running my fingers up and down his hairy crack.

We got naked. His body was gorgous, thin but muscled, hairy chest with a line down to his cock. I went down on it, deep throating. I got him on his back, sucking on him. Lifted his legs up and pulled his hole up to my face. He loved being rimmed, i went at it for ages, getting my tounge right in there.

I got a finger in, pushed it all the way up. I got my other index finger and got it in, pulling his ring wider, stretching his ass and spitting right in it, getting it all wet.

We had some poppers and rolled around for a while. Eventually I fished a condom out and rolled it on. Squirting some lube onto his already open hole, he turned to all fours and I slid into him. I pushed it in, and he told me to wait. After a few seconds of him getting used to it, he pushed right back onto my cock so every bit of it was stuffed up inside his hole.

We fucked for ages, him on all fours, on his back with his legs over my shoulders, me holding his ankles and fucking him that way. I just watched as my cock slid all the way into his hairy ass then all the way back, it was tight and it was fucking amazing. Then finally he was lying on his front, and i was lying ontop of him, fucking him and kissing his neck.

After a while I exploded in his ass. We were covered in sweat and lube. My mouth was sore from rimming and kissing for what was about 2 hours. We were fucked up on E's, poppes and booze, but after pulling out of his ass, he started playing with mine. I got on all fours and he kneeled behind me, rubbing his dick up and down my hole. He rolled one on and shoved it in me. It was a blur of sweat, poppers, moaning and pumping. After a few minutes I felt the condom expand inside me as he blew his load in my ass.

We collapsed on each other, panting and kissing.

We got our boxers on and went into the kitchen for a fag, sitting at the window and watching the sky in the east lighten. We chatted and smoked for ages. I wasnt tired anymore, I just wanted to be with him. I remember that it was like the feeling I got after I first met S.

He told me he was going to Manchester the next day. He was going down for two days to see his mate, and he was going to go with anothe mate but he had to pull out so he had an extra bus ticket, did I want to come down with him for a few days. He said the scene there was amazing.

Sounded good to me! I only had one lecture on the monday and was off tuesday, so there was nothing holding me back. Like with S, I had only known him two days before I decided to stay on the other side of the world with him. I had never been to Manchester either and was keen to go and see what Canal Street was like.

So after a while we went back to bed and went to sleep for a few hours, lying naked in each others arms. The bus was in the afternoon so we woke up before midday. I woke up to his hard dick against my hole. Without saying anything to each other, he just started rubbing it against my hole again, still kinda loose from being fucked a few hours ago. He got anothe condom and lubed up my hole again, spooning, he slid it in my hole and fucked me for ten minutes. I turnd to kiss him as he came inside me again.

We jumped in the shower, soaping up my dick was hard too. He went down on me in the steamy shower, his lips and the pulsing water felt amazing as I put my hand on the back of his head and fucked his face. He told me to cum in his mouth so I did, and watched as it dribbled down his face, washed away by the water.

We dried off and he headed back to his flat in the building to pack.

A few hours later we were on the bus, chatting as much and as natural as we had the night before, but now it was like any last vestige of formality had gone, it was like we had been together a long time. We slept for a while too. Si asked me if he could introduce me to his mate as his boyfriend, I smiled and said of course!

It was dark by the time we got there. His mate, Paul, late 20's and good looking, quite camp guy, picked us up from the bus station. He was lovley, and the three of us were getting on great as we headed to his flat where we would be staying in his spare room for the couple of days.

Si and Paul had known each other for a few years but Paul had moved to Manchester for work, so he was from our area of the country. We got changed at his flat, and the three of us went out for some food and met up with Pauls boyfriend. The four of us were having a great time, and after we ate we headed down to the famous Canal Street.

Now I loved Queer as Folk (the UK one). I watched the whole thing in one night, and it had a big impression on me, made me think about how there is more to life than clubbing and drinking and sex, which there is and which is why I am not all about the clubbing and drinking and sex, far from it, but for the next few days I thought I would 'take a holiday' and enjoy the clubbing and drinking and the sex.

We were meeting more of their mates at a pub then heading out clubbing after. We walked into the pub, i was second, after Paul, with Si behind me and Pauls boyfriend Sean behind Si. Paul waved to a group of guys sitting at a table. I stopped dead in my tracks as Si and Sean walked past me to go over. There was another four gay guys at the table, laughing and welcoming the others over.

I felt sick to my stomach. It wasnt the food, it was S, sitting at the table, in a gay bar in Manchester. S who I lived with for a year and a half, in a country on the other side of the world, S who I hadnt seen in nearly two years, S who had left my heart in a million little shards. The plan was for me to move back to the UK for uni, and he would come over too in a couple of months after he had finished his college course. Well he had finished his college course but he never came over. The last time I had saw him was at the airport departures, tears in both of our eyes, we hugged and kissed in the busy airport, and he told me to not be sad, becuase he would be with me in only 8 weeks, and then we could spend the rest of our lives together. That was the last time I saw him.

He saw me too. His face dropped and he bolted from the table to the door, but it was too late, I was out through that door, my heart was pumping harder than I had ever felt before, I got out the bar into the cold night air and I ran. I hadnt a clue where I was or where I was going, all I knew was that right there and then, I didnt want to be there.

I didnt know what to think. I didnt know what was going on. I didnt know what I felt and I didint know what I was going to do. I heard my name being shouted but I just kept running through the busy street.

so heres what happened... part 1

2008-04-09T02:31:00.000-07:00

Ok im sorry ive not posted in a while but i have really, really not felt like it, and once you read this I think ull know why. I tried a couple of weeks ago to write down all what had happened, I spent almost 3 hours typing it out, having to stop 4 or 5 times to burst into tears, and then there was a problem with the blogger thing and I lost it all, and Ive not felt willing to try again.
But I do have a commitment to you guys, and It has been a month since it all happened, and im feeling kinda better, not better but different. Also since Im 20 in a few weeks, not a teenager anymore, Ive been kind of looking back at my teenage years, reasesing it all and firguring out where i want to go and who i want to be.

I consider this the last chapter of being a teenager, the last thing that happened to me since I started 'living' 5 years ago, if you get me. Now, when things happen, it wont be to a teenager, coz ill be 20, and it will be something else.

But this isnt the last post ill write, far from it. But it wont be true life tales of a teenage slut, it will be something else.

SO where I last left you I had just met the lovley Si, who had come to fix my fire alarm and left his number. I was really excited that day, It felt amazing to have someone as hot as that flirt with me, and then to find out he had fancied me for ages! well it was brilliant!!!

So that night we were heading out. my mate came around and we got ready, I was really excited about him and that night. We had a few drinks and left the flat, and met up with the rest of them, and Si, at the Union.

I mean it was an amazing night. The two of us were inseperable the whole time. We sat beside each other on the couch, going up to get drinks together, going out for a fag together, barely said a word to any of the other people we were with, who were having a good laugh themselves anyway, it was just the two of us.

I cant quite remember how it felt. That night is like a picture you see of yourself from a long time ago, you know its you, but you cant remember it being taken. I have a fairly clear memory of that night, with Si, drinking and laughing, talking to him and listening. He was a very fully on, outgoing person, and I found that immensley attractive, I know that much. while we were sitting with the others in the bar, i know people were lookng at us, I saw it and I remember it now, but it still seems unreal.

At about half 12, we all went downstairs to the club. Again it was the same, me and Si on the crowded dance floor, right next to each other, grinding and touching. Sitting talking upstairs had been our emotinal bonding, we had sat talking to each other for over 5 hours, it seemed like we knew each other so well already, like we had caught up on all the times we had never spoken over the loast 2 years. Now was our sexual bonding if you like, on that dancefloor. Its not a gay club, its a student club, but no one else really cares and neither did we (I've been fingered on that dance floor before). He was looking so hot, wearing similar clothes to when I had seen him earlier in the day, except without the hat, and his gorgous black hair smoothed down over his head, his mouth looked so inviting with the lip ring...

We danced and we touched each other and we danced some more, we would go get a drink or a fag and go and dance again. Usually if i am out drinking from 7 in the evening, by half 1-2 i am either wasted or shattered, but this time I felt I could go on all night. At one point we went into the loos, and despite the fact it was crowded in there, he grabbed me and dragged me into a cubicle, I was bent over gigiling, but he pulled me back up. Standing against the wall, he moved into me. His hard cock was pressed against mine, my hands were on his hot arse, his jeans being low down i could get my hand down his visible boxers and feel the smooth skin. He looked at me, and I looked at him,
'you're amazing' he said, and I believed him.

He took his hand off my face to reach into the pocket of his skinny jeans, and pulled out a couple of E's. I have done it a few times before, and didnt think much of it when he swallowd one, and put the other on his tounge. He leaned in and kissed me, our first kiss, and I swallowed the E he passed onto me as we snogged.

A few minutes later we bust out of the cubicles, and with our hands in the air went back to the dance floor and danced untill the half past 3 when the lights came on and everyone had to leave. We were drunk and high and laughing our heads off. Singing down the road to go and get chips, and we walked back to our building together. He kept showing me his ass as we walked home, and I kept trying to grab it, it was typical drunken behaviour. We live 3 minitues way from the Union but took us about half an hour to get back. We agreed he would come up to my room, because it was nearer, and I couldt wait to get naked with him

This is going to be a really really long post, and I dont have time to write the whole thing now, but Ill post the next bit up as soon as I can. Just to tell you, it hasnt finished here, in fact it hasnt even begun.

thank you, Bower v. Hardwick!!

2008-03-08T09:02:00.000-08:00

ahh ave gone into little girl excitement mode!!

I was awake early for a staurday this morning, half ten, becuase I got a frantic phone call from someone at work.

Anyway, its a good thing I was. I had some trackies and a t-shirt on, sipping coffee and working through a stack of books for an essay for uni, the essay is on gay equality and the supreme court in the US, so its a stack of books with gay titles and big rainbow flags, or its old fashioned journals with HOMOSEXUALITY blazed across the bound cover.

I get a bang on the door. Slightly worried, I open it. There standing is a guy I recognise from uni. Hes tall, thin, mid length dyed black hair sprouting from a wooly hat, a green tshirt and dotty zip up hoody, skinny jeans and red converse shoes...and a side lip ring, like me. I know he's gay, but I dont know if he knows I am. I hadnt ever spoken to him before, no reason to, but here he was.

'Hi I'm here to fix your smoke alarm.' He didnt look phased at all.

'Eh, ok, in you come.' I wasnt aware it was broken, but whatever. He had a small pack of mechanical looking things with him. As he walks in, i can see he notices the big rainbow flag on the wall, the hollyoaks hunks calendar, random pictures of semi-naked men cut out from magazines and pinned to the wall, and the stack of books about gay stuff, with one helpfully open on the chapter: 'BOWER V. HARDWICK, THE BURGER COURT AND SODOMY.'

I dont know why they made they set the word sodomy in a large typeset and on its own line, but there you are.

I probably wouldnt have been embarrased if it was an obvious straight looking guy, I guess he would have been more embarrased, or if it were a girl, but the fact it was a gay guy, and a hot gay guy. Its student accomodation Im in, and they employ students as receptionists, admin staff, and handymen, so it seems.

'Its just that your flat's smoke alarms havnt been working, so we need to fix it, it shouldnt take too long.' He said in his posh english accent, kneeling on my bed to reach for the smoke alarm. I sat on the chair and watched his hoody and t shirt lift to reveal his tiny thin body and snail trail going from his belly to his jeans, wrapped with a metal studded belt.

'Havnt seen you out at the Union in a few weeks, usually see you most saturdays.' he said to me.

ok, omigod is this hottie flirting with me??...omigod, breathe.

'Yeh not been able to go out in a while, so much work to do yaknow, which is why Im awake at this time in the morning and you didnt catch me half naked in bed.'

he laughed...he laughed at it, proper. 'Aww, well thats a shame!'

AAAAHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAAA!!!! HES FLIRTING!! OMIGOD OK I CAN DO THIS I CAN DO THIS!!.

'I'll be heading out tonight though, my drinking money, I mean student loan's come through.' I said...mental note, *be sure and text mates about going to the union tonight*

He laughed again. 'Thats good, I'll be seeing you there then. I think we need another dance. Ok I'm nearly done, just fitting this tampering device, because people have been pulling it off when the fire alarm goes off'

'You mean I could have just pulled it out and got a decent nights sleep when it goes off at 3am?'

He giggled again, jeeze whats wrong with him!! I aint that funny. 'Ahh well not any more, now we'll know.'

'So you'll come back and sort me out if i do it then?'

He finished fixing it, turned and looked at me, sitting in the desk chair, scruffy cloathes, morning breath and hair (although its pretty short at the mo so not that bad) and turned to look at me.

'Well you never know!'

He walked over to the desk, and leaned past me, so close that i could lick his nipple if i wanted...i refrained, and scribbles something on the open book, never mind that there was a piece of paper there but whatever.

Underneath 'BOWERS V. HARDWICK, THE BURGER COURT AND SODOMY' he had written his mobile number, his name, 'Si' and had scribbled out the R in BURGER and added a ;)

He put the pen down and headed for the door
'Just in case you cant find me tonight and we can get that dance!'

I walked him to the door.
'Great!' I said, 'Ill see you tonight then!'

'Bye!' he said, smilling as he left.

omigod, what the fuck was that all about?? I went and sat down on the bed, confused. I then got up and looked at my face closely in the mirror...he couldnt really fancy me? I went and sat back down on the bed, scratching my head. I texted my mate who I thought my know him, telling her what had happened.

She text back straight away.

'Ahhhh he finaly spoke 2 u!!! hes fancied u 4 ages Nick! member at the union a wile ago u 2 were heavy dirty dancin and snogged? course we're goin out 2 nite! u 2 r gettin it on! xx

i texted back: 'what? i dont member snoggin him! hes well hot tho! cant believe he actually fancies me! how long u known?'

'it was that night wen u thru up outside after, then we went to 24hr tesco but we got kiked out cuz u kept callin evry1 facist bastards and tried to steal the frozen chips. hes been on about u for like a month but promised me to say nuffink! ahh cant believe u 2 r guna be shaggin am so excited! b round l8r to get ready!xx'

i definetley dont remeber that, but it sure sounds like me! Oh well!!

I got a call from the doctor soon after, he was asking if i was coming back this weekend, as we liv in different cities, but i told him I was too busy, yeh, too busy gettin it on with a hottie!!

ooh its gunna be a night!!

like hate...except not

2008-03-08T04:00:00.000-08:00

He pushed me down, and I snaked my naked form down his still body. Deliberatley trying, always thinking about how to be sexy for him, as if at any moment he might realise that I aint good enough for him. I reached over to the floor and fished for a condom out of my jeans. Arching my back, i ripped it open with my teeth, always keeping my eyes on him. He looked back at me, slightly biting his bottom lip, stroking his dick that I was going to service.

I rolled it down and pumped a good amount of lube onto it. Stradling his body, kneeling up on the bed, I took a hold of his hard, thick cock. Looking out of the window at the cityscape as it descended into dusk, as Friday night started to begin, all I could think about was the wealth of possibilities out there, of the masses of men to be met...and how I didnt care.

I slid down, his head penetrating me, I moaned, it hurt. I stayed still. My hand ran over his chest, he had clipped his chest hair, so it was a rough one way and smooth the other. My finger found its way to his mouth, lightly tracing the outline of his soft lips. I slid down some more. Slowly, I heard and felt it. He was totally in. I pushed bak a little to make sure every inch of him was now enclosed in me. His hands on my hips, he guided my body as I lifted myself back up. Breathing heavily, I closed my eyes and tried to block everything else out, and just enjoy the sensation.

It was a busy city out there, the horns were going, the train rubled past his flat, and I tried not to think about how my train was leaving in 90 mins. I had been on the road for a few days, in fact I hadnt slepped in my own bed for 6 nights, and wasnt going to for another 3. Politics, it takes alot of work. And he understood that.

But I pushed all that out of my mind as I felt his cock create its own space in me. He started to lift his hips up to bang all of it inside me. Thrust it in, i moaned, harder. He did it again, and again, independant pumps of his dick. Random, rather than a flowing motion. It was very good.

I moved down to kiss him, and both his hands went to my ass cheeks, lifting it as he stuffed it in me. Later, he moved me, so I was lying on the bed, knees almost against my chest, hole exposed. He was on top of my side. He took his index fingers and slid them inside my wet hole, but used them to gently stretch it. It felt good, I felt like I could take more than him. With his fingers still in there, he took his cock and nuzzled it against my hole and he pushed firmly to get inside me. It was intense, I lay back and just took it, let him do what he wanted. He took one of the fingers out but slid another in from the other hand, so I was taking hard thrusts from his dick as well two fingers massaging my gspot.

I cried out in utter ecstasy, he pushed, slammed, slid, whatever to me. My eyes were shut fast and my mouth was permanently open whether or not sound was coming out. He manoueverd me so he was holding both my ankles up, like a piece of meat, with dick now punding into me and his fingers doing I dont know what the fuck but it was like constant orgasm. I guess doctors know about the body, huh?

It didnt feel like I was a piece of meat he was using for his own pleasure, it felt like he was taking care of me, doing this for me, to make sure I was ok, I was loving it. i didnt feel anymore that i had to try please him or make myself more attractive to him, and then I regretted telling him I loved him. I didnt, I knew I didnt, but I guess I said it because I was trying to show some sort of dependence to him, just to be sure he wouldnt think I was not interested?

I barley touched my own dick before I felt myself cuming. It was almost sore it was so intense and it was the second time in only about half an hour. Was just aswell I had my eyes closed, because a hige splat landed on my eye, another straight into my open mouth, my face was covered. He eased his fingers out, pumped his dick in me a few more times then pulled out. I heard the condom snap off and I felt him get closer. His balls were slapping against my chin as he wanked over my face, and another huge shower of cum swamped me. His voice shuddered as he emptied himself over me, then rubbed his cock head around my cummy mouth. I opened it and let him in,cleaning off his and my cum.

Throwing me a towel, I got it all off, and we lay there together, watching the clock, I didnt have long, but he was giving me a lift to the station. We started talking about politics. Now he is a tory, and I dont like it, not at all. in fact I hate tories. I always used to say I would never sleep with a tory, in fact I had even turned down a hot guy who was before. The doctor was different, I dont know why. probably because when we met we had had sex before i found out, and afterwards I didnt want to stop having sex with him.

When we talk politics, it is often mocking each others beliefs, because in reality we cant square it. Me, a 'radical homosexual' and all the rest, and him, who doesnt even identify as being gay i dont think. But whatever, I have come to understand that not everyone can agree with me, i have to accept the fact that other people are just wrong and there is nothing much i can do about it!

But then he said he voted BNP.
'What?' I said, a bolt of something going through me. We were lying face to face, my leg over him and his fingers rubbing my hole gently.
'I dont think you know how right wing I really am Nick' I pushed his hand away.
'BNP is not right wing, its fucking facist. are you serious??'
He seemed almost proud of it, he was smiling, and said yeh he was. Tory was one thing, BNP another. I didnt feel upset or anything, I just felt determined to get out of there and never speak to him again. It may have been an amazing fuck, but I still have principles.

I got out of bed and hunted around for my clothes. Getting them on as quickly as possible, he looked a bit shocked.
'Did you actually?' I asked
He sat up in bed, still with that weird smirk.
'Yeah! Why does it matter? Nick come back to bed.'
'No, im leaving' I mumbled. I looked at him as I got everything together. It wasnt hate, it was something else. I was determined to leave, i knew I would have no trouble in never talking to him again. For some reason it didnt bother me. I was kind of pleased within myself that I was ok with it, despite not long earlier having being doing everyhting i could to have him and hope he would keep me. But no, I was leaving. I slid my shoes on, didnt even tie the laces, and was just going for the bedroom door.

'Nick!! Come back to bed, Im just messing with you. Of course i didnt vote BNP.
'Actually?'
'Of course not, Im just winding you up! Jesus what is wrong with you?'

I dont know, but I came back to bed, but i acted funny with him. He managed to convince me, somewhat, that he really was joking. And he does like winding me up. But even still.

I left him at the train station, he tried to kiss me but i wouldt let him. I got to my thing and stayed at my mates that night, me and her staying up late over tequila, me decrying the relationship as over.

The next day at work, i was now talking about him as my 'ex'- boyfriend. I got a call from him, trying to make peace. Then at the end of the call, he said he really did vote BNP. I was fuming. He sent me a text straight after with a ;) so i didnt know if he was really serious or what. All I knew was he was trying to get me worked up, and it was working.
I dindt answer any of his texts or calls the rest of the day. Then we were out for dinner after, and my mates did a shit job of making sure i didnt crawl back to him. I texted him telling him that if he was joking, stop it because it wasnt funny, and if he was serious then it was over. I got a text back straight away, telling me he was joking, he was sorry and he had bought me an expensive gift. I called him, Ok, i said, whatever I cant be bought, you know, you didnt have to, but thanks.
And yeah, he said, he was joking, he was just winding me up because It was so easy to do. He found it hilaroious.
But were fine now, dont know what he got me because ive not seen him since, but at least its interesting. Hes not like the usual ones. I dont need to play games like telling him I love him or whatever, that was a stupid thing to do. Just need to have a laugh. Anyway, I think I have more than met my match.

cant please everyone

2008-03-07T03:18:00.000-08:00

"TRUE LIFE TALES The anonymous sex blog that inspired this original Bailiwick production is repetitive, sluggish, and laughably noncredible.

Every sexual escapade, chronicled in exhausting detail by its alleged 19-year-old gay author Nick, comes straight from twink cumslut central casting. So it's a minor miracle that adapter-director David Zak was able to whittle six months of postings down to a nimble, varied, and engaging evening of joyous dirty talk.

Zak's staging subtly questions the author's authenticity: four interchangeable actors play Nick--sometimes all at once--and carry scripts, suggesting the blog's scripted nature. There's no fake sex. Instead, the actors tell explicit stories with irony and open-heartedness, reminding us that 30 years after the failed sexual revolution sex can still be a gas. "

--I saw a mate the other day who I havnt seen in a while. She asked, 'Hows your sex life?'
'The usual, you know, varied. Oh and they're making a play of it!'
'Finally!' She said, 'its far too good to keep to yourself.'

like love...except not

2008-03-02T10:45:00.000-08:00

I met up with the Doctor for lunch. We has a great time, really good. Then we went back to his flat. Thigs were going fine. I went and had a shower cuz i had been on the road for a few days.

Walking back into the room with just the towel around me, still a bit wet. he looks at me funny. Gets up from the couch and pushes me right against the wall, holding my chest back against the wall so I coulnt get away.

He proper kissed my mouth, shoving his toungue all the way in and eating my face off. He positioned his body into mine and threw of my towel, his hard dick rubbing into mine through his jeans and my thick meat sitting against my body and his...

...in his mouth, he got it wet like before and gobbled it up...

...on the bed, him lying there, me on my knees, arched back, sucking on his upright cock, taking it all inside my mouth, seeing it shine, sloppy, he moaned...

...i held his head and pulled it over to my dick, sitting on his face. He took it in his mouth, and I began to pump it. Sliding in and out his warm, wet mouth, he tokk it in and tried to push his head down more, take more down his throat. He did, and I began to slide my dick into his mouth almost all the way, and fuck his throat, faster and faster...

...'open your mouth, thats it you bitch, keep it open. You want my cum? You want it down your throat do you? Take it man. Fuckin open that gob up wider, thats it, nice and big, get ready to take it, im gunna shoot'...

...I shot a massive load straight into his open mouth, it kept cumming, all of it, right into his gob. He licked up the drops left on my cock and we kissed with his mouthfull of cum...

...'I love you' i said into his ear, then bit the lobe...he looked at me and put his hands onto my shoulders, pushing me down onto his dick, not saying anything...

the meaning of life?

2008-02-21T17:02:00.000-08:00

Im very excited to think that the play, 'True Life Tales' based on this blog, is premiering friday in chicago. There was an article about it on Theatremania.com which really made me laugh! ...and then think...

The cast of True Life Tales

The Meaning of Life
David Zak discusses Bailiwick Repertory's True Life Tales, adapted from the actual blog entries of Nick, a 19-year-old gay man living in the U.K.

Talk about reality theater! The Chicago-based Bailiwick Repertory's latest offering, True Life Tales, is derived from the actual blog entries of Nick, a 19-year-old gay man living in the U.K., who presents his online readers with detailed and graphic accounts of his real-life sexcapades. However, adapter/director David Zak is choosing to play down the sex in his staged version, insisting "A little bit goes a long way."

Zak says he's drawn to Nick's blog because, "You really get a great portrait of him growing up." But is that portrait completely authentic? "The only thing we really have is Nick's word," Zak admits. "Are they really real? That's half the fun of the blog." Still, Zak and his actors -- there are four of them, all portraying the character of Nick -- have been in contact with the "real" Nick for this production. Of their first online encounter with him, Zak recalls, "We were horrified. One of the actors wrote to him and the e-mail came back with both his first and last names. The actor didn't want to know, because now suddenly Nick's a real person."

From that correspondence, Zak learned some things that conflicted with his initial impression of Nick. Still, he says the question is not so much about authenticity, but the subjectivity of language. "We all have different images based on our age and experience," he says. "Language can lead us and make us see stuff in different ways."

http://www.theatermania.com/content/news.cfm/story/12923

I thought the bit where they are horrified when they find out my 'real name' on the email was good! I can totally imagine a collective gasp from a bunch of strapping young men all huddled around a computer as we type emails back and forth. On the subject of the guys playing 'me,' i was telling a few of my mates about how they were doing this play about my blog, and I saw the photo of the four actors playing me. I was horrified, HORRIFIED to see that they are all far more attractive than I am (being the middle aged fat bald woman that I am)

But when it hit them that I was a real person, thats something there. 'Suddenly Nick's a real person'. It says alot about the de-personalisation of sex, doesnt it? Here this blog is, cheap smut to feed my voyuristic appetite, highly sexual and all the rest, used by many a man to wank over...but to find out was written by a real person, to think that somebody has done these things, you read about them and may have been turned on by them, and now to communicate on a one to one level with the writer, it must arouse a similar voyurstic feeling in others, but one which they may not like.

So their impression of me, different from what is portayed on the blog? Well what is portrayed on the blog is a one sided charcter, who does nothing in the readers mind but have sex then write about it. And why would you want to know anything else? The blog is a sex blog, it is for people to read about sex. In porn, you dont want a complicated, multi dimensional charachter, with dialogue and an intricate polt. You want to see the shagging. Of course someones impressions of me will be different if they talk to me in person. I am not a sexual being 24/7, i have a busy life, with sex being one of many parts, and this blog connected to my sexual self, not my politcal self, or my self at work, or with my family or my friends or with my boyfriend. You are only ever truly yourself when you are on your own, talking in your own head, even then you might be lying. And the key to a perfect relationship if for both people to truly be themselves, and be comfortable with each other and with who they really are, but people spend a lifetime trying to achieve that. I dont believe that nany more than a handful of people are totally comfortable with every aspect of who they are, know it and accept it.

So obviousley it will be a shock for the actors to see a one dimensional charachter turn into something 3d, with depth and with feeling. But even then, its still only their impression, as my self is being conveyed to them, like David Zak said, through the language which is subjective, and has a difference seeing how we are in different countries.

In most of these tales, there is only two people that can vouch for the authenticity of them, me and the person I was having sex with (threesomes and tensomes excluded.) But even then, not really. In many of the posts about S, it is me that is talking about how i felt. I dont know how he felt, and he certanily didnt know how I felt. So the authenticity of it comes down to one thing. Me, im talking about what i want to talk about. I have absolute freedom. I dont have to tone it down because I am teeling it to my friend and they dont want to hear the graphic details. And If it were me who was reading this, if you had the impression that the person writing this was completley one dimensional, if it was just sex and nothing else, yes, I would question how true it all was. But to be 'horriffied' to think that I am a real person, like the actors do, well surley that must tell them that yes, I am real. I am a person, I think and experience things and I write them down. My name, what does it matter? This blog, by any other name, would still be as filthy.

I think its good that David Zaks' impression of me was startled when we communicated. It shows him, and me, that i am more than these actions that I write about, and it should show him too, and all the other people that read this blog or are going to see the play.

These are the true life sex tales, past and present, of a complex, conflicted, multi-dimensional, difficult, different, sensitive and rough 19 year old guy living in the UK. My life, isnt just one blog post after another. It is every minute of every day that I have. I live it. And I choose to share a few of those minutes with you.

fucking craigs virgin ass

2008-02-19T06:21:00.000-08:00

you may remember a while ago about the stunner that lives upstairs, Craig. I had blown him last year after we seen each other at a gay club. I literarly hadnt seen him since then, neither of us live there full time. But I saw him on Friday, oh my I saw quite alot of him.

Well the day before had been valentines day. I had come back home for the weekend from uni, got the early bus and I arrived about haf ten on Friday morning.

Now valentines is a weird thing. Its pretty much capitalist consumerist heterosexism day. Think about it, all the images and advertising you see around valentines is all straight couples and how deep they can look into each others eyes and all that shit. Its a load of pish. It just makes sinlge people feel like shit, and it makes anyone who doesnt fancy people of the opposite sex feel EVEN MORE like an outsider. Heteronormavity i think they call it, making straight relationships the dominant interpretaion of love to the deliberate exlusion of all other expressions of love.

Some of it is quite sinister, getting kids to make valentines cards and then encouraging them to display affection for the opposite sex. I guess alot of it is to do with the patriarchy and masculinity. In class yesterday, we were talking about political cleavages. Now there is two typical lad lads siting up the front, I dont like them cuz I had my hair cut all funky and they sniggered at it, the cunts, but anyway, we were talking about political cleavages in class. The tutor asks them a question, and one of them says something about how they would rather be talking about the other type of cleavages. Har har har. But the tutor thinks this is fucking hilarious, and that these lads, 'ahh their alright, boys will be boys' and all that attitude. So the rest of the class is pretty much taken up with the three of them swapping sexist jokes, while the rest of us sit there, learning nothing.

Anyway, I was ranting about something else...Hetronormavity and valentines day. Why can only heterosexual people celebrate valentines...and why is everything fucking pink?? Two valentines ago, when I was with S, we went out to a fairly posh restaurant for dinner. Now we stuck out like sore thumbs that night, jeesus. Especcialy when I got down on one knee after the main course and asked him to marry me!

So yeah, I arrive home on Friday morning to see Craig at the door, looking as fucking hot as ever, barefooted in jeans and a tanktop, saying goodbye to his girlfriend. Aww I thought, int that nice, big gay craig gets a shag on valentines, while I got pissed wiv ma flatmates and we went through each others relationship history with a fine tooth comb. It was great actually, there was crying, cake, and vomit.

There both still fucking hugging and licking each others mouths by the time I get from the road to the door of the flats, 'Hi' she smiles sweetly, pushing out her boobs and flicking her blond hair in an attempt to tease me, well thats how I take it anyway. 'Awrite mate' Craig pipes in. I mumble, stub out my fag and head inside.

So by the time I get in and do what I have to do, Ive just sat down with a cup of tea when there is a loud knock at the door. Grumbling, I go to get it, not thinking it would be him.
'Awrite mate, how ya doin? Aw man did you see that bird? Fuckin hell shes hot int she?'
He says all this and keeps talking like an excited child while walking through the door into the flat. He actually doesnt stop talking about it. He apparantly just met her and asked her out in an impulse for valentines and int she amazing. I manage to interject to offer him some tea too.

So I get him one, and we sit down on the couch, and he is still explaining it all in detail. And Im just sitting there wondering...why the fuck are you telling me? I swear its like we are long lost mates or something, any moment now I reckon he is going to ask me how Im getting on with the doctor. Im like jesus just because you wanked into my mouth last year doesnt giv u the right to be my mate and distrurb me while im trying to have a fucking sit down and a cup of tea! thats all, maybe even a biscuit, but now I have to listen to this hetronormativity bollocks.

Well thats what im thinking while hes talking anyway. I get more interested though when he starts telling me how he tried to have anal sex with her, how he wonders what its like and that. I cut in and say
'oh man its brilliant'
'what? it is? how do you know?'
'fuck sake craig im gay. we gay men are constantly having anal sex, in fact thats why so many of us are in low paid jobs, not because we couldt complete school or go into further education becuase of homophibia or had been kicked out of home so had to fend for ourselves, but because we are having anal sex all day, its that good.' - well i didnt say that, but along those lines.

So im telling him about poppers and rimming and how to have good sex, and the poor cunt is so obvious he is hanging onto my everyword.
'So do you have poppers then?' he asks
'aye man, there in my room, want to come check it out?'

We go into my room, and i open the drawer with condoms, lube, a dildo and some poppers. I take them out and take some, showing them how to use it.
He takes a massive hit and stands there.
'that'll make ur arsehole open more so i can get my tounge further in it' i say
Craig looks at me funny, andI take the oppertunity and place my hand on his arse, moving my fingers round to where his hole is.
'feel that?' i say, as i press my fingers through his jeans to his hole.
'mmm man thats good' with that, he kisses me, and we fall onto the bed, him on top of me, rubbing his ass over my cock, kissing heavily.

I pull down his jeans and realise he has no underwear on. I run my hands over his bare, familiar arse, feeling the hair around his hole, pulling his cheeks apart and running a finger over his rough man cunt.

I flip him over onto his back, whip off his jeans to leave him lying there in nothing but his tanktop, with his thick cock flapping onto his stocmach, and low hanging balls covering up this mans crack. We take another few big hits of poppers, and I lift his legs, his balls flapping back, and run my tounge down his crack.

It tastes so good, like a mans sweaty fuck hole should. Smelling musty, with his cock already smelling a bit like sex from fucking his girlfriend probably only a few hours before.
I lick at his red hole, shoving my tounge right into it, my mouth eating it all up. I begin to finger him too, feeling the warmth inside and opening up his ass as he lies back, moaning, and taking hit after hit of poppers.

He is lying there almost lifeless with all the stuff he has taken, but he moves his head up to kiss me, tasting his own ass juices. He pulls me nearer to him, grabbing my cock and placing on his ass hole which has already opened up quite a bit.
'fuck me man.'

I grab a condom and lube from the drawer. Him on his back, holding his legs behind him, exposing his bare ass cheeks and his hot hole, opened up and ready to be fucked. I ask him if he has ever been fucked before.
'naw man, but i want it fucken rough. Seen it in vids man, guys fucken, looks well hot. give it to me man,'

well alright then. I drip the cold lube onto his wet ass hole, pushing the stuff all the way down inside his open hole as he moans in pleasure.
Slipping the condom on and lubing up my own hole, I am up on my knees, towering over Craig. I point my hard cock down, and slide it inside his hole, stopping at hte head to let him get used to it. He is moans softly and plays with his own big, hairy cock. Pulling his tank top up to reveal his rippled chest, I pull mine up and put it over the back of my head and push my trackies down a little more round my knees.

I push all the way in, not stopping, right down untill his eyes open wide and he is biting the pillow. I can hear the squelch of my lubed up cock rubbing against his virgin ass hole, and he likes it. I withdraw my dick, and this time holding his ankles out wide, i slide back in faster. I move my body down to get even further into him, and he takes it all, not closing his eyes and whispering 'fuck me fuck me fuck me' under his breath, totally out of it from all them poppers.

I begin to fuck him fast. I only slide half in and out, his tight cunt feeling amazing, squeezing against my thick meat as i pump him. Pulling has ass in closer to me, my heavy balls slap against his cheeks as i shove my thick meat in and out of his virgin cunt. Im fucken loving it, feeding this mans brand new addiction to fat cocks up his arse.

I hadnt fucked a hole in a while, and I wasnt in no romantic mood, ten minutes of slam packing his butt and Im ready to shoot. I fuck even faster if thats possible, and hes still moaning quietly, still playing with him meat. I throw my head back and shove my hole cock into him with a massive grunt as my wad fills up the condom. im drenched in sweat. He looks up at me, pretty satisified.

I pull out of his hole and whip the condom of my limp dick. He gets to his knees and kisses me, then pushes me down to his cock. I suck the thick sweaty thing for a bit, tasting someone else, but also a bit of lube and ass juices from his vicious pumping. Im lying down on the bed, and he is sitting on me, lube leaking onto my body from his hole, wanking his cock over my open mouth. Last time he shot onto my face, but this time he just shoves his dick in my gob so hard that i nearly choke, and get to feel wads of cum shoot, with some force, out of his dick and down my throat. He shoots cum for a good 10 seconds filling up my mouth and emptying his balls. Its well good, and he strokes my face as i swallow it all

After, we lie on the bed for a while, him in his tanktop, me in my tshirt behind my head and my trackies now round my ankles, both exhausted. After a while he gets up, says he has stuff to do, gets his jeans back on and goes back upstairs. I finally get to sit down and chill, although the interuption was kinda worth it.

I get a text from him a bit later. 'cheers for that m8, fukin brill. will get u 4 sumore soon'

where do I go from here?

2008-02-11T19:14:00.000-08:00

I started selling myself on cam ont his website. People pay to see me jack off on cam, and they can phone and chat to me too. But it means I have to sit around all night, on line, waiting for someone to come along and 'book' me. So in the last few days I have done very little except sitting around on the pc waiting for someone to want me...its rather depressing!

But no, I can learn to live with it on in the background and make sure I get my shit done, and I am making a little bit :D

But...a guy tonight asked if I escorted. Well, I have a couple of times, but that was a long long time ago and pretty much a one off...i think. But now I am really confused. I am at a crossroads certanily. I can do it. I know I can and I would, £130 I was offered for two hours. But if I did it, i could do it again...and do i want to? I dont know. I like sex, obviousley, and I have had sex with so many uglies that I might as well be getting paid for it. But do i want to be someone that gets paid for sex? I dont know...maybe. Will it ruin sex for me? maybe... I dont know...but I got a couple of weeks till decide.

In the meantime, the doctor is comeing up to see me tomorrow, spending the night. I actually do like the doctor, we get on well and all that stuff, but he lives in a different city, which has left me a little restless over the last week.

Thursday I went and hooked up with an old ex, Toby. I dont know if I have talked about him on here before, I dont think so, but he was good. I had been searchin around that night for someone to fuck, I was getting knowhere, then I seen him online. Hadnt spoken to him in nearly a year, but said hi, asked if he wanted a fuck, and two hours later im in his flat and were sitting on his bean bag having a fag and getting on like a house on fire all over again!

Now the sex, well! I havtn had sex like that since...well since I saw Toby last!
He is something. Chubby, but incredibly good looking with an amazing personality and we click like that, which is where i think the real attraction is.

We start kissing, its pretty passionate, like really passionate. He gets my jeans down and my top off, and I do him too. We're standing in his bedroom, half naked, hugging and kissing like mad. Next thing Im thrown on the bed, boxers off my legs and thrown onto the floor, legs in the air and having my ass eaten out. It was pretty good!

He gets really animal when he's horny, so I fingered myself with some lube and opened my ass up a bit as he went straight for the condoms. Sliding one on, he pretty much just slid in his thick, 8" cock to the pubes without any pause.

It was good ot feel him in me. My legs wrpped around his shoulders and him on his knees, he fucked me. Next it was on all fours, and I just moaned like a total skank. He litteraly fucked me in that position, me on all fours an him stading up, from 11:30 ish till after 1am!!! I had taken a lot of poppers and we used a hell of a lot of lube!

He collapses on my back as he shoots his load inside me. I feel the condom filling up in my ass. Pulling out, I collapse onto my back, naked with a gaping hole and lube leaking out of it, and smoke three fags in a row. While Im smoking, Toby is sucking at my cock. His wet lips greedily feeding on my knob. Just as ive lit the third fag, I start to get really close, and I take a drag in and shoot down his gob. As he comes up from my cock, face full of cum, I kiss him, and blow the smoke down his throat too.

I stay the night, and we leave early in the morning. Him to work and me to a strike.

Doctor coming up tomorrow! really looking forward to it now actually! its not been a great weekend. Well good in the fact that had a great night out sat and went to movies sunday, but not really achieved much on the work front, and I cant afford to be wasting time with this cam shit. Its a stupid way to try make money. Nah Im not gonna waste more time on it. If im at the pc and nothing better to do, fine ill have it on. but have wasted one weekend, not wasting another.

True Life Tales...LIVE!

2008-02-11T19:10:00.000-08:00

Now I dont know about all this then!

"True Life Tales
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Bailiwick has never shied away from controversial subject matter, and this performance piece taken from the internet blog True Life Tales of a Teenage Slut is a sexy, hilarious, powerful and eye-opening look at today's youth.

Our blogger is Nick. We know he lives in the U.K, is 19, loves men, and loves sex. And what Nick creates, in his blog from June 2007 to January 2008, is an intriuging portrait of a contemporary young man, coming of age.

At times funny and tender, or brutal and frank, Nick holds a mirror up to the lives of many in his generation. Like Jack Kerouac before him, Nick records what he sees and experiences, and his blog has be read by thousands across the globe.

TRUE LIFE TALES, a new late night performance piece, brings that blog to life on stage. "

http://www.bailiwick.org/calendar/show_detail.php?ID=284

hilarious??? powerfull??? EYE OPENING???!!!

I have been grossly misinformed!! I was under the impression that this was cheap smut and nothing more!!

But hey you lot in Chicago, go and do us a favour, check it out and see if it still gives you a hard on, if not...well i dont know if its worthy of the True Life Tales seal!!

Nah only kiddin im well pleased!

Anyway, I know I havent been posting in quite a while, i am sorry. Hopefully now I will be getting back into regular posts.

oh doctor!

2008-01-10T11:30:00.000-08:00

Hey guys thanks for your support in the last few weeks, I promise I've not stopped blogging! I have just been busy with work and not had much time for sex or writing about it.

But I have just started seeing this gorgously handsome doctor, with a 8 inch, thick as fuck cut cock! He took me round to his new flat after our first date the other day. He hasnt moved in yet, so there was nothing in the flat.

I sat up on the kitchen counter while he went to the loo, and when he came back, he got my cock out of my jeans and put his hot wet mouth over it, suking me till my cock was rock hard. His finger worked its way under my jeans and my balls, pushing against my ass hole. my head was resting back against the kitchen cupboards as his finger inserted itself inside me. His thick, blunt finger fought its way up my ass, pushing against something which made my cock get even harder.

We kept on kissing as he pushed his dry finger in and out of my hole. I hadnt had it in quite a while, and I was about to be fucked by a guy who I really fancy, and who really fancies me :D
Although hes shorter, and more ginger, he has the most lovley face, and gets a look of passion on his face when he gets horny that i havnt seen since S.

He fishes out a bottle of lube from his pocket and wets his finger. This time pulling my jeans and boxers off over my boots, two of his thick fingers push into me, in between my skin and the marble of the kitchen counter.

I moaned as he kissed my neck and his two fingers were in me fully. After quite a while of him opening my tight hole up, he got to his knees. I lifted my legs right up, so my dirty black boots were on the counter and my knees were up to my chin. Seperating my legs wide and exposing my wet hole, his tounge went straight for it as he licked me out. My cock stood up thick and straight, and his tounge ventures up from my hole, licking my balls and playing with them in bis mouth before gaping his mouth round my cock.

I grabbed his head and pushed his mouth as far into my hole as I possibley could, demanding that he fill me up and shove his dick in me. Suddenly there was a beeping. It was his phone, he had to start nightshift at the hospital in 30 minutes.

'better make this a quickie' he told me.

In a flash, he threw down his trousers, grabbed a condom and rolled it down his cock, squirted some lube on his fingers and slapped it on my ass. One of my booted legs touched the ground, the other resting over his shoulder as his dick head rested against my hole.

My hands on his ass, i pushed his cock right inside me as he began to fuck me. It was amazing!!!! My back was pushed against the kitchen counter and his hands were holding the cabinet above as he began to pump my cunt like mad. Ramming his dick in and out of me, my head banged against the cupboard and pe pulled my leg up as far as it could possibley stretch to get a smoother access to my boy hole so he could pump it and pump it. I tried to mouth the words out 'im gunna cum' and he said the same thing through panting. He grabbed the tshirt and pulled it up covering my head as I felt myself explode from him wanking me, cum smacking onto my chest. I felt a space open inside me as he pulled his dick out, whipped off the condom and shot his massive wad onto me too, our cum mixing on my chest.

After a long, deep kiss, we cleaned up and he dropped me home before he headed off for nightshift. Amazing fuck, amazing guy.

had enough

2007-12-27T16:30:00.000-08:00

This post on rawTOP really pissed me off. I know he's a barebacker who just dont care, fine. But a young guy asked him for advice about getting cum in his ass and whether or not to take the risk. First of all its pretty stupid to ask someone like rawTOP for impartial advice, so obv the guy who was asking knew what kind of answer he was going to get, but still, to tell someone in their early 20's that they should go and get 'pozzed up' is fucking mental. Then to go on and spew some pure pish about how certain strains of HIV can 'vaccinate' you, leaving you free to go and get cum in your ass is utter shite.

http://www.rawtop.com/blog/2007/12/what-should-young-neg-bottom-do.html

Also a reader emailed me the other day, telling me about some hookup he had where some annonymous guy left two loads in his ass. Another guy left a comment with his barebackrt.com profile saying:
"if you want to breed my hole, or take my seed in yours - it'd be a blog for ya.. check me out.."

Fuck off.

This blog is the True Life Tales of a Teenage Slut. I write about what has happened to me. Some of which has been bareback, but in the context of the post and the situation. I dont intentionally go out and seek a raw fuck. I think you have to be a fucking idiot to do so. And i've had enough of reading blogs with disgust as they go around barebacking. Its a stupid thing to do, and it will kill you. But its one thing to do it yourself with other idiots. I cant stop them, nor will they stop writing it and people wont stop reading it. But its quite another thing to go and tell someone that they should get intentionally infected with HIV, and its on another level to have unsafe sex with someone without their knowledge, as some bloggers claime to do. In fact its a fucking sick crime.

So I have had enough of it. And if idiots like the guy who emailed me or the one who commented me cant understand the context of when I have had it raw, and also the fact that I dont advise, encourage, or seek out unsafe sex, in fact quite the opposite, then im simply going to stop posting about it. Which frankly I dont want to do because i want to write the truth about what happened. I dont want this blog just to be a load of sex stories, i want them to be something bigger, more. I want it to reflect the deep conflicts and desires of the soul, I want to explore human love and the emotions that come from sex, I want this to be a mature peice of work, a good peice of work with ups and downs and all the rest.

So be a fucking grown up about it. Just cuz you read about it or watch it on the telly or even THINK in your mind that you WANT it doesnt mean you should go and DO it, fucking idiots, because you will die, and so will all the other poor cunts you go and fuck with raw.

gavin, the deconstructuon of

2007-12-11T14:41:00.000-08:00

Im writing this and I really shouldt be. My exam is mere hours away. But im watching this programme on channel 4 about female sex bloggers, you know the whole 'belle de jour' thing. And I was wondering if i were a women writing this about all the indiscretions with men, would I be making a load of money from this??
Probably not!

But it has made me realised how much I love blogging. I love this blog, I love writing it. I love all of you who read this blog (there you go, I did it, I said I love you first). Im anonymous in this blog, to a certain extent. As far as all of you know you have an idea of where I am and what I do. So you think and believe it because I tell you it, but you really dont know. And it helps, I think it helps people identify with what Im writing about because its anonymous, because you dont have to put a face to it. It could be your story your reading, or it could be your fantasy that Im describing. Anonymity helps me write this anyway. Anonymity is fascinating to me. I love the idea of doing something amazing like this, and nobody knowing who I might really be. And the idea of anonymous sex makes me close to cumming with the very idea of it.

Leaving my door unlocked, lying on the bed, arse in the air, letting whoever cum in and cum in me. Anonymous sex is fucking hot. Its just pure sex, its just pure lust. Its just cock and arse and cum, theres no name, no face, no bullshit. Its a fuck its a blow its getting a load off and in this world, with busy lives and sexual appetites constantly needing to be filled. I dont think anyone has the amount and quality of sex they want all the time, so isnt it amazing that we can read about the sex someone else is having? You can get hard from it, whack off to it, go and copy the scenario with your own partner or go out and find a partner to do it with. And in some ways it makes anonymous sex ok, I think. The thing with anonymous sex is you never know who it is (duh) so you never really know if its 'right' or not because no one ever really talks about it. So by reading about other people doing it, and having a really good time, it kind of makes you feel alright about going out and having a really good time.

And it works for me to. Because surley the ultimate form of anonymous sex is not leaving your door open and arse bare for anyone to cum in it, because you have had sex with them, you may never see them but you have connected in some way; so therefore truely anonymous sex is having sex, then telling god knows who about it.

I dont know does any of that make sense?

Anyway.
I realise i forgot to tell you about sex with gavin a couple of weeks ago. It had been quite a while since we last hooked up, when I went round to his house (see post 'the original pump and dump') and after he came in my mouth I spat it back at him and slammed the door, and since then we hadnt spoken. But it was about half eleven two tuesday nights ago. I was studying, but had a hook up website on in the background. I was horny, and wanking wasnt going to do it. I saw that gav was online, and immediatley i knew I wanted to have sex with him.
'Havin any luck?' I sent him. Almost straight away I got back:
'Not really. Calling it a night I think, how about you?'
'Me neither. Horny as fuck tho.'

five minutes passed.

'Alright, text me when your outside i'll come open the door'
'Be there in 2 mins'

He lives literarly 150 steps or so away. Which always kind of annoyed me, knowing how hot a fuck was so fucking close, but because he's such a cunt either I see him and want to kick him in the teeth with my steel toe cap or want to rip his clothes off and rub his cum all over me. Tis a paradox I tell ya.

I get there, and we go into his room. Bit of chat for a while. He was telling me about his 21st, did nothing for it. He's one of those guys who has a lot of fuck buddies or gay mates he goes to the pub with and has photos of to put up on bebo and thinks their friends. Then when it comes to it ends up alone. Which is why when we were kind of seeing each other, he would always be available, and when i wasnt, he would get back at me secretly by having sex with other people, then take pleasure in telling me this later on, of course because we were just seeing each other it was ok. I mean if you like someone and are seeing them you dont brag to them about the fact you had a threesome when they were out of town, do you? And the fact that it was at a party i was having in my flat with all my mates, yet he didnt quite fit in, possibley because he invited himself. it was his way of saying yeah ok u have great mates who you've known a long time and are really close to but i can go and get laid anytime i want, and he then left hte party to go out to the gay club, making sure everyone knew that. Or when i used to go round to his, he would often be on a hook up website while i was there. strange person, honest.

Before when we were sort of seeing each other I always used to stay over, or he would stay at mine, and we would literarly spend days together, that why it hurt so much when it ended becuase it felt like more than a fuck buddy thing. I wasnt going to make that mistake this time. The way he was talking made it seem like he wanted us to get into bed and possibley have some sweet love making, followed by hugging and falling asleep in each others arms.

Fucking pussy I was having none of that. The lights went out and as he made is way back to the bed I jumped on top of it, kneeling up and grabbed him, pulling him into a tight kiss. Arms whipping off his top, I sucked on his face and shoved my toungue down his throat, my fingers literaly opening his mouth wide to stop him getting his breath back. I think he knew then he was in for some less than ordinary sex.

We got naked and he was lying under me. I had slowed down abit now, but only because I was in control. Like a lion with his piece of meat, its not dead but it cant run away, so I can take my time. Naturally his hands were pinned down under me. He didnt realise that I wasnt going to let him go untill his phone buzzed from a text, he went to get it but I wouldnt let his arm up. He properly, properly tried, but i had him pinned.

'If you're going to misbehave, you're going to get punnished' i said. The half smile and the pretend struggling after that made it crystal clear to him. This was MY sex, he was just along for the ride.
'Thats it,' I said, 'torture'.

Pinned down, my tounge kept running down his body, all the way to just where his cock was, but bypassing it down the side of his thigh to his hole, but not quite getting there either. This made him go wild. My toungue never tocuhed his dick, but went everywhere else around it. It was glistening with pre cum and quivering with excitement, but I refused to touch it.

Finally, on moving up from his ass, I ran my tounge up the length of his cock and plunged my mouth down on it. He liked that!

Enough of that. Legs in the air, I went to town on his poor hole. It had no chance. I munched and licked the fucking life out of it, untill he could do no more but bring me close, kiss me and beg me to fuck him.

Him still under me, my arms straight out holding me up, I lashed another kiss at him. He turned slighty, moving one leg across to give me access to his wet and ready hole. There was no going back from here. The boy was going to be fucked. He had no choice, he wanted no choice. it was happening.

He hated fingers, so the first thing he felt was my fat cock head pushing past his muscled ass hole. The full length of it entered inside him, bare and raw, lubricated only by the spit from my gob. He moaned as I penetrated him, and he watched my eyes as I began to pump.

Nose to nose, there was nothing between us except sweat and breath. Skin to skin, he was laid bare, unarmed, naked and open for me. No resistance, no respect. In the darkness i could only imagine the scene, but we both knew what it was. Two knowns, two constants who had clashed in the past, magnificently with towering orgams and underground meetings, merging persons who might soon become one, quite possibley become a whole, a couple. But dashed and destroyed, who knows why but for the two negative ends of our own beings, dragging each other apart, for better or worse when the two positive sides only wanted to be together.

Here it was, the union again. Not the two positives coming back and rekindling a loving, respectful night of sex and interest in each other, but the clashing of our negatives. Raw, uninhibited, bare and dark. He made me give him what he wanted, and I took what i had to have.

I still had my underwear on for fuck sake. My silver chain hit his chin as My thrusts inside his warm and sloppy body got me close to cumming.

'Cum on my hole, then lick it off.'

I began to do half thrusts inside him so quickly, almost as quick as my breathing or his moans, untill I got so close that i pulled my cock out, and in a flash he was on his knees, the hole that i was fucking pointing back towards me, my cock aiming at the target I could barley make out, jacking my dick furioulsey with spit, ass juice and sweat the only lube, and my shuddering moan as hot spikes of pleasure coarsed through my veins, better than your first fag after months, i shot far over my target, hitting his back, but i had pointed at it close enough so that the rest of the wad fired directly at his bare hole. It was dark, so I didnt know if any of it went in, but after i stopped shooting I rubbed my cock inbetween his ass cheeks, and then took one more slide inside him, thanks to my own cum. He liked that. I fucked him half heartedly for a little longer like he asked, the lube this time being my own cum inside him.

I pulled out again, and licked up all that I could find around his hole and back. Kissing him with it, we passed it back and forth untill I went to suck his cock, using a combination of spit and cum to wank it with my hand as I sucked.

It wasnt long untill he shot his hot load in my mouth. I let it fill my mouth up, salty hot cum, s little dribbled down my cheek as i threw my head back, and his hand to my throat i swallowed the load. The little from my cheek i scooped up and the finger it was on i put it in his mouth.

Kissing him ended it. the negatives pushed away from each other. Our souls and desires were no longer bared. The lights came back on as I hunted for my clothes, and we were two people again.
I asked him if he wanted me to stay. He did. He wanted the closeness but he never said.
'Do you want me to stay over? I will if you do'
'I'm not bothered' was the pained answer.

so that was that. i got my shoes and he walked me to the door, his negative side that made him bare himself to me, and let me take it, hard and raw, was hidden away again.

'Will you text me?' I asked, getting back to my own, slightly desperate and indecisivley worried self.
'maybe' the cocky answer.
'doubt it' i said, stepping out into 1 am 'you wont change'

I lit a fag and turned away form him for what is most likley the last time.
'doubt that then' he texted me
'if you want me, text me'
'I judt did'

I can never be bothered with mind games are sitting trying to work out what people mean, speccialy a mind fuck cunt like gav.

I left it at that.

I guess that'll be all, till next time. But i dont think it will be the same, now I know him. Properly can tell what type of person he is. Ive thought about it all, our mini relationship, breakdown of, and how he acts and is. And Its kind of easy to spot now, his real soul he showed me. that negative side that lashed out and pretty much ended something good, but is also a void that desperatley wants filled, and his happy to submit and be had, but never willing to say what he wants, actually, as soon as it snaps back.

I dont know i could be talking pish.

cummy xmas and a slutty new year

2007-12-11T09:16:00.000-08:00

One more exam to go tomorrow then im outta this provincial hell hole and back to the big city!
As well as time off and a chance to recharge, I am going to fuck my way rite thru till 2008!! Already changed my location on the hook up websites and a pretty decent number of guys are hitting me up to fuck me :p

Good things sure do cum to those who work hard then have a massive man sex filled xmas blow out! I shall have more cock up's [me arse] than the new British government. (Ah my sparkling wit!)

bangin against the headboard good!

2007-12-09T12:46:00.001-08:00

Nuthin like a hardcore fuck to cheer you up!!

Jacko's just left :D

Met him outside and we walked upstairs. He was pretty nervous like, sat on my bed and made some small talk for like 5 mins, then i put my hand on his leg and went in for the kiss.

He immediatley pushed me down onto the bed and we had some pretty intense snoggin, hands goin around everywhere. He had such a cute face and emo-ish hair. Stripped his top off and sucked on his nipples. Stunnin body. Nice manly chest with a good bit of chest hair that makes him look like such a guy, and a trail runnin down the middle to his jeans. He lay on the bed as i ran my toungue up and down, then kneeled down on the floor, and whipped out his knob. Nice length and tasted so good. I went to town on it, suckin and licking and tounging his hairy balls. His head was back on the bed and eyes kept lookin down at me, moanin and enjoyin it so much!

See gay men are well better at blowjobs than any chick.

I stood up and he undid my jeans, hetting my cock out and deep throatin it. Slammin his face into my pubes, it was brillaint!!

I pushed him back down and got on top.

'Du like gettin fucked?' He asked
'Aye' was all i sed, and i rubbed his cock head against my hole.

I opened the drawer and took out a condom, lube and poppers. Taking a hit, I got back to sucking his tasty hard dick like a maniac as the rush got to my head. I love that feeling, its like soaring up on a rocket then falling and swirling back down and landing on his cock.

I rolled the condom down his dick and got back on top. I pushed down onto it and it fitted inside with me ease and felt fucking fantastic inside. We started grinding and pumping, and i pulled on his nipples while his eyes locked me into his gaze.

After a good ten minutes of riding it, I got off and layed on my back, lifting my legs. He moved in and pushed his cock back inside me, my legs over his shoulder nad my head resting against the headboard.

The boy unleashed his sexual tensions, he had told me earlier he hadnt fucked a guy in a long long time. He went to fucking town!!! Slamming it deep inside me, I was in horny heaven!
Fucking me for a good fifteen minutes, he just got faster and stronger. His hands pushed my arms down and i was almost crushed against the headboard, but it was well worth it as the bed bounced and creeked like fuck as he slammed his dick deep inside me and banged my head against the bed with every penetration of my ass.

'Where du wana cum?' I asked,
'I think I am' He said, as he buried it in me deeper and deeper, and jacked my cock as he moaned, shooting inside me and I threw my own head back, mouth open as I shot a massive was all over my chest.

Panting, he kept it in for a bit longer, saying how good it was. He pulled out, stood up, his hot, naked manly body. His face was stern, as it had been throughout mostly, but its what you get from straight/bi closety types, from what I've found. He whipped the condom off his limping dick with a snap. As he bent down to stick it in the bin, I caught a good look of his hot smooth ass.

He came back over to the bed and planted a sweet kiss on me, as I got my breath back and realised i was covered in sweat, as was he.

We started getting dressed, breathless and wet. And im pretty sure we'll be at it again, probably not unitll next year, but thats not long to go.

As I walked him out the building, a girl from the flat next door gave me a look and we had a quick chat. Theres this gay guy next door with her thats her best mate ish, and he really doesnt like me for some reason. Im pretty sure hes threatend by me, doesnt like that i took him to task one day for being in the army cadets.

So anyway I walked Jack out, and as I went back up the stairs I saw the gay guy from next door, and the look he gave me!! Well, i was sweaty, hair a mess, trackies on and no socks on in my shoes, plus the girl must have sed I had come out with some bloke, anyway pure jealousy was on his face, pure jealousy I love it!!

On a sadder note, me an my flatmate were out on friday there, and I seen this stunner. After ages of debating with my mate about whether he was gay or not, then whether I should go up, I finnay did when he went off leaving his fag hag behind. Chatting to her, he sed he was gay and single, im like me too!! He came back and we had a quick chat before he left again. I gave his mate my number to give to him becos she was going, but havnt heard anything back. :(

I found the guy on gaydar yesterday, and wondered whether or not to message him, didnt want to seem total stalkerish, but i did it anyway.

I sent one saying hi, i think i remeber u from friday, we chatted blah blah. He replied saying
'ohhh yeah..i think i did. i was rather drunk...... '
I got all excited and sent him this big long one and saying i didnt usually go up and chat to guys i fancied, realising I sounded a bit of a looser in the message, but too late, i sent it.

Nothing back.
Nor a text.

Ohwell, its not getting me down, My ass is still elaking lube and i can taste Jacko on my mouth still. The fuck was bangin against the headboard good!!

I love being a gay man!

19 y/o hot closeted bi guy on his way

2007-12-09T11:15:00.000-08:00

Been chattin to this guy for the last week or so on the net, Jacko. Hes well hot. Like really a head turner. Hes bisexual but nobody knows :D

And he'll be here in about 40 mins.

He sed he was really nervous but excited, becos hes not really done much at all! he likes fucking guys tho, and sex toys. I told him he can fuck me in the ass with my big black dildo, then when my hole is good and loose he can shuv his dick up there and pump me as hard as he can.

He seemed well up for that.

40 mins, im well ready.

Will let yas know how it goes!

drunken threesum part 3

2007-12-08T16:01:00.000-08:00

we pretty much fell asleep after that. I was in the middle between the two guys that had just cum in me. It had been a hot night, the room smelled of sex and sweat. It was a clammy sort of night, so we were just lying ontop of the bed, Me and S cuddled in to gether, Dylan spooning me and his hand on S.

I woke up, looking at the clock it was 10am, we hadnt gone to sleep till about 6. I sat up, feeling pretty rough in many way. Staggering to the bathroom I squinted from the light and wiped off the cum that had been dripping dwon my legs when I was sleeping.

Back into the bedroom, the very sight of these two naked boys got me horny again. I laid back down on the bed and woke up S by kissing him. Looking at the time, he said we should get rid of dylan and sleep the day off. I turned around and tried to prod him awake, he wouldnt budge. S said that when he got really drunk he would be out cold for ages and nothing would make him up. He was lying on his front, his bare, round ass exposed with a small bit of light blond hair running up and down his crack.

His ass looked so perky, so round and beautiful. Sunlight was shooting in from cracks in the curtains, and one line of bliding summer light hit the rise of his ass, illuminating the smooth surface and almost shining a spotlight onto the deep receeses of his crack.

I loved my man, but the lure of someone else, and the fact that i knew it was ok made me want to try something, someone else. At that moment i would have given anything just for another taste, just for another chance to try it.

My eyes on my lover, i placed my hand on the sleeping boys backside, running my hand over it. It felt like being down at a stream in the height of summer, and feeling a smooth pebble just at the very edge of the water, dry as the rock it is, but you know and you can see that the cool water was only inches away, and i was gasping for a drink.

I dont know if S could see my desire, but i took it anyway. My tounge touched dylans warm skin, and i licked from his back down to the very top of his ass. Kissing it, i ran my tounge down, and spreading his cheeks apart with my hands, i saw in the daylight the beautiful, pouting hole, and the smell of man and sweat made me forget everything and let primal desire take over as my tounge launched and dived into licking the edges of his hole.

My toungue lashed around it. The hangover made me slower and steadier, each movement was more of an effort but it all flowed together better as i had to direct my mind to tell my body where to go and what to do.

I tasted the sweet and saltyness of his actual hole, but my toungue felt resistance from his powerful ass muscles. At this point I looked up at S. He was stroking his own again rock hard dick, looking at me intently, and I heard a moan as I placed my finger onto Dylans hole. He squirmed, looked at S and sighed, but a sigh of desire and want. He lifted his back slightly, pushing his ass back towards me and my finger resting on his hole.

My tounge back on it, i slurped at it as my finger pushed in. I added the finger on my other hand, sliding them both in with relative ease from my saliva that was now dripping down his leg. I ever so slightly pulled his hole apart, giving me a vision of the inside of dylan. I lined my mouth up and spat right inside him, sliding my fingers in to push my spit further inside him.

Now awake, S slowly moved under Dylan, who was kind of resting on his chest, kissing my boyfriend. As S slid under him more, his hard cock flipped out from under Dylan. S's cock was now resting against dylans crack, and in between my hands as i still had both my index fingers inside dylan. As S gyrated and rubbed his dick on his mates ass, I took it in my mouth, sucking and licking on his dick, making it all wet, then running my tounge onto Dylans hole. As his cock head was pressed against his ass hole, I sucked my boyfriends dick at the same time as I rimmed his mate.

We did this for ages untill my mouth was sore and dylans hole was so wet and slippy that it swallowed a little bit of S's bare cock as he pushed against it, rather than rejecting it. I stood up, wiping my mouth I went and got the bottle of lube and poppers. Giving the drugs to S, I squirted and spat loads onto my own cock, and lubed up dylans hole and my boyfriends cock even more. S had opened up the poppers and placed them under dylans nose. He was still a but out of it so S lifted his head and held it there for a long time, forcing Dylan to take a massive hit of the stuff. The moment the bottle moved away, i could almost sense Dylans hole opening up even more and I slid my dick the full way in without nearly any hesitation or resistance. The warmth and the silky smoothness enveloped my thick cock, and i shivered as I pulled out all the way again, my dick glistening.

Now, I took hold of my boyfriends dick and placed the head against dylans hole, doing the same with my own. A guiding hand on his back, I moved him down slightly onto S's bare dick which he took in, and at the same time pushed my own slippy and raw cock into dylans hole. He took both of our heads inside him with primal moan, like a depraved beast in hell who's deepest desire was some sort of sodomitcal torture but his hatred of himself was undying as he knew from everything he had been taught and told and learned that what he desired most was so wrong and perverted that he must spend eternity suffering in its demonic pleasure.

The poppers fired under his nose again, making the poor boy collapse onto S, but his ass that we were abusing stayed in the air. We both slid the full length in, not fighting against each other but complimenting the amazing feeling. I felt the meaty length of my boyfriends cock rub against my own dick as i rubbed against someone elses insides. Slowly we moved, but in perfect timeing. It was unending orgasmic pleasure. Dylans near unconsciouss body was being pulled and pushed by my hands and S's as our cocks pushed in and out and we double fucked the boy.

We went on for a tortuous amount of time. Slowly fucking the boy who had come back around and was riding our rods for all he was worth. S couldnt hold it in any more, and as his mouth opened but he didnt say a word and his lip curled, I kept my dick still as he went full pelt, holding dylan by the hips he fucked him on super speed, his cock rubbing against my own and dylans ass. He moaned in pre ecstasy and his balls flapped around, his head lifted up, trying to look over dylans limp but noisy body to see him pummeling this ass.

I felt my boyfriend shoot his wad inside dylans ass and against my own cock head, and he pumped his cock in as far as it would go, burying his raw spunk far inside his mate. As S threw his head back onto the pillow, panting, i began to power fuck dylan as his ass tightened up with S's cock going soft and sliding out of his ass. I pummeled him. I fucked him harder than anyone else I have before, his used hole the perfect balance of looseness and friction to tense my balls up and let loose a massive rope of cum that slammed far inside him, again and again.

We all collapsed onto each other, sweaty, spent and pretty fucked. Dylan moved out of the sandwich and went to get cleaned up and dressed. It felt fine again, just me and my boyfriend in a post coital embrace, my head on his chest and his strong arm holding me into him. After S saw Dylan out, he came back to bed, holding me again.

'How was that for you then?' I asked him.
'You're still the best piece of ass out there you know' he said, kissing me.

After that we didnt experiment any more for a while. Only a few weeks ago we had moved into our new place after being back at S's parents, so severly limiting our sex life, making us do things like that threesome, or others with other guys at their houses or the tensome at the sauna. But after that, we were perfectly content to be with each other for a long time.

apologies

2007-12-03T07:51:00.001-08:00

sorry guys for not posting in a while.

I'd like to say I've been busy hanging about with these guys

but unfortunatley not, just in the middle of exams, been getting arrested, the usual malarky.

wont be long.

Nick

drunken threesum part 2

2007-11-18T16:41:00.001-08:00

I took another swig of vodka and staggered into the bedroom after them. I collapsed face first onto the bed, only vaguely aware that there was still sex to be had. Dylan was standing and my boyfriend was kneeling down, sucking on his mates cock. S then came round and lay down on the bed next to my head, and we kissed. I heard a bottle of poppers being snapped open then the squirt of a bottle of lube. I kind of looked at S in wonderment of what was going on. He looked at me, and stroking my hair, said:
'Dylan's going to fuck you babe.'

I kind of nooded in agreement and we kept on kissing. Cold, wet fingers slid inside me. I rested my head against S's thigh, his hard cock laying against my cheek, as he watched Dylan finger my ass. Pulling them out, I moaned as his raw cock pushed past my hole and penetrated me all they way untill I felt pubes rub against my ass.

S stroked his dick as his mate, standing over me, fucked my ass. Poppers went under my nose, and every time I moaned from being rammed with Dylans big cock, S just lovingly went 'shhhhh' and stroked my hair or kissed my cheek. I think I just really wanted him to get off on it, if it turned him on to watch me being fucked. I was happy for my ass to be his, for S to give it to who he wanted.

Dylan owned my hole. He fucked it, he rammed and slammed his cock all the way inside me and he didnt let up. I began to get that intense pre-orgasmic feeling that i get when everything is right. My hole doesnt hurt, it just wants more. I dont care about anything, I dont even care about cumming I just want the guy thats inside me satisified, and I want him to blow in me. I want to be his whore and his slut and for him to dump his cum inside me and never say a word.

Dylan did just that. I lay there, near paraletic with my boyfriend cradling my head as his mate began to moan and pant. He did half thrusts very quickly and as I felt cum hit my insides and then my hole fill up with his spunk. He thrust his raw and dripping dick back up to the hilt again, and squeezed the last drops of semen out of his limping cock. As he pulled out, he put a finger back in my ass hole, plugging it while he scooped up the jizz that had dribbled out of my ass from the overflow and tried to push it back inside my ass. He c0llapsed on the bed next to me after filling me up with his cum. S whispered 'well done, that was so hot' to me as he moved my semi-conscious head to one side and sort of climed on top of me.

Almost laying on my back, I felt my boyfriends dick find my ass. Kneeling up, his bare, dry, rock hard cock found my ass, wet with cum and old lube and loose after being fucked, and he slid it easily into me.

Lying ontop of me again, his ass bobbed up and down into the air as S fucked me, using his mates cum as lube to plow my ass. It felt amazing. With his hard thrusts into my spunked up cunt, I started begging for it harder and harder and he drove his dick into me like a jackhammer fucking me as hard as he could, his balls slapping aginst my butt cheeks and cum from another man dribbling down my legs.

I lifted my leg sligtly to get access to my dick, and taking Dylans head in my hands, I moved it down to my crotch. He took me in his mouth and I thrust my cock into his open gob a few times before I orgasmed with a intense moan and my eyes rolled into the back of my head. I was somewhere between black out and paradise as this boys mouth filled up with my cum. He sucked on my dick like a straw, taking it all in and he took my hand to his throat and I felt him swallow my load. Meanwhile my boyfriend was pummeling my cunt as fast as he could before he grabbed a handfull of my hair and for the second time that night, someone shot a raw load of cum inside me.

to be continued

drunken threesum

2007-11-13T11:48:00.000-08:00

Me and S had been out clubbing one night with one of his gay friends, Dylan, who had moved away but was back for a few days. The three of us were pretty drunk, and Dylan didnt want to go back to his parents house where he was staying in that state, so S said he could stay with us for the night.

I dont remeber much because it was about two years ago now, and I was pretty wasted at the time, but I know somehow the three of us ended up watching porn at four in the morning, drinking vodka straight. S and Dylan were on the couch, and I was sitting on the floor with my head against S's knee. We were talking about sex and cocks and the like, and I mind S was saying how good my blowjobs were and that. Joking around Dylan said he wanted to know how good they were, and S said 'go and show him Nick.'

Pretending to be all shy, I didnt know the guy, I protested. S kept teasing me, telling me how he was my bitch and I had to do what he said. He then started talking about the time we had been to the sauna and he had watched as ten guys fucked me, which was about a couple of weeks before this happened (see post 'the tensome') and went on to Dylan about that, to my slight embarassment. I took the bottle of vodka and had some big swigs, then S grabbed it off me and got himself even more drunk.

S was rubbing his dick slowly through his jeans to the porn, with me and Dylan both watching intensley, but S's eyes were set straight to the TV. I remember the tension at this point, it could have gone either way. I put my hand on my boyfriends knee and said 'do you really want to see me blow him?' he looked at me, he gave me that look he gives me when he's really turned on, really horny. The look I had seen a thousand times as he fucks me and looks into my eyes. His face goes still, his upper lip curls really really slightly, and the testosterone seeps from his eyes.

'yeah' is all he said. I knew he meant it, we all did. Dylan moved closer to S on the couch, and starts rubbing his cock too. He was such a typical surfer boy, blond, blond hair, freckles on white skin, the lot. I think love is the absence of finding other people sexually attractive, and I was in love with S. What turned me on was what S thought, not that I would be blowing hot surfer dylan.

I moved over on the floor and kneeled up, in between his knees. Me and dylan never made eye contact, but i kept my eyes on S as he looked at me, rubbing his cock hard through his jeans, dylans eyes staying straight on the porn. I undid his jeans and pulled them and his boxers straight down to his ankles. His long cock was laying across his thin thigh, covered in light blond hair. His balls hung big and low, resting on the couch. I licked the insides of his soft legs as he stayed motionless, but his dick stood up to 8 straight inches. my toungue just kept flicking, getting closer and closer to his cock. the smell of it made my own hand shoot down my trousers and rub my rock hard dick. Although it wasnt my mans scent, it was still the raw smell of sweat and sex and dick and cum and ass. My tounge landed on his warm dick, and I slowly licked the legnth of it, still staring at my boyfriend like i was sucking his dick, which he had out now, jerking.

As Dylan moved one hand to S's cock and the other to my shouled, I plunged my mouth down on his dick, taking as much of this new cock as i could, nibbling his piss slit slightly with my teeth, running my tounge around the head, pulling at his balls with my hand, taking them in my mouth. His dick became wet as I worked it over with my mouth and my hand.

S kicked off his own jeans and took off his top, and his naked body got to the floor. On his knees behind me, he undid my jeans and took them off, then I quickly went back to Dylans cock after he took of my t shirt. Both my and my boyfriend were kneeling naked on the floor. I had his mates cock in my mouth, and S leaned into me, his warm body pressed against my back, his mouth kissing my back while his own hard dick rubbed my crack which was open and pushed it towards him because of my postion on my knees.

Dylan took his own top off, and took my hand to squeeze on his soft, boy like hairless nipples while i continued to suck him off.
S started to push his raw cock head against my tight hole, rubbing it around and pushing it up hard against it. I moaned loudly in a small burst of pain as his raw, rough cock fought its way slightly into my hole.

S pulled me to my feet and we stood and kissed, all my pent up energy flooded onto my lover as we tasted anothers dick on out tounges. S pulled Dylan up, and the three of us stood, naked, our arms rubbing over each others naked bodies, S kissed dylan, i kissed s, dylan kissed me, dylan kissed S, i kissed S. Our three hard cocks rubbed and hit off against each other as we stood. S moved round behind me as me and dylan kissed, his hands on dylan but his cock resting agaisnt my cunt. He began to thrust his hips into me and his cock hit and missed my hole as I slowly jacked off dylan while kissing him. S turned me around, so now me and him kissed, my hands runnign up and down his gorgous naked body, and dylans dick pushed up against my hole. He spat onto his hand and rubbed his wet salavia onto my ass and his wet cock head rubbed against my hole. I moaned as his mates cock pushed into my hole a little.

But I dropped to my knees to take my boyfriends cock in my mouth and worked it over while S and Dyland kissed and i kept wanking his cock. Soon I was going back and forth between them both, then I pulled them closer together and took both their cock heads in my mouth.

After a while they pulled me back up and I kissed S again as a wet finger of dylan slid inside me. he soon began to fuck me with it. it felt so intense that I threw myself forward onto the couch, my bare ass in the air inviting them to enter me, fuck me and cum in me. Dylan kept finger fucking me, and S added one of his. Slowly now, they began to pull my hole apart with both their fingers and their spit.

Soon, S said to Dylan, theres lube in the bedroom, lets fuck him there...

to be continued

like a straight virgin

2007-11-05T08:00:00.000-08:00

So a few weeks ago, I shagged this straight bloke in ma class. Names James. It was really weird, cuz hed been in ma classes all year, I Just never really noticed him or thot of him as gay or anything. Anyway we ended up shaggin a couple of times, he was pretty good for a straight virgin.

So it was a dull lecture today, about a week and a half since we had last shagged, and he was sittin right over at the other end of the hall. Not a big hall like, so we could easily see each other. I got his eye about half way through and smiled at him. I think he was a bit weirded out with the whole gay thing, cuz he kept trying to ignore me. I just kept on staring right at him, wouldn’t move. I had my pen in my mouth, just waiting, watching. Must have been a good few minutes and he finnaly glanced back over to see if i was still watching.

I pushed the pen into my mouth, then pulled it back out again, giving the end of it the tiniest flick with my toungue so he could see. No one else was paying any attention to us, why would they? We were at opposite ends of the hall, and all i was doing was chewing on my pen, so it seemed.

He looked away again quickly. He hadn’t really spoken to me at all since the last time we fucked, I took it. He was good though. That un-tall, stockish body type I like. Although he was closeted and told me he was a virgin, a straight virgin w
ho had a large collection of gay porn on his pc though, I dunno the guys a bit of a weirdo.
So he looked back again, and Im still staring at him, performing fellatio on my pen. James shifts uncomfortably in his seat. Hes totally thinking about it. It didn’t take long for him to take his own pen, glance back at me to make sure i was looking, and give that a blowjob. He wanted it.
He texted me:

‘busy after this?’

‘busy doing you’ i replied. I saw him smile as he read the text, look back over at me and smile. I hid my hardon for the rest of the lecture. When it finished, I followed a few steps behind him on the way back to his block of student flats. A few minutes later, he was opening the big heavy glass door of his building, and like you would if it was a stranger behind you, pushing it open for them. Funny thing was, although it was a busy, with people coming in and out and milling around campus, he kept looking back at me and smirking. We got to his flat, and he hurried me into his room so there was no possibility anyone would see. Locking the door, James said he had 45 minutes before his next lecture, as did I. I said we’d better get a move on then.

After a few seconds of pause, we lunged for each other, he grabbed my head with both of his hands and kissed me hard. It was powerful, it was passionate, it was a release from what had been years of sexual frustration before me. We’re movin around the room, knocking things over, just wound up in snogging each other. My hands found his belt buckle as did his, and quickly im wanking james cock and he wanking mine. James has a great cock. Good normal length, but fat and chubby, with a loose foreskin that makes a brilliant wet sound as it glides back and forward over his pink head. Light brown wiry pubes and the low hanging unshaven balls of a straight boy.

We’re jerking each other furiously while shoving tounges down throats. I know from the other two times we had shagged he likes to be dominated a bit, so when I get close, I pull his face off of mine like a suction cup, and try to push his head down. There was a bit of resistance, but it faded away and he was on his knees. His hungry, open mouth swallowed my cock, and the furious pace that we had set kissing and wanking i continued. Placing two hands on the back of his head, I pumped his face full of my dick. Being a newbie, he wasn’t sure on the technique and that, so he kept blowing his cheeks out and gagging. Didnt stop me like, i just went a bit faster. I loved fucking james face. He got so red and looked even more like a repressed straight boy when my balls were slapping against his chin. I moved one hand round and placed it lightly on his throat. Then I orgasemd and shot a big load of cum into his fuck hole of a gob. Shooting, I kept my dick in his mouth, then squeezed out the remanents of my spunk onto his waiting toungue. He held his head back for me and opened his mout wide so I could see my wad of cum in his mouth, and I felt and heard and saw him swallow the lot.

Swapping positions, I quickly finished him off and swallowed his lot of straight man juice before leaving, only 5 minutes after we’d started. Dunno if well get together again though, he looked a bit freaked when I saw him in passing later this afternoon.

job, fuck, or both?

2007-11-04T12:33:00.000-08:00

my last shag with gav got me remebering about one with S.

After the summer break last year we both went back to college. S was still working full time too as his work was short staffed, leaving us in a situation where despite the fact that we were living together, I saw him about one night a week. This went on for a good few weeks untill I finally had had enough of it. On our one night together we had a blazing argument about it. It was hard, we were living pay checque to pay cheque, I couldnt find a job doing what I wanted after I had quit my one I had cleaning rooms in a hotel (It was utter baws and i was well more qualified than that). Anyway it was bad, he was so shattered all the time that we hadnt had sex since the whole thing had started about three weeks prior.

I didnt see S when I got up the next day because he had slept on the couch and had gone to college early. I went off to feeling really down. Had no idea what to do. I wasnt leaving, I loved him, but I wasnt getting to see him. I tried to make peace by texting him, but it just kicked off the argument all over again. I couldt be arse with it any more so i went straight down to his work at lunch time with a plan.

I explained it all to his manager, and asked for a job there too, even though it was half of what i had been earning before. I knew her pretty well, the amount of times I had been down with S, and it most of the people were really great at the place I got it sorted, not only that the manager cut down S's hours and changed them around so he was only working three shifts a week and it was the same ones as mine, although it was going to be a friday, saturday and sunday. But it fixed the problem, now we would get to be together every night and see each other all weekend.

But I was still really angry with S about our fight. He'd said that If i just stopped being such a dick and go and took a job wherever I could get one then he could cut down his hours. I said I had already done that and had hated cleaning rooms in that hotel, blah blah blah. So I didnt tell him.

It was so hot that day that I couldnt be bothered doing anything, so I went home, ironed my new uniform (and apron...god) stripped off and went to sleep for a while. That afternoon, he told me he was on his way home from college, then would be out again in half hour for work. I texted him back saying I was at home in bed and i didnt give a fuck where he was going cuz he was a stupid wanker.

Soon enough I heard the front door open. I turned my head to the wall as he came in. I could feel his eyes on me, and my anger made me a little horny, I guess it made him a bit too. Trying to make up, he came over to the bed where I was lying down naked on my stomach and kissed my back, glistening slightly from the heat. I didnt move. He began to lightly flick me with his tounge. It got lower.

His wet toungue, cold from a drink, made me shiver in the hot afternoon as it ran down the curve of my back. He stopped just before, and the next thing I felt was his mouth kissing my neck, then his toungue running down the entire legnth of my back, stopping again just before my ass, kissing me again on the neck, then tounging me all the way down, his two hands peeling my butt cheeks a part as his cold wet mouth licked at my crack.

He positioned himself between my legs, me still not saying a word, or even acknowledging his presence. His toungue continued to lick at my hole. It felt amazing, as he stopped every few minutes to take a drink and put an ice cube in his mouth. My hot hole was being licked with his amazingly cool tounge, face buried in my crack. I gave the softest moan in pleasure.

this time he ran an ice cube all the way up my back, kissing my neck again. He began to nibble on my ear lobe as a thick index finger poked at my cunt. I moved my ass up against him, then, still with his clothes on, he dry humped me, and my ass grinded against his solid cock that i could feel through his shorts.

Just as he moved to unzip, I moved away. I thought about telling him the news then, but looking at him I was still mad, and didnt want to give in and admit that he was right about how we could fix it.

'lets talk about this afterward. Take the day off college tomorrow and we'll go job hunting, I dont want you to do something you hate, I just want you and us to be happy.' and he moved in and kissed my mouth. I metled at that minute, thats why I loved him.

I layed back on the bed and he got up on his knees, unzipping his shorts, he took out his cock and rubbed it against my sweaty hole. Pushing it in at the same time that he leaned over, holding my legs back and we started kissing. It was such an amazing fuck. I swallowed his cock up as he pushed it all the way in, dry and raw. I reached and got some lube and he rubbed it on. He, on top of me, slowly fucking my arse as I lay back, naked, kissing, so in love with him int that moment. I dont know if it was the heat or the emotion, but my heart raced and I got breathless as his dick slid gently in and out of me, his hand was lubed up and rubbing the top of my cock head with his hand, I was panting, me heart was in my throat, butterflies in my stomach like the first time we fucked.

We stopped kissing but his face stayed so close to mine, sweat dripped off his nose onto mine, his face was red and he was panting too as his thrusts began to get harder.

His palm rubbing the head of my dick was making me so close and it was incredibly intense, i could barley gasp air out, my mouth was moving independently and my knees squeezed S so hard. He moved his head and licked my ear as my hands slid down onto his t shirt. I pulled it up and held it tight in my hand and i dragged my fingers of my other hands down his back ending up squeezing his butt cheek as I got with the rythm of his hips grinding against my own ass and his dick bare inside me.

he whispered that he was cumming, and as he pushed his cock far up my cunt, I reached an incredible climax myself as I shot. It hit the wall behind us multiple times and slammed down onto my face. It was such a earth shattering orgasm that I groaned continuasly as S kept rubbing my swollen dick head and as he moaned loudly at almost exactly the same time as he filled up my ass hole with his cum. Licking my own cum off my face and kissing me, my hugged tightly while his cock slipped out of my cummy, sweaty asshole.

After five minutes of lying there, soaked up in the pleasure of the expereince and the comfort we brought to each other, he moved and said he had to get ready for work.
'Me too' I chirped, then explained how I had got a job at his work, and that we were going to be on the same shifts, three a week starting the next week, with me on that night with him too.
It was brilliant. He was ecstatic.

We had been living together two months then and going out for six, but in that moment our relationship changed, and despite everything else, from that day we were infinitley closer.

just so we're clear...

2007-11-03T16:49:00.000-07:00

A young reader of this blog emailed me the other day. We had a few back and forths, and ended up swapping photos (non-nude)

He was a total, total, a-typical gay boy... Not to say thats a bad thing...its just im not, and i dont think he liked it. Which is a bugger cuz he was hot and dont think he lived too far away.

Cunt.

Anyway, just so we're clear, this may be your average 19 year old gay: (from my limited knowledge of the world)

but this is me (well, not actually a picture OF me, but you get the idea):

wow

2007-11-03T10:04:00.000-07:00

You may have noticed Ive put a map down at the bottom of my page which registers the location of visitors...and wow. I cant believe it. People are reading my stuff from Sydney, Melbourne, Singapore, Japan, South Africa, Helsinki, Madrid, Switzerland, France, London, Scotland, Brazil, New York, Florida, Texas, California, Canada and places I dont even know what they are. Its amazing! For me any, this is why I write, I love people from all around the world being able to follow my life, its incredible. I also notice that my hit counter is nearing 30,000.
Amazing. Thank you to every single one of you.

Your Fabulous!!!

Also Im just back from a massive an anti-war march, it was brilliant. I had the rainbow flag draped around me and was holding our one end of our red banner. There were loads of people and tourists lining the route, and I guess many of them wouldnt be able to do something like that in there own country, and most likley some people reading this blog right now dont have the right to march through their streets, dont have the right to equal treatement under the law because of who they like to fuck, or are persecuted, jailed or tortured because they fall in love with someone of the same gender.

A contingent of Christians marching behind us gave me a row when I started chanting half jokingly 'Gays Against The War, FIST FOR PEACE!'
I, in my eternal respect for all opinions, told them to go fuck themselves. One of the ministers continued to have a go at me (hes done it before when Ive been on stalls) And I said loudly 'just because you havent had a good fuck in 20 years doesnt give you the right to tell me off for taking a cock up my arse'
'Or a fist' one of my comrades helpfully chipped in.

Anyway, dont you ever be afraid to loudly, proudly and inaproptiatley declare you right to fuck. If you're hasseled or denied your human rights, organise, demand, struggle, petition, march, shout, fight.

I dont know if its the same where you live, but here there is a horrible tendancy for the LGBT community to close itself off in its safe gay ghettos, ignore whatever is going on around it, and just concentrate on partying and fucking. They talk all day about what they are going to wear, how drunk they were or what their latest shag is like, and dont give one minute of one week to a thought about their own rights where they live, or the rights of their LGBT brothers and sisters in their struggles around the world. That gets me, it really does.

Theres a good old socialist saying we were chanting today -"THE WORKERS, UNITED, SHALL NEVER BE DEFEATED!"

Lesbians, Gays, Bisexuals, Transgenders, Queers, Questionings and Straights, united, shall never be defeated.

So unite.

How about this 30,000 to start with?

the original pump and dump

2007-11-02T06:19:00.000-07:00

I looked like such a munter at the lecture today. Basically rolled out of bed and put on whateva was on the floor. Ma mate went on about how tired im looking and Im like aye well you try battle against the anti-gay forces of evil 24/7

Anyway...despite lookin like a hobo and probably smellin a bit like one and all, I was realy noticin a few of the hotties at the lecture, probably cuz the actual material is as borin as bat shit.

Theres this one guy ive seen around. Hes exactly the type that gets me goin, not too tall, stocky if you want to call it that, round arse, and ive seen when he bent over once to tie his laces the spurt of light brown hair on the small of his back trailin down beneath his boxers...
Hes sooooo cute and all, got this squarish face with spikish brown hair, and has a hoop through his nose like a bull and his lip pierced at the side and in the middle. Obviousley a gay but i reckin way out of my league.

He was behind me as we walked into the lecture and brushed passed me, so close I got a good smell of him. It sent me wild, absolutley buzzing with sexual excitement, but all inside though. It was the scent of just washed away a load of sin, and then sprayed the same aftershave that S used to wear, so I spent the whole hour staring at him, thinking baout what I would do to that boy if i had the chance.

As I left I decided yeah I was horny, and made the decision to text gav. We've not spoken in a couple of weeks. It was good, but I think we crossed the line between fuck buddy and seeing someone, and there was confusion and embarrassement on both sides, so we've not spoke in a while cuz of that. But i decided to text him:

'Hey howya doin? am horny, u free for some casual?'

I got a reply almost immediatley sayin:

'Yeah come over now if you want. I am in mood to get fucked'

Score!! I texted back sayin:

'Ok b there in 5. Am cumin to fil u up, take ur load then leave. Leave front door unlocked, b nakd on ur bed, cunt ready 4 ma cock.'

I got there 5 minutes later and opened the door. I slowly opened his bedroom door, and saw his face buried in the pillow, his thin, tanned torso naked ontop of the covers, his knees tucked under him, hairless bare arse pointed into the air.

I dropped my bag and rolled up my sleeves, moving over to his arse, i ran a finger down his crack, and felt the soft wetness of his pre-lubed hole. Pushing my finger in, he moaned softly. I dropped my cargo's and ma boxers to my ankles and slapped my dick onto his bare arse a few times.

I rolled the condom that was lying on the bed down my hard dick, squirted a bit of lube on him and aimed my head at his holde.

Pushing, his arse began to swallow my cock with soft moans from the pillow. It was tight. the warmth enveloped my cock immediatley, and it was a smooth push up to my pubes. I didnt give him a chance. Putting my hands on his back, I began to pump. He took my cock good as i slammed it in his insides.

I got harder, and moved my hands to his hips, dragging the boys ass onto my cock then withdrawing and firing the thing back into him with an increasignly louder grunt from the pillow.

I fucked his arse hole for a good 15 minutes, not letting up the pace or the strength of me penetrating him.

I got into a really angry fucking mode, and I went for total pleasure of myself, not caring if he was in pain or not. I groaned myself as I shot a huge wad inside his body. I kept my cock in as I got the focus in my eyes back and the strentght back into my body from the release of that powerful orgasm. Pulling out, his arse closed back up and I flipped him onto his back while he jacked his cock. I whipped off the cum filled johnny and chucked it onto the floor. Pulling ma trousers back up, he looked like he was getting close. I moved his hand and swallowed his dick in my mouth. He made noises and pushed my head as it bobbed up and down, violently suckig his dick. A few minutes of letting him face fuck me, his jizz shot into the back of my throat and filled up my mouth.

He lay back naked on his bed, looking totally fucked and satisfied. I stood up, grabbed my bag and spat the massive wad of cum he had just unloaded in my mouth onto him.

'Thats for making me wait two weeks for a fuck, ya cunt.'

I said as I walked out, slamming the door.

coked up bareback bathroom fuck

2007-11-01T10:21:00.000-07:00

they keep plastering up the glory holes in the toilets on the 2nd floor of the library, but I guess due to popular demand they always get punched through again. ANyway on the left hand side of the farthest cubicle I guess it handt been done very well, because the plaster was kind of falling out, and if you put your eye up to it you get a full view of the cubicle beside you.

Not that I sit and watch people taking a shit.

I was on the bog on a dark and wintery tuesday afternoon last week in the quiet part of the uni library. Just as I was about to leave, I heard footsteps and someone coming into the bathroom. Eventually the cubicle door beside mine was opened and then locked, and I was just going to leave except I noticed two pairs of feet under the stall door.

My interest more than registered, i leaned over and glanced through the crack in the plaster. I saw two students, one of whom I recognised from lectures. I nearly gave a gasp of surprise when I noticed who it was. His names Keir and hes a jock. Plays sport and the like, always see him in trackies or a football top. Hes pretty hot I guess, never really thought about it, youngish face, spikey black hair, must be the same age as me.

The other one I didnt recognise, he was a muslim guy, taller, slightly stockier, but really attractive in that way. The muslim guy was sitting on the toilet seat, but keir was pressed against the cubicle door, looking a bit uneasy. Im that naieve It didnt occur to me that they might be shagging, I assumed they were there to take drugs or something, thats what 99% of the guys i see going into stalls together are doing (they always come out a few minutes later looking very alert and rubbing their nose a bit).

Well they were taking drugs, I was right about that. The mulim guy took out a tobacco tin from his jacket pocket, opened it and started cutting up two lines of coke on the lid. Keir was looking more and more worried I saw, fidgeting about. The muslim guy looked up at him with steely eyes and motioned for keir to come over. He got down on his knees, pulled out a fiver, rolled it up and snorted it up, then the muslim guy did the same. They had been really quiet up till then, but breathed a bit more loudly, and smiled at each other as the muslim guy put his hand on keirs shoulder and squeezed it.

Thats when I got it, and I watched with even more interest. The muslim guy, still sitting on the toilet seat, leaned back and unzipped his trousers, pulling out his rock hard, massive brown cock. I think they must have heard my drool drip onto the floor, it was one of those cocks that you just want inside you. Must have been a good nine inches, stood straight up, a thick piece of dark meat with a head that glistened when he slid his foreskin down. I saw the same look in keirs eyes that I imagine must be the same in mine. His lover put his hand on keirs head and guided his obviosuely willing mouth onto his cock. Keir spluttered a bit and was no way going to fit the whole thing, but he sucked and worked it good. Thats when I started stroking my cock too.

I was actually close to shooting it was so hot. He took the muslim guys meat in his mouth for ages and I though he was cumming when he lifted keirs head off his dripping cock. Keir stood up and the muslim guy pulled his trackies down to his ankles, showing his black boxers and his hard dick poking out from it. Although he was a skinny white boy, keir had a real nice arse. He turend to face the wall, and his boxers were pulled to the ground. The muslim guy didnt touch keirs rock hard cock, but instead squeezed his totally hairless white arse cheeks, seperating them and pushing his thimb over keirs hole. He licked his thumb and pushed it right in really quickly to the muffled yelp of his fuck toy. Dribbling more spit on his already wet cock, the muslim guy stood up, keir was slightly bent, hands on the door frame, preparing to be penetrated.

The muslim guy stood rubbing the head of his bare cock on keirs pink arsehole, while i sat in my own cubucle, eye still glued to the wall jerking my own cock. It took a while, but eventualy I saw the guys thick, wet, raw cock head press hard against the boys arse, and push in, entering his anus, no lube, no condom.

The muslim guy, still fully clothed, pushed himself all the way up keirs arse, and I saw the look on his face of what must have been pure pain, he was biting his lip and his face was all scrunched up, but me and the muslim guy were enjoying it. He pulled out a bit, then pushed it back in to the boys cunt.

The muslim guy began sliding in and out of keir, hands on the white boys hips. He was holding his arse, usung it as his own personal pump tool as the big brown raw dick slid in and out.

Keir had his head pressed against the door of the cubicle, one of his hands furioulsey wanking his own cock, his jacket still on but his boxers and trackies around his ankles with white socks and trainers. The muslim guy get pumping and pumping, getting faster but still with as little sound as possible. But the slap of the muslim guys brown hairy balls against keirs skinny white frame was audible. He got faster, fucking him bareback in one long stroke, burying his dick all the way in before pulling back for the next hard pump.

Soon the muslim guy ket out a soft moan as he burryed his dick in keirs arse again, throwing his head back and biting his own bottom lip.

Another couple of softer pumps and moans, and he pulled his softening and unloaded brown dick out of keirs tight cunt. I could see the globs of white cum remaining on his piss slit, and he squeezed the rest of it out while pushing his dick head back into the boys arse again.

Keir stood up, red faced with an arse hole that had just been pumped full of hot spunk. The muslim guy buttoned up, and barley looking at the boy he had just bred opened the cubicle door and left.

Keir then sat down on the toilet seat and finished wanking. He shot his wad multiple times and it flew up into the air, landing onto the floor. He wiped off his own dick, stood up and bent over to pull up his trousers. I got a brilliant view of his hairless, gaping whole, that I could see leaking the cum of the guy whod jsut fucked him. Without wiping his arse, he pulled up his boxers and trackies and left the cubicle.

I realised I had already shot my load, i was so wrapped up in the scene. It was fucking hot, and everyday ive seen him since it gets me hard thinking about how much he likes to take raw loads up his arse.

fuck it

2007-10-21T12:11:00.000-07:00

Gav and I were out gettin pissed last week. Got home bout two wasted out our minds just about (cheap cocktails it was, i love a good Quikc Fuck, Cocksucking Cowboy and a new one, the Anal Blast). We collapsed on my bed, and started kissing side by side. He moved to be on top of me, heavy kissing each other, my legs just immediatley lifted so he could rub at my ass through my jeans. Very quickly it seemed, his top was off and jeans unbuttoned, and he started wanking his nice long cock wile leaning down and kissing me.

He undid my belt buckle and my fly, and his mouth was engorged on my throbbing cock, making it slippery and wet. My jeans and boxers were slid off from his hand under my ass, and his hand went straight back to my crack, my feet together in the air in his other hand.

Lying on my back, him kneeling in front of me, his ripped body, powerful arms holding me down, Gavs dick head rubbed against my tight boy hole while I moaned in passivity and passed him a bottle of lube. We took a big hit of poppers, and he came face to face with me, our tounges flickering at each others as his long, raw cock head nudged its way into my ass. Penetrated, my eyes flicked back into my head and my body convulsed in desire for hom as he slid further and further in, till wiry pubes rubbed against my senstitive ass.

Slowly at first, Gav fucked me bareback. Sliding in and out, lovingly kissing my neck, tounging my nipples, as his movement brought him up forward and back, dick sliding in and out of my cunt. After a bit, a hand of his moved to my mouth as his cock slammed far into me and i cried in pain and begged for sumore.

Gav told me to get on my front. He slid out with a pop, i turned onto my stomach, lifiting my ass slightly for him as his wet and bare cock was pushed back through my hole, more poppers under my nose, teeth on my ear lobe, chest on my back, hands under my head and his dick powering into my wet hole, fucking me. Pumping me raw. Gav really gave it. I whispered for him to rape me, again. He went for it even more. my mouth full of pillow as his hands pushed my head down into the bed while he crammed my hole as fast and deep as he could with his cock.

Fucking me with my toes curling, head slamming on the head board. He whipped out his dick and started wanking over my back while lubing up my big black dildo and working that into my cunt.

'I wana cum inside you. Gonna let me fill you up bitch.'
Fuck it.
'Gimme it'

Stradled across my back, he stopped wanking and slowly puled out the dildo, turning it as he went, making me moan. Gavin repositioned himself, his mouth around my ear, raw cock lined up with my hole, pushing all the way back in. Fucking me, he got back into the violent rythmn that made me love it. He got even faster and faster, my hole was just a tool for his pleasue, my cock squashed under me shot, i flet wet warm cum between the duvet and my skin. Then Gav, with a finger in my mouth and his toungue in my ear. Fucking now on sweat alone, unloaded his cum inside me. I felt the load sboot all the way inside, and it kept going as his dick pumped out all of his spunk into me.

Collapsing on my back, he gave a few more small thrusts with his limping cock. My ass felt wet with the lube and cum. Kissing, he rolled off and we fell asleep, drenched in sweat, in cum, stinking of each other, the room full of sex and poppers.

I will be back

2007-10-08T17:32:00.000-07:00

Hello all,

I know Ive not posted in a while, but I have been very, very busy; and for good cause. As some readers will know Im involved in politics in my country, and we are working extremley hard at the moment to get some pro gay legislation passed, and will be for the next few months.

All you need to know Is that myself and gavin are fucking regularly, its great that he lives 2 minutes walk away. And he can take it up his tite hole just as well as he can give it. However I just got my lip pierced so I cant give a blow job for 2 MONTHS!!!!!! Lol if i knew that I probably wouldnt have got it done!! looks dead good tho!

Update when I can

Nick

i got well fucked

2007-09-30T08:16:00.000-07:00

I thought I would go round to Gavins house, get fucked, come home and I could tell ya all about it. Instead, I ended up staying the night!!! Was working at weekend so havnt been able to post till now.

He only lived two mins away, so I headed round about half 5. Hes a stunner. Tall, very very good looking, brown and blonde hair...ahhhh i literally melted when I seen him. We actually went to his room and just started talking, turns out we had a lot in common and new alot of the same people, in fact we were both surprised we hadnt met before. So anyway we were chattin and smokin and watchn some TV and that. Then we decided to watch a movie. After a while got under the covers, it was cold, and we started kinda touching each other, rubbing arms and touching feet etc.

But no the movie was good and we finished it. The came the first kiss, and it all went downhill from there. We were lying on his bed kissing and hands were going everywhere, he was rubbing my cock through my jeans, and I was taking a feel at his hard on. He got mine out and jacked it, and I did the same to his. Really hot cock. Good average size with a smooth foreskin and a tasty head. I went down on it and took it all in a one. In fact I loved sucking it so much I didnt stop, I just kept blowing him and running my fingers up and down his wet dick. I really kinda dominated it by running my tounge up his chest and kissing his neck and that.

He sucked me too for a while, lying on his back I pushed my cock down into his mouth and face fucked the boy. We were naked at this point, and I was really enjoyin his smooth, tanned body, with trimmed pubes, hard brown nipples and thick hairy legs. He had told me earlier he was a top, and I thought it would turn him on to tell him I was a bottom and loved getting fucked, which is true but Im vers. I was really up for getting fucked that night too, as you may well know!

I kinda sat on his crotch and he dry humped my ass without putting it in. Then we swapped and he stradled me, my thick dick between his ass cheeks and him moving to and for, felt amazing. He was wankin his cock over me and was getting close. I told him I wanted it in my mouth, so while he like jacked my cock with his arse he kept wanking, untill he got up and shoved his cock right in my mouth. Pumping it and pumping it, he shot his load in down my throat. It was well hot cuz his face got all kind of twisted as he shot his wad inside my mouth.

After that we went got some pizza and vodka and had a good we night to ourselves, talking and watchin telly and that. At about 2, and after a litre of vodka, I started giving him a massage on the bed. He was topless bit had his jeans still on. I worked at his back for a good half hour or something, im qualified in sports massage, so he really really liked it!

I was tugging at his jeans but, really wanting them off so I could play with his arse. He undid the buckle and I whipped them off, pants and all. I ran my tounge like down his neck and back then down his hairy crack on his smooth bubble butt, and flicked my tounge around his hole. He has an amazing cunt, and I licked and sucked and fingered and ate for ages. After he flipped me on my back, took his middle finger and sucked on it, and as he pulled it out his mouth he took my cock in it and penetrated my hole with his finger. He pushied that in and out before adding another and another. With his three fingers in me and his lips clamped around my cock, it felt amazing.

He then said that he likes his men to ride his cock and shoot over his chest, so he lay down and rolled a condom down his cock and threw me some lube. I took his dick in my hand and guided it to my hole. Sitting on it, it went right in and felt amazing. Not sore at all, and I started moving up and down straight away. He took my ass in his hands and began to pump me. I had to hands on the wall and wasnt moving, Gavin was fucking me like mad. Ramming it in and out, it was soooo fucking good. I havnt been fucked like that in a wee wile, so it was aamzing just to be riddin.

After about 20 mins I lay down on my front with my legs together, and he slid into my cunt. I could see in the mirror him lying on top of me and pumping me hard and fast again. Another good 2o mins we swapped back and he began to wank my cock. By this point I didnt even know if i had cum or not, it felt like a state of permanent orgasm because it felt like ecsatsy having his dick bang into me like that. I was being thrown around and was thrashing my dick while he pummeled my ass, then I experienced a pulsating explosion and cum just flew out of my dick constantly, wads and wads of my juice landed on his face, on his chest, shot into my face and over me, we were both covered in my cum but didnt care cuz he kept fucking me for another ten minutes, which felt even more intense. When he came, he slammed his cock up me really hard a few times and I felt the condom fill up with cum inside me. I kissed him for a while before climbing off and cleaning up. We were both so shattered after that so i just slept over there, spooning and that.

In the morning he was heading to uni and I was heading home to get ready for work this weekend, and as we parted ways on a busy street he kissed me!!! hopefully get together this week, cause that was an amazing arse pumping.

gettin fucked in 20 mins!!

2007-09-27T09:25:00.000-07:00

Right as you can probably tell its been a bit of a shite week for me sex wise so far. Ive had both of my regular fuck buddies, the straight guy and the other gay dude cancel on me twice each!!! and even resorted to tryin to get my psycho ex Mr G round for a shag...with no success. But I found a new one, another 19 yr old student who lives 5 mins away, and im on my way there now!! jumpin in the shower then hedin up to get ma hole fucked! this guy is a dom top who likes to 'lick suck toss and fuck'

bring it on :D

tell you about it when i get back!!

new recruit fuck

2007-09-19T10:02:00.000-07:00

The heavy guy in full millitary gear and a balaclava put a gloved had to my throat, and his whisky and cigarette breath made shiver about what was going to happen.
'Yeah' I whimpered.
'Of course you want my dick you fag. Poofs like you love getting their arsed pumped full of spunk, dont ya?'
'Yeah'
I was pulled down the side of the cold locker till i was on my knees. My dominator unzipped and shoved my face right into his boxers. His smell was overpowering. Sweat and cum and piss, my face was rubbed into his crotch, and I felt his growing cock beneath the material of his boxers, wet at the tip of his dick, hard and warm.

I couldnt take not having that down my throat, so I whipped out the bulging thing. It was unshaven, hairy balls and a thick meaty head oozing precum. I peeled back the foreskin and licked the piss slit, tasting the salty man juice. Before I got the chance to take it down my throat, a gloved finger and thum forced my jaw open and his dick was slammed down my throat. I gagged and choked and could barely breathe but it made no difference. I had to grab a quick breat every time he pulled his long shaft out of my throat before pummeling it all the way back in, so his sweaty pubes rubbed at my face. He deep face fucked me for ages, I eventually got used to it and the gag reflex subsided.

I forgot I was afraid and enjoyed the feeling of having my mouth help open while the soldier slammed the full length of his dick down my throat. But the fear came back when I got dragged back up and pulled along the pitch black room. My head got slammed down onto what felt like a desk, so I was bent over, with my arms held in one strong arm behind my back. I struggled slightly, although I still wanted to get fucked by him
'Are you going to make it difficult, fag, or are you going to take it easy?'
I stopped moving. He let go of my arms, but still held me down with one powerful arm on my back, pushing me down with all his weight.

I felt his dick, wet with my saliva, run up and down my ass crack. My hole was still kind of loose from being fingered earlier, but it still hurt like fuck when he spat on my hole, and the bare head of his dick penetrated me. He pushed himself all the way up my ass, then began to fuck.

I was gasping for breath, my own cock was throbbing hard and my ass was in pain with the pounding, but I was loving it. He was fucking me with regard only to himself, for all he knew he was raping me.

Hairy balls kept banging into mine, and two hands on my hipes pulled my own body back onto his cock with each thrust. Soon, he whipped it back out, pulled me off the table to the floor and held me down while his dick found my open mouth again. Stinking of my own ass, he fucked my face for a few minutes, untill I felt a hard shot of salty cum hit the back of my throat. More and more pumped out, and his hand went to my throat. He took his dick out my mouth, but I wasnt swallowing, I didnt usually. The cum started to overflow and drip it my open mouth, held back by a fist around my throat.

'Fag you're lucky you didint get nutted up the arse, now fuckin gulp the lot'
It was accomponied with a stinging slap on the ass, and I swalloed the lot, his fingers on my throat making sure it all went down.
The unknown attacker left, and I lay on the floor for a few minutes, gathering my strength before slinking naked back to my room through the now deserted barracks. I was adjusting well to life in the army.

woo im back!

2007-09-18T09:17:00.000-07:00

Well my internet was fucked over the weekend, and so was I :D
The greek came up on friday night and stayed till monday, and I actually cant remeber how many times we fucked each other. When I wasnt working, we were in my room naked, when we wernt having sex we were talking about what we were going to do to each other, or took kinky photos!

I was working on saturday afternoon, and I was taking a half hour break. So I texted him, telling him I was on my way back for a bit, and to be lying on th bed naked, with his ass in the air. I got back, found him so, fucked him and went back to work!

Will tell you all about it when I get the chance, Uni is a bitch for the amount of work were doing. But I'm splitting up with the greek. The sex is good, but then again just about any sex is good. And Im in a place right now where I really dont want to have a relationship. Im focusing my energies on all the different thing Im doing, and I know plenty of people that are up for a casual fuck. Speaking of which, my straight fuck buddy and another fuck buddy both texted me over the weekend, asking when were going to have sex :D :D

Hopefully I'll get together with the straight guy this week. I told him I was getting a vibrator this weekend, because the greek brought it up, and hes pretty excited about fucking me with his cock AND the vibrator at the same time! Its amazing! 9" flexible big black cock that vibrates like a jackhammer!

Anyway I'll be posting all this and more soon! Plus Sammy has said he's working on the rest of his story, cant fucken wait for that really loved his last one.

P.S. I was experimenting with putting ads on the site, but its all mingin straight stuff. If I cant get any good gay ads on then Ill take them off. If any bloggers out there know how to get some gay ones on, please let me know!

Thanks and keep reading and commenting and I'll keep posting and posting!

Nick

greek-whipped

2007-09-13T18:53:00.000-07:00

disapointed...

2007-09-13T18:49:00.000-07:00

well i never got fucked the other night :(
I had to work pretty late, and he was up ealry for uni the next day, so we just had to cancel. I said we should hook up next week but hes not got back to me.
However the greek is cuming up tomorro and staying for like 3 nights, so ill get a hell of a lot of shagging in then :D
Hes gone and bought me this massive big black vibrator, some poppers and this lube that apparantly numbs ur ass so u can literally get fucked all night. Magic!

ass ass ass

2007-09-11T04:40:00.000-07:00

its all i can think about! About to leave for work, and when Im back tonight. The straight guy who likes to fuck me is going to be waiting for me.

new recruit inititiation

2007-09-10T14:22:00.000-07:00

So guys in the army are pretty macho. Theres a lot of showin off, buildin up muscle and spendin hours in the gym. Guys in the army love havin their masculine torsos on show all the time, and often walk around in army issue boxers. even in the shower, theres no 'backs against the wall' mentality, its more of a culture of 'my cocks bigger than yours!'

Can be pretty strange to new recruits, like I was three years ago, who dont have the bodies like the guys who've been in for longer have. Among us new recruits, we were a pretty cocky, show-offy bunch; i guess thats the kind of guy the army attracts. But hey I was among my peers ;) I was just as cock and ready to show off as anyone else. But plus I liked watchin all the other guys too!

Two nights in to our basic training, me and the other three guys in my room were woken at 2am by having the covers ripped of our beds by a bunch of other soldiers in full gear. We got yelled at and told to get up and line up at the door straight away. Not quite knowin what was goin on, just been woken up, I got pushed right out of my bed and then staggered along to the doorway. The light got switched on, dead bright, and it showed me and the other three guys in my room standing, disorientated, in front of about 6 0r 7 big burly soldiers with balaclavas on. I had my boxers on, but one of the other guys didnt. He had a pretty nice cock, and even in that moment of near terror I remember checkin him out. The other soldiers who had got us up started to shout at him, calling him a fag and a pussy boy. Not his fault he slept without underwear! I remember they made him get down their and then and do press ups, naked. His bare, hairless ass bobbing up and down. But one of the soldiers got his boot and spread the poor guys ass cheeks with his black boot, it looked like he was basically fuckin this boys ass. We were all 17 in that room.

After they had lined us up, and stopped fuckin the poor boys ass with a boot (they still didnt let him put boxers on) they made us run dead quick to the shower room, barkin and yellin. I know now they call it a 'sharp hello.' Which is basically, for the 6 weeks of basic trainin, alot of gettin up in the middke of the night to be yelled at, humiliated and to run around alot, and to basically make themselves feel better! That time, after only two nights in the army, they were goin to humilate the fuck out of us new recruits.

We were running along the corridor to the shower room, they naked guy was in front of me, and I could see his cock swinging from side to side, his bare ass cheeks moving up and down. We got to the shower room, and there were all the other new recruitd, about 20 of us, each one crouched down, knees tucked in and head right down, everyone of them naked. There were a few other soldiers standin over them, barkin and yellin more and more, all fully clothed and in balaclavas. The shower room was open plan, and everyone was facin each other. The three of us with boxers on got yelled at to strip, and then pushed and shoved to get under the spare shower heads, crouched down, everyones bare ass just off the tiled ground, ass cheeks kind of open, u cd see just about everyones ass hole. And of course everyones cock was hanging out. So fucking hot, even though pretty scary. they went around and turned all the showers on, full blast of feezin cold water, soakin every one of our naked bodies. More yellin and a couple of guys who shivered got stood up, one got their ass literaly spanked in front of us all, another had his cock pointed and lauged at by the guys in the balaclavas for bein small and that, but imean he had just been drenched in freezin water for five minutes.

Then they made us all stand up and move into the centre of the room, in a big bunh, and they stood around the outside, walkin in makin it smaller and smaller till we were all literlly crunched up against 20 other naked, wet guys. Someons cock was defo pushed well against my ass hole, and my hand 'brushed' against some other young recruits cocks, gave a few a squeeze, ran my hand around a few bare asses, felt hairy ass cheeks and smooth ones, felt some new millitary meat rub and push into me. I enjoed it!

After they made us stand like that for a good half hour. I cdnt really see who i was standing around with, but i def remember feeln a finger runing up and down my crack. I was kinda in the middle, so was surrounded by naked guys, and obv cdnt turn around, but i didnt say anythin to stop it, i did spread my ass cheeks a little for him, make it known i enjoyed that!! He got the signal and pushed against my arse hole, rough and hard, entering it right away and shoving his finger all the way up. Hurt like a bitch. But he left it there, and i couldnt really shout out 'oy take ur finger outta my ass!' So We all stood there, cold and wet, still being shouted at and sworn at, the balaclava guys would pick some1 out of the group and make em do push ups while standin on their naked backs and stuff.

The guy kept his finger all the way up my ass. And then about ten mins later, without warning, someone else shoved their finger in my hole. I knew it was the guy standidn kind of to the side of me, cuz i seen his arm move round behind me a little, and he was lookin over my shoulder at the what i assumed was the other guy who had his finger up my ass, and he kind of winked or smiled at him, then jammed it right in. I moaned, lookd at the second guy and realised it was my roomate!! I tried to turn around a little to see the 1st guy, and he to was my room mate!! these were the two guys who had had their boxers on when they got forced out of bed!

They didnt duble finger me for long, becos soon we were getin shouted at to get back to our rooms, and my two roomates went off, i think laughin to each other about fingerin me! it seemed more of a joke than a sexual thing neway! Its was not bad thoo!

But as we all cleared out of the shower room and ran back along the corridor, still naked and wet, one of the bigger guys in a balaclava and full army combats grabbed me by the neck and threw me into a dark room. I was so surprised that i didnt yell out or nethin. I cdnt see a thing in therre, I just felt like i hit a cold metal locker. The Guy who grabbed me I heard lock the door, and I could just make out his lips and eyes thru the balaclava, right at my face. He was tall, well built and i was naked and cowering.
'I seen you get finger fucked in there. You like that then, queer boy?'
His hand grabbed my ass cheek and squeezed it.
'Do you wana feel a real dick up that pussy boy hole?'

im getting my tight hole fucked tomorrow night

2007-09-10T13:57:00.000-07:00

Thats me been back up north for not even two days, and me and my straight fuck buddy have arranged to get together tomorrow night. Hes cumin round to my room, and im going to lie down, hell get his fingers and insert them into my ass, jamming them far in and pulling it back out. Then he'll put his dick inside me and fuck me. Hard. All night.

Ill let you know how it goes ;)

the guy lives upstairs!!!

2007-09-08T11:33:00.000-07:00

Earlier this week I was out clubbing at a gay night. Its good because theres a more alternative/studenty/bisexual crowd that go rather than the queens that hit the gay clubs constantly. Anyway it was pretty good, a load of hot hot guys, pulled three of them and got good and drunk.

So theres a hot student guy that stays upstairs sometimes. I think his parents live there and he pops in and out. About 23, dark skin, muscled, plays football and reads Mens Health, and I saw him there! He was standing at the other side of the dance floor with a fairly large group of guys and girls that all looked like they were having a lot more fun that what he was. I watched him for a while, he looked a little out of place in jeans and a tshirt, but was definetley checking dudes out. His eyes wandered over and we spied each other, he looked aghast. I kind of hlaf waved and smiled, and he nodded and flicked his eyebrows before turning away. Fuck him! I thought, and went off and had a bangin night without seeing him again.

The next day I was away for work for two days, and I got back Friday morning. Hot and tired after a few hours on busses and trains, I opened the door to my building, and who was standing there but mr hot guy himself! He was looking through the post that was on the step, in bare feet, trackies and a grey hoody, unshaven and with tussled hair...I melted! He caught sight of me as I headed for the stairs and mumbled 'alright mate' and I grunted a 'hey' in response as I headed up the stairs, i could totally feel his eyes on me! I got in the flat and was quite breathless with all the sexual tension! I would die to have that stunner, but totally didnt think he, or I, had the balls to go for it, I know I wasnt planning to make a move.

I went back downstairs to let the dog out, and he was in the car park, bent over looking in the boot of his car...with his hoody riding up and his trousers riding down, I caught sight of a hairless and defined back, and the curves of his ass clad in white boxers. My mouth literally watered, and I perved for as long as I could without making it look suspicious. Back up stairs I tried to put it out of my mind as just a fantasy, if he hadnt talked to me at the club the other night then I doubt he would do anything now. Although I was with a group of gay gays, and I looked pretty gay myself that night, so I guess it could have intimidated a bi type. I stripped off and went for a shower, and was hard just at the though of having him.

After I was still hard, and though Im never going to get any work done today if my mind is on shagging the hot dude upstairs. I dried off a bit, jerking my dick at the thought of him. It was only mid morning so everyone else was at work or school, so I stepped out of the bathroom, slightly wet and naked, turned on and ready for a wank. Before I even closed the bathroom door, there was a heavy knock at the door.

I froze, and im not sure why, but my first thought was 'oh shit its the police, how am I ment to do a runner when Im naked...' But then I thought, maybe it was the hot guy coming to have his way with me? Fucking score!! More likley though it was the old downstairs neighbour coming to complain about the non existent leak in our bathroom. Whoever it was, they knocked again, so I dived back to the bathroom and threw a towel around my waist. Clutching it with one hand, I leaped to the door, my heart racing now and my cock hard and throbbing with the hope that it would be him.

'Alright mate, thought I'd bring your post up.' His massive brown eyes bored straight into mine as I stood dripping, holding the door open with one hand and holding the towel with the other. Why didnt he put it through the letter box...unless...
'Right ta. Sorry, my hands are a bit wet' I replied as we kept staring at each other, stony faced. My eyes darted down to my towel, hoping my hard on wouldnt show. The outline of my solid cock was sure as hell visible. His eyes dropped too.

'I could bring it in,' his eyes stayed on my dick, then drew up to meet with mine again and he finished the sentence. 'If you like.'
'Sure.' I couldnt really think of anything else except OMYFUCKINGOD!!!!!!
He stepped in, and as soon as the door had closed he brushed his hand against my dick, and instantly my towel dropped. My rock hard cock stood there, exposed and wet, like myself, as he didnt say or do anything.
'I'm moving away to uni on sunday, no one has to know a thing,' I reasured him.
He stayed quiet, his hungry eyes imagining swallowing my dick down his throat. Slowly he looked back at me again, the tanned, tea coloured skin, thick eyebrows, a rough, few day old beard, a hard, wide mouth, out-of-bed-at-eleven-am black hair, defined, flat stomach that I could tell was under that hoody, and footballers legs that his trackies covered, and a bulging crotch that I just noticed. I dont think Ive ever wanted to be taken more than I did then.

I moved slightly back against the wall, as an invite to come closer and to stop myself from swooning over. His eyes looked back at me, and what seemed like a battle in his mind ended with his smile. He stepped forward, pushed me squarley against it, grabbed my face with two strong hands and opened my mouth up with his tounge. We kissed with more passion and desire than I have in quite a while, the feeling of it being forbidden and of getting caught adding to the heat between us. He kissed me for what seemed an eternity, his hands were running alternatley light and hard up and down my back, getting closer and closer to my crack. A finger went right down, finding my hole and pushing against it, before sliding back up and more coming down. My hands had stripped him of his hoody, and had got his fucken massive piece of meat out of his trackies.

His dick was a beast. 8 or 9, cut, thick as fuck, brown and veiny. I jacked it alonside mine, rubbed the heads together and played around with them, but I couldnt not put that thing in my mouth. Dropping to my knees, via my tounge licking his hard brow nipples and rippled, hairy chest and body, I took the cock in my mouth. He moaned loudly as soon as my lips glided to the base and back again. His hands on my wet hair, moving my head in time with the thrusts from his hips. My hands went for that ass I wanted a piece of. it was smooth, it was round and it was hairless save for a slink of matted black hair that sailed from the small of his back, down his crack, around his hole, then spread out to cover his thick, strong, trunky thighs in hair. I moved my hands down his legs, along with his trackies. Pulling at the hot guys well filled ball sac, I worked his cock more and more.

Ten, fifteen minutes later, my jaw was sore but I wasnt letting this go noway. The man was an actual fanatsy come to life. Stunning, gorgous in every way. He began to moan, spread his legs out slightly, put his hand on the back of my head and face fucked me. Powerful, strong with balls slapping on my chin, past the point of caring about discomfort, my finger was aching too from twenty minutes now of pushing a little in and out of his hole, getting more and more inside this mans tight and hot ass hole, and pushing hard on his g spot. I was blowing my ultimate fantasy.

He pulled his dick clean out of my mouth, pointing it down at my face though, as he stroked it and shot a thick creamy wad of cum that hit me hard on the cheek, and then anothe and another and another. My open mouth caught some, the salty taste sending me into overdrive as more and more of his juice flew out of his throbbing and swollen dick, onto my face, into my mouth. I put my lips back on his head and took the length of his shaft one more time down my throat. Licking the cum around my lips and standing up to face him, we were both happy, smiling and panting.

'Fuck mate, best fucken blowjob of ma life. Go get your phone and I'll stick ma number in, I gotta head to work the now but I want some of you again. I did as I was told and he punched it in as I wiped the rest of the cum of my face with the towel. He could fill buckets with that stuff. Throwing his jumper back on, he said 'Give me a buzz when you're going to be down here again, we'll get together.' And he slapped my ass, opened the door and headed back upstairs. I stood staring, naked and my cock bursting, staring at my phone: 'Craig'

I'm in love with the hottest guy I've ever seen called Craig, and he lives in my building, well his parents anyway. But I have his number, and the taste of his cum still in my mouth. I slank to the floor where I stood, barley touched my own cock and shot wad after wad.

get you in the millitary mood...

2007-09-04T17:26:00.000-07:00

say hi to our new blogger!

2007-09-04T17:01:00.000-07:00

One of my closest gay mates, Sammy, has just left the army. The lucky bastard has had a hellofa lot of sex in his three years there, and If i didnt hate war so much and wasnt so week I'd consider it for a shag! I knew him at school, but we never really talked, then last year when he was back from Iraq, I seen him out at one of the gay clubs, and we got talking and have been good mates for a while. Its great every time we go out on the scene, he is like the exact opposite of all the skinny queens, and never quite knows what hes doing, its like his first experience every time.

So we were out last week to celebrate the fact that hes now finished his service, and is going to take a year out before going to uni. I told him about the blog and how much of a laugh, and a release it is to write all your sex tales down for people to read. Hes said he wants to contribute once in a while, so Im dead excited about that, and hope you are too! The guy is about 6"2, 20, cropped dark blond hair, broad shoulders, heavily muscled and damn fit, does the marathon and that. And although ive never seen it, he assures me its a good 8" and thick! His totally straight acting ways conceal a hungry slut who has charmed more straight guys than I could ever dream of! So stay tuned for some true life tales from a teenage soldier!!!

cum sit on my lap...

2007-09-04T08:50:00.000-07:00

Im moving back up north for uni in a few days...and already my straight fuck buddy and another fuck buddy, Mr M, are dying to welcum me back... The greek is also ment to be cumming up next weekend for a shagathon! Cant fucken wait!

total domination

2007-08-31T17:34:00.000-07:00

I got really up for dominating someone the other day, just like tellin em what to do, smackin them about a little, pissin all ova them, cumin over their face that kinda thing. Had been chattin to this wee campy guy for a few days, 18, and arainged to meet at his house yesterday morning. I told him he was gonna be ma bitch for the day, and would do as I told him. He seemed pretty up for it!

I was pretty rough lookin that day. Unshaven, ungelled hair, tracky bottoms and a hoody. He met me off the bus and I sparked a fag as we walked along, laughin inside at the contrast we made. Him a fairy-style gay with prada glasses and me some young ruffian who'd slap a granny for fun (well it is quite).

Got to his house and immediatly went up stairs. I took the lead from the begining, holding his head as I kissed him hard, forcing my tounge down his throat. My hands moved over his thin body, grabbing a fistful of ass, and a fistul of cut cock from shoving my hand down his trousers. We were both loving it, and I picked him up and threw him onto the bed, stripping off my top I jumped back on him, kissing heavily and stripping him. We rolled around for a while, before we got completley naked and I went for his cut cock. Sucking his 7" inches of tasty meat, I fingered his ass. It was one of the type I love. All smooth over the cheeks but manly and hairy in the crack. I smeared it in my saliva and pushed my finger in his tight hole.

He was pretty good and sucking too. I lay down and slammed his face down onto my cock, making him take the whole thing and slapping my dick over his face. He started telling me about how much of a dirty slut he was. We were doing it on his older brothers bed, for one, whom he had jacked off when his bro had been wasted (eew). He had had a guy fuck him raw then piss inside his ass which he loved apparantly! That I could do!

I asked him if he wanted to get fucked again, he said definetley. I told him to go get condoms and lube so I could shove my cock up him an rip him in two. He came back with just the lube...hmmmm. While I though about it, I asked if he wanted to get pissed on, and he said definetly! I hadnt properly pissed on someone before, but wanted to try! We went into the bathroom and stood in the bath. He gave me a load of water to drink and got down on his knees to suck me. It wasnt long untill I was needing, so he held his cock out over his chest and eventually, I pissed on him. It went over his chest, ran down his legs and onto mine, and was a really strange, but really hot thing. He seemed to like it, and we got showerd off. I stood behind him with the water coming down, and rubbed my raw cock head up and down his crack and over his hole.

'Let me squeeze my head in' i asked, and he agreed. He braced himself with two hands on the walls and legs spead out, while I leaned back, and with hard dick in hand, I stifly penetrated his ass with my cock. His moans were loud and sounded sore, so I whipped it back out. He said If I was going to dominate him properly, I wasnt to care about him, just to use his ass for my pleasure!!! Good! I told him, and he also went and brought back the lube.

Squirting a big drible over my pulsing cock, and ramming to slippery fingers up his extra tight cunt, I placed the head back onto his wet hole. Moving it around, he was now litteraly begging for me to slam it up him. So in one solid, fluid movement, I pushed my dick head in and moved it all the way up, then repositioning slighty, I got a bit more of my raw dick in. I moved it around and pulled him right back onto it, so he could really feel it, and feel who was boss.

Fucking him bareback, he was amazingly tight and hot inside. Plus he looked better from the back than the front! Smooth and light skinned, with not a freckle or spot, with broad shoulders made more apparent by his outstretched hands, leading down to a slim waist and a hot boy butt.
He kept moaning and moaning with every thrust that pushed my bare dick inside his hot, driping hole. It must have hurt him like a bitch. No rimming, barely any fingering, just straight to my dick in his ass. I had to take a piss again, all that water I drank, but I asked him if he wanted me to, he said yeah.

I slowed down then stopped, but got my dick all the way up him as before. It came slowly, and I wasnt sure if it was happening untill it began to kind of shoot out of his ass. I kept it in as it dribbled out, then pulled my dick out completley, and all my piss just kind of blew out of him cunt. He fucken moaned like nothing else, getting onto his knees saying hot amazin it was. It was no bad, a bit weird if your the top coz you get a load of ur own piss over ur feet but Id want to try it as the bottom.

Felt a bit strange to fuck him again, so turned the boy around and wanked over his open mouth. I blew my load all over his face, and more kept cumming so it shot into his hair, nose, ears, everywhere, was fuking amazing though. Always love that feeling of wanking urself off after uve fucked. He spat it out, then I got on my knees and reciprocated, swallowing up his dick and with two fingers up his wet arse, slamming his cock into my mouth. A while later my head was back, mouth open and he was shot into me, half of it hitting the back of my throat and the rest over my face. I swallowed it up though.

We got showered and I left after that. It was good, not great, so pretty sure will be a one off, dont know. On the other hand, things are kind of dying off with the greek, and for some reason I think were both happy about it. And Im moving back to uni in like a week too!

me next!

2007-08-29T08:54:00.000-07:00

msn sex with the greek

2007-08-25T08:02:00.000-07:00

me too, im just lovin the thought of u constantly fucking my ass non stop
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
ohh aye...
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
then what
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
i suck on u till u put it all over my face
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
uhu...
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
goo onnnn
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
i jump on top, do the missionary, ur cock sliding into my ass, ur cock feeling the friction and my ass feeling it as i ride it fast
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
fuck man ur gettin me hard
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
then kiss u, and roll u over, lick u up and down, lick ur ass, totaly stick my tongue into ur ass, ull feel pleasure as my rough surface of my tongue massages ur inside
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
awww fuck yeaa. and id be beggin u to put it in me
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
as i lick u id rum my hand down and start jerkin ur cock, slowly i lube up and slide my cock into ur tight ass
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
awww dude i can feel it inside me. shove it all the way in so ur pubes rub against my ass cheeks and ur balls slap against it too
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
as i ride u doggy, i reach over u, and massage ur nipples, as u stand up and my cock still thrusting into ur ass i kiss u,
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
awww man, id wana pu my arms behind u, grabbin ur ass cheeks and slam ur body harder and harder into mine..
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
oooh hey how du feel about dominating me?
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
kinda turns me on
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
same, especially since u look tougher and godly
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
hehehheeeee! so if u were dominatin me....what would i have to do master?
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
get down and suck on it, lay down and take my cock and ne dildo or whatever i give u
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
hehheheee mmmm... u cd make me crawl over to u and lick ur feet... blindfold me, bend me over the bed and put what u want in me
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
sounds like a plan
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
heheheheee in the shower, u cd humiliate me...piss al over my face?
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
maybe i will
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
oooh really...u gonna hold my mouth open while u rest ur cock on my lips and piss down my throat?
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
mmm, damn, now im dead horny
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
fuck yeah, and in the wet shower, with ur toe, u cd penetrate my ass
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
hmm, i didnt know u were into feet
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
oooh into anythin!
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
except fisting
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
yah! all tho id happily bend over the sink and let u sink ur finger into my tite hole
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
gladly
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
then put the other finger from the other hand in too
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
slowly push them in, and spread my cunt apart
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
yeah!!! train ur ass slowly
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
oh yeah, make it wide for ur massiv dick, then u can slam it into me and make me fucken scream ur name, scream for u to rape my hole
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
damn, ure killin me
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
hehehheee, fuck dude im ragin hard
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:

!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
awwwh love tht hot load
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
mmmmm u want it all over ur face ay

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!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
u know me
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
damn i love tht ass
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
man id give that to ya bad. id fuckin hold ya down and cum all over u. like that time at the sauna , wen ur legs were bent over ur head, i was slammin it into ur hole, then wen i was close i pulled it out, whipped he condom off and fuken shot my load all over yer face
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
yeah, loved tht hot load
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
nd sum day, maybe ull shoot tht load inside me
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
fuck yeah ud like that bitch wdnt ya, to be my cum whore
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
i cd fill up ur cunt and watch it drip out
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
fuld do the same to u, and after fuckin ur ass raw, lick u out, and ur sensitive ass will intantly give off loadsa pleassure as u moan my name as i rim u and dig my tongue deeper in as my load drips out
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
awww fuk man, ud shoot ur load inside me then lick it up afterwards with all my sweaty as juices
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
*ass
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
or wed be lyin in the bed, goin to sleep, and ud feel horny so u cd just lye beside me and slip it in, bare, and cream my hole
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
or suck u off, completely drain u as u go to sleep
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
ooooh yeah
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
u liked that vid of me fingerin my ass rite?
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
oh gawd yeah!!! tht tight hairy awesomeass, i cant wait to rim it once more
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
lol! well ive got my finger full up it rite now...
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
mmmm
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
ive got 2, sumtimes 3 in mine
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
wht rite now?
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
yeh
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
awww man, u got cam on?
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
its always on
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
can i seeeee?
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
gladly
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:

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Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
awwwww fuck yeah i love how ur in that tiny weee room that i fucked u in
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:

Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
r u gonna do what i say ;D
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
fuck tht was sooo hot
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
yes master
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
like?
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
stand up, bend rite over and pull ur ass cheeks apart to show ur hole to the camera, then take a finger and put it all the way up, sit back down and lik that finger
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
gladly
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
lol that was amazin but rong fingers no?
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
aww fuck tht ill hav 2 fingers in me
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
heheheheheheeee
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
cnt complain now
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
hey u got an old pair of boxers u dont mind not wearin again
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
hmm, what u got in mind?
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
lol, well i want u to use them to wipe up ur cum with every time u wank from now till u cum up to see me, then wne u fuck me up there, ur gonna stuff my mouth with them to stop me screamin, and ur gonna leave them up there with me to sniff
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
gawd, i think after tht time theyd reek
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
yeh man theyd reek of u cum and sweat
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
aww ok
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
u cd even poke them up ur arse get sum nice ass juice on em
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
hehehehee
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
lol u like that one ay!
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
u gonna do it for me tonite?? ive already wankin my cock
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
1 sec
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
kk
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
wht u doin?
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
ok what u want me to do?
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
put cam bit lower
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
finger u ass and wank ur dick
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
u got them pants to cum into ?
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
it workin?
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
naw, but it will now
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
lol, as long as it dusnt hurt?
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
naw, tis ok no pain
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
kk, well get them pants, dont waste any of that cum
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:

Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
u got sum in there with ya?
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
yup
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
if there the ones ur gonna give to me, cum soaked, put em round ur finger and push it up ur cunt
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
well?
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
awwww fuk
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
fuck mmmm
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
feel that friction, cd be my raw cock
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
take ur finger out, but try leave em in, then bend over again and show me em hangin out yer hole
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
stand up and bend over
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
awwww yeah man
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
stand up, face to the side and wank
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
snff ur pants first
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
mmmmmmmmmmmm
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
lemme see u jackin that dick
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
fuck i wana sit on that massive cock of urs so bad
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
awwww yeah lemme see the cum
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
awwww fuck
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
fuck yeah
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
thts half the load
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
keep them pants sumwhere safe, and get em covered with ur juice by the time u get up
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
right u little slut?
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
more fun fer me
Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
u fuken rite, u do i coz i tell u to bitch
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:

Nick - I take life with a pinch of salt, a wedge of lime and a shot of tequilla says:
just as well am no there id make u eat it
!!!!!Acki- MorBid FaSciNatioN!!!!! says:
gladly id do tht neway.......

is that big enough for two?

2007-08-24T15:37:00.001-07:00

slutty cock whore

2007-08-24T14:05:00.000-07:00

As you may have realised it has been a wee while since Ive had a good bit of action, but Ive been in the mood for something unusal for me. The last few weeks the idea has been building slowly in my head of total submisivness. I felt I wanted to be dominated and used, pumped and dumped by anyone who wanted to use any of my holes.

So yesterday the feeling kind of got to a head, and after work I headed along to a sauna. I hadnt been to this one before, (not that I got THAT often) but it is really the best place for anonymous, no-hassle shagging. It also happens to be a huge fanatsy of mine. All that stuff, the steam room, communal showers, guys fucking in the sauna, I love it.

I went in, got my towel and got naked. It was pretty busy for a hot and sunny afternoon, so I cruised for a bit, unwinding in the jacuzzi after a stressing day at work. All the guys I had seen were either middle aged or older, but I didnt mind what they looked like, today, all I was interested in was their dicks.

After an hour or so if chilling out and checking out what was on offer, I decided to go for it. Heading to the crowded, dark steamroom, I sat down between two guys. I closed my eyes and stuck my hand out to the guy on the right, he looked like he was packing under that towel. I stroked his leg gently...nothing. I gave it a squeeze and the towel came of. Taking his hefty cock in my hand, I felt its solid size, around 8" I would say, dead thick, with good low hanging balls, just the type I like. My towel stayed on the bench as naked I knelt down and immediatley wrapped my lips around his dick and worked at it. He started to moan instantly, and the slurping sound of me tounging his cock and taking it all the way down my throat brought a small crowd. There was a hand exploring my ass crack, and another guy was lying on the floor sucking my own cock. I pushed him off, I wasnt hear for that, I was here to be of service.

I kneeled back on my ankles, stroking my dick, closing my eyes and opening my mouth. The guy I had been sucking near enough had to fight with the mini crowd to get his dick back in me. I kept on slamming my head into his crotch, his cock filling up my mouth and his balls slapping against my chin. I saw there were four or more other guys standing around me, jacking themselves off. I saw a guy with an even bigger dick, and turned my head to work on that one. It tasted like all the others, steamy and sweaty. I sucked it hard, but couldnt get the whole thing in, but was enjoying being the centre of attention. A few minutes later I heard him moan loudly, and I got the familiar sensation of my mouth filling up with hot, salty liquid. I swallowed it as it kept cuming, until he had squeezed the last drop out, and I drew my mouth back, lovingly tounging his head, loving that slutty feeling. As he left, the guy I had sucked of first grabbed my head quite hard and shoved his dick back down my throat, fine by me!

He skull-fucked me for a bit, before drawing his big cock out my mouth, holding my head back and jacking himself into my open mouth. The cum spurted out and dripped onto my toungue. I lapped it up, and licked off the rest from his piss slit. Swallowing, I turned to the next guy.

His cock wasnt so big, actually none of the rest of the guys were, but they were not bad, and I sucked them all off anyway. I think someone must have told everyone else that there was a teenager in the steam room sucking whatever was put into his mouth. I worked methodically through all the guys that came to me. Squeezing their balls and fingering them too if they let me. I did one after another, there was almost a mini q! Some of them who were standing around wanking while watching me suck guys off and were waiting their turn fired their loads over my face, I think four of them did. There was two really decrepit looking oldyins with rust nail type dicks that I wouldnt touch, but the rest of them I had, and the rest of the loads I swallowed.

I did 8 or 9 before the hotness of the steam room and the dryness of my mouth got to much. Most of them had been not bad in a middle aged man way, and I was pretty satisfied and dead pleased with my self, although I still hadnt cum, but I had fufilled my fantasy with 45 mins of cocksucking. I went to the showers and washed my self down, then one of the hotter guys who I had sucked off came up to me and got down on his knees in the showers and began to blow me. I had so much built up sexual energy that after only a few minutes of him deep throating me I slammed my dick down his throat and blew my load down his willing throat. He got up, smiled and left, and so did I, smiling all the way home.

spit roasting in a tent

2007-08-14T14:23:00.000-07:00

OK was away camping this weekend, made me feel a whole lot better, made me forget about the rut I had been in thinking bout that cunt S. It was our annual summer camp weekend of this thing im in. I dont actually know of any gay or bi guys who are in it too, so I totally wasnt expecting to pull, but hey, worked out pretty good!

It was the saturday, and I had been getting steadily through 3 2litre bottles of cider, while dancing around the campfire and thinking of more people we didnt like to burn effigies of. Someone came and asked If I would do the bar from twelve till two, and in my state of inebriation I agreed. Im pretty sure I spent most of the two hours behind the bar (I say bar, but it was a table in the mud with scrap metal for a roof) drinking more than I served, and discussing much of my colourful sexual history with the other people there.

At around half 3 when we finally closed it up, I remember trying to take a piss on the campfire that was still going. But two guys stopped me, apparantly they were concerned I was going to burn my penis off. Anyway they offered to carry me back to my tent, which was really nice of them because I litteraly had no idea where I had put it up. I think one of their names was david, and lets call his mate andrew. David was quite small, about 20, with messy black hair and quite dark skin, whearas his mate he had brought along andrew was taller, about 17 and had lonish blonde hair. So they got me back to my tent, and I invited them in for chocolate buttons.

We got talking about gay stuff, turned out david was bi, and andrew said he was straight, primarily, but had tried it once or twice. I saw the oppertunity. He asked for one of my fags, and I asked what I would get in return. Andrew said a blowjob. David thought it was a great idea and egged him on. Andrew was quite possibly joking, but I didnt give the oppertunity, because I gave him the cigarette, but put the lighter down my trousers and told him to go get it. So in the dark of the tent, our faces only visible by the lights of our phones, I saw his blonde, hooded head come crawl towards me, and put his hand on my crotch, trying to find the lighter, but in actual fact making many grabs at my cock.

David watched while Andrew laughed at the fact he couldnt find it. I sugested he may have to take of my trousers. He unbuckled my belt and unzipped my muddy jeans, and stuck his hand on my boxers, now just blatantly feeling my dick. I was rock hard, and they both commented postivley on the size of what was in my pants. David said he would give Andrew a light if he sucked my dick. So andrew didnt hesitate much, he just yanked down my boxers and swallowed my dick into his young teenage mouth. His head bobbed up and down on it, while I softly moaned and David started to touch himself. I just went for it and grabbed Davids dick through his jeans, stroking and rubbing it from the outside of his trousers, untill he whipped it out. Not the biggest or thickest, but it was about 6 inches or so, uncut with a wet head. I wanked it while Andrew continued to suck me off.

The boy was actually pretty good, he worked away at the head well and jerked it while he was at it. I hadnt cum in quite a few days, so it took only about five minutes to make me moan and say that I was getting close to cumming. Andrew stopped, but David said he wanted it and took over sucking my dick, while andrew leaned back, finally lit his fag and watched David suck my cock till I moaned louder and shot in his mouth. He leaned out the tent and spat it out, and we all had a smoke and a load more drinks said how good it was. Andrew said that after that he really wanted to try fucking a guy. Since David was a 'top' I offered my ass for this young blonde boys pleasure. David still had his cock out and said he wanted it in my mouth while I was being fucked, and he started jerking it a bit again. Andrew started to unzip, with his hoody and jacket still on, while I pulled my trousers and pants to my ankles, and due to the cold keot my warm jackets on. After a bit of fumbling around the small tent, I got down on Andrews lovley 17 year old dick. It had trimmed blonde pubes, a long white shaft with smooth foreskin and red head that tasted like mansweat. David started to lick at my ass hole, and put a finger in it while he was at it.

Soon they swapped me around, again with fumbling in the small tent, and after me searching through all my bags for the condoms and the lube. So in the dark in the early hours of the morning, I was on my hands and knees, with Andrews cock pressed against my ass, pushing and trying to get it inside me. I licked at Davids shaft and his rather large balls, moaning quite loud as the 'straight' boy shoved it right inside me. He quickly began to thrust inside and out, without any consideration, but I didnt mind, it was fucking amazing being spit roasted, with his pal Davids cock slamming down into my throat.

With two dicks inside me I just totally went into slut mode and rode them hard. I slammed my skanky arse hole back onto Andrews stiff dick, and on the push out swallowed Davids cock all the way up to the pubes. My back was arched and my toes curled as hands on my hips and hands on my head pulled me in different directions. I remeber being that drunk that I couldnt close my eyes beause everything would start spinning, so I honestly dont know how long I got fucked and was sucking for. But I remember Andrew breathing hard and heavy, and collapsing onto my back as he came. It felt strange as he pulled his dick out so quickly, and I heard the condom snap off and he chucked it out the tent, and before I knew it David had come round the back of me, wrapped his cock up and squirted somemore cold lube on my ass, before quickly sliding in behind me. Andrew lay back with his soft cock still bare and flopping over his jeans. He lit two fags and gave me one to suck on while my head was on the ground with the force of Davids fucks. He thrusted alot harder, and his fingers dug into my back while his relatively smaller cock slammed inside and out of my cunt.

Soon enough I felt him slam it in me for one last time, then quickly pull out and snap of the condom. We lay down in the small tent, me in the middle, Andrew still with his cock out, David totally naked now, and me with my bare fucked ass pointing to the ceiling; smoking and passing around a bottle of vodka with a straw in it. I said thanks guys, and we had a wee chat for the next few hours about sexuality and stuff, and whether it really exists, the need for free love and for people not to feel guilty about sex and stuff. It was soo refreshing to have casual sex with people who dont actually feel bad about it, who arnet repressed and can enjoy it and appreciate it after. The next morning we woke up, happy as ever, making jokes about the amount of drink we went through and how sore my ass must be feeling, and went on to enjoy the rest of the weekend.

another downer...sorry

2007-08-08T20:27:00.000-07:00

Omigod I think im broken. Im not thinking, nay, even posting about sex atm.

Spoke to S on MSN for ages today, and now Im listening to the song leaving on a jet plane over and over. It was good to talk, and he was saying somethin how we shoudl never say never that we wont get back together, hes like in 5-8 years, you never know what could happen. Fuck sake how much vauger could you get? And I said it will never happen, we wont ever get back together, probably will never see each other again. I said even if I picked up and flew back to the other side of the planet where you live, you wouldnt get back together with me. And he agreed.

Our paths crossed for some reason. At 17, one more year of school to go, I was on holiday in a country literally the other side of the world from me. I met S by chance in a McDonalds two days before we were ment to go back home, and I said no, Im staying here. I had fallen madly, crazily in love with him instantly. I refused to leave, and stayed with a relative for a few months, seeing S every day. We moved in 3 months after we met. While out at a restaurant on an informal valentines date, I asked him to marry me, and he said of course I will. Next day we got two silver engagement rings, and while we were together, I never took it off.

We used to float in the pool in his back garden in the middle of the night, staring up at the sky plastered with stars, and think about what names we were going to give our children.

He loved the way I made macoroni and cheese, so I would have some ready for him when he came home from work late.

When we were driving in his car and stopped at traffic lights, we would always lean in and kiss.

When he told me he wasnt coming over, a week before he was due, and wasnt in love with me anymore, I cried for 4 days.

August 6th, 2006 I left the country, just a week before our first anniversary, not by choice, but he promised to move here to where I live in 5 months, as soon as he finished college; where we would get married, he would get citizenship and we would live happily ever after.

I have never seen him again.

whoa

2007-08-06T03:47:00.000-07:00

wow, thats like been exactly a year today since I last saw S...
damn feelings, why wont they go away.
I totally shouldnt have messaged him on myspace either, im gonna look like a pathetic fool, moreso.
oh well at least theres vodka in the freezer

another greek fuck

2007-08-02T13:40:00.000-07:00

I just really wanted to fuck the greek again, don’t judge me but we headed off to the sauna again the other night after we were out at the pub. I had seen my ex there with this looser guy (at least he’s a looser in my mind) and they were right getting at it, so to follow suit me and the greek got a bit touchy feely and hard. I wanted to go though, I don’t know theres something about those places which really turns me on, all the sex and being around naked men, its pretty good.

I really wanted in up his ass, and I couldn’t help myself from touching him as we got naked. We headed to the steamroom and sat at the back. Cocks out, we jacked each other, and I was teasing him by running my finger around the head of his cock, wet from all the steam, i think he liked it. Soon I got down on my knees, and deep throated his dick. I heard a couple of guys come round and stand near us, watching, so being the exhibitionist I am, I stuck out my ass and threw my head up and down his dick, while he sat there moaning. He got a bit freaked tho when someone came and sat beside him, and was stroking his chest, so we left and went to the hot tub. That was pretty busy, but we sat together, touching each other under the water, me touching his ass hole, putting my finger inside it and stroking his cock, while the others in the Jacuzzi watched us play with each other.

I was getting like, ultra horny. I seen a couple of guys coming in and out right beside us with massive hard ons, there dicks standing straight out in front of them as they walked through the water to get out within a couple of inches of my dry mouth. We headed upstairs and sat in the sauna. Opposite me was an older guy sitting naked, playing with his massive dick. I reciprocated a bit, pulling my cock from under my towel and jacking it slowly while dripping in sweat. I tried to get the greek to do the same, and get a bit of a circle jerk going, but he was having none of it, and complained of being too hot. We headed of into one of the rooms, and in my super horny mood, I went for it.

Locking the door, I pushed his thin body hard against the wall, breathing close to his mouth, licking his open lips with my tounge, then working down his face and neck and nipples. He likes them bitten and pulled, hard, and thats what I did. Holding his arms against the wall, i ran my touncue all over chest, armpits and abdomen. I whispered in his ear that I wanted his ass, and that he was mine, and I pushed his head down. The greek kid sank to his knees and before he even got a chance to take my dick in his mouth, i just jammed it down his throat and smacked his head against the wall, my hands spreak above me to the ceiling as my hips pounded away, fucking the boys mouth.

After that I got on the floor too, and being in a teasing mood, i wrapped a towel round his eyes and licked all over his body. I went from foot to chest to nipple to knee, so he never new where it was coming next. I worked my way towards his dick. Kissing his mouth softly, i ran my tounge up to his ear, and nibbled on it, before i carried on down his neck, biting at his nipple, then carrying on down the navel to the tip of his dick. I just took a little taste of it, before I did it again, each time I would lick his knob for a little longer, until after 20 minutes or so I had his cock in my mouth, and I sucked away at it while pushing my finger into his ass. I got it right in without nay spit, then feeling really in the mood, asked his if he was ready. He said yeah, so I pulled his legs from under him and flipped them over behind his head, leaving his bare hairless bubble but right in front of my face.

I rimmed him good, spitting huge gobs into his open hole, then working it in with my plunging fingers, getting that nasty boy hole ready for the fuck. Soon I told the greek boy he was going to get fucked right now. I slipped on a condom, squeezed some lube on his ass and my dick, stoodup slightly, and plunged my cock straight into his tight hole. His ass felt amazing as I penetrated it. He took it all in a oner, and i got to fuck him quickly. I was leaned right over, we were face to face, i Kissed him hard and nasty as I slammed my dick right up his insides. I said to him he was my plaything, my fuck toy. I was using his ass, I was having it for my pleasure. He was my bitch, my slave boy, I could knob him wherever and whenever I wanted.
It was a super hot situation, and he was gagging for it as I continued to pummel and pound his body. I didn’t last very long though, it was so intense, and about ten minutes later I quickly whipped my dick out, snapped the condom off and jumped over to his face, and with one stroke I lathered his face with my cum, then licked it all off.

He sat on my face and i continued to rim him as he wanked himself. I sucked his cock some, but as he got close, and he wanted to cum over my face with my fingers in him, he sat over me while i pressed two fingers on his g-spot and played with his big balls in my mouth. He moaned and moaned as his orgasm came. I pushed as hard as I could inside his bum, squeezed his nuts tight with my free hand as my open mouth and baring tounge caught gallons of his sticky white wad of cum. The rest of it i found and swallowed, and we kissed.

Before we left he demanded that I fuck him again, so he got on his knees, and I bent the boy ove,r my hands pushing down on his tattooed back as I inserted my cock inside of his cunt again. Slamming my hips against his butt cheeks, jerking his cock and pulling his head back with his own hair, i rode him hard and fast and nasty. The poor kid couldn’t take it for long though, he said I had fucked him raw, and it was too sore. I spanked him, pulled out and grabbed his head to go back down on my swollen cock until I came again, and told him he was a good boy.

After we left, we got some takeaway food and sat on a bench for hours, eating and talking. Things are going pretty well, but I dunno. Im not meeting the manhunt guy. I don’t want to, but I do, but Im not. I like the relationship, but I still need the excitement. I need the sluttiness of the sauna, pimping my own body if you like, showing off and getting all the attention, all the wads shot over my body. Soon ill be back at uni, with my fuck buddys, my exes, and the closet cases in class all dying for some dick, as well as my beautiful greek boyfriend coming to visit.

I think its about to get interesting.

my tomorrow night

2007-07-26T16:35:00.000-07:00

Got a good night planned with the greek tomorrow. After I finish work we're gonna go into town and see the new simpsons movie (cant wait!!!). Then Im taking him for a drink to this bar that is like totally men, and rough, real masculine men too, not been there since I was 16 (thats another story) but I remember it being really erotic, especcially the smell of cum that permeates the bathrooms.

So we're going to have a few drinks and get all hot and heavy. Im planning to stroke his leg heavily, grab his crotch a few times, whisper in his ear and brush my lips against his neck (its that sort of bar). Then Im going to tell him to go into the bathroom and take off his underwear, put his trousers back on and come out and give me his pants! Lol its soooo dirty but Im getting turned on by it right not heehee!

After a few, and once were both at the point of explosion, we're going to go back to the sauna. Again because there is nowhere else for us to have sex at the moment, my pals parents are back from holiday. When we last went, we saw there was a large, public room with a sex sling. Were gonna give it a go! He wants to be my bitch for the night, so the greek is going to strap himself in, i'll tie the towel round his eyes like a blindfold, and stuff my cock far up his ass, while he is imobilised and blinded in the sling. Most likley we'll have an audience, but its all part of the fun, no?

I really, really like him, Im pretty sure im falling for him. The sex with him is amazing, literally the best I have ever had...and I am so sure this is going to be something long term, my second long term relationship. So why the hell have I asked another guy for sex on manhunt?

lets see it then...

2007-07-25T03:42:00.001-07:00

for the love of cruising

2007-07-24T16:49:00.000-07:00

Well it wasnt all fun and games while I was going out with S you know. We had moved intogether quite quickly, after only 4 months or so. For the first while, it was great. We were both working, but not to much, and made alot of time for each other, things were good, as was sex, as we were still enjoying the novelty of living together. But for various reasons, a few months in, things went a bit downhill. We were both at college and he was working alot, and I had quit my old job, but couldnt work because I was waiting on another visa...its complicated. We were taking each other for granted and barley getting a day in the week when we would even see each other. He would finish work at eleven but not be home till after 12, but I would be in bed because I had to be up for college, and when were together all we would do was argue about not seeing eahc other.

Anyway, the bad patch lasted about two months, and once it was over we both realised what had happened and why, and the situation was completley rectified. I got my visa and a job, so he wasnt working long hours to support both of us, and from then till we split nearly a year later, things were great. I dont quite know why I am explaining all this, but I guess I am still trying to justify it to myself, and to S in the unlikley event he could ever potentially read it, and know it was him I am talking about. Yes, I feel guilty, I feel bad; Im not one to cheat. But at the time, it seemed the only thing to do, and at the time...I loved it.

So we lived right beside this park, which had toilets that were pretty cruisy. I was home by myself after college all night of course because S would be working, and every day just about I would go for a run in the park. For the first week or so, I would run past the cruisy toilets, looking at the guys coming in and out, thinking about what they were doing. It would get me quite excited, and soon I was deliberatly running past the toilets as much as I could, noticing everyone who went in, wondering if I would do them.

I remember one afternoon, I came home from college, S back too but getting ready for work. I gave him a big kiss, and squeezed his ass, then he told me to stop because he had to go to work, then I got in a mood because we hadnt had sex in three weeks and he got mad because...well blah blah blah we had a tiff.

So I went for a big long run in the park, and finally, after jogging past the toilets for the 7th time, to pop in. They were pretty crappy public toilets that were only used for sex now, you could tell. I stood alone at the urinal trough, undoing my shorts, I got my cock out, and waited. I had seen quite a few cars parked outside, with guys sitting inside them, and I could see at least one pair of feet in the cubicles, but I wasnt sure what was going to happen, or what I wanted to happen. All I knew was that I was excited, my heart was pounding and my dick was hanging low, thick and long.

Not much later, a middle aged guy in running gear came in. He stood at the other end of the urinal trough and pulled out his gorgous thick, brown dick. I deliberatly stared at it, wondering if he was a real toilet user...or not. He held it for a long while, then began to slowly stroke it. The thing was massive, he was a big guy so it made sense, but it was something you are dying to get your mouth around. I began to stroke mine, and I saw him stare at it. But before anything could happen, an old man in a suit waltzed in and stood between us. He got his flabby old thing out and started bashing away at it. I got disgusted and put my own dick away, much to those two guys disapointment. I was considering what to do, what I wanted to do. The middle aged guy gave me the look, then he walked into a stall. I stood fake washing my hands...pondering whether to cheat...what to do. Then the old man turned and went to the stall the other guy had just gone into, and as I made a quick escape, the middle aged horse cock dude got what I expect was an unnpleasant surprise.

I was still totally unsure about what to do. I ran some more and did some reps on the grass, pondering what to do. By the time I made my way back to the toilets, they were closed, and I went home and jacked off, thinking about the secret side of sex in the park.

Later that week, I found myself still without sex from S as I went for an evening run. This time I headed straight for the loos, having made up my mind to suck some annonymous cock. I walked around the outside of the place a few times, waiting to see who would go in. Eventually this hot cyclist dude pulled up and went in, and I followed. He was standing at the urinal, his lycra shorts pulled down, exposing his nice firm dick as I went up and unloaded beside him. He was peeing, but nonetheless took a good look at my seventeen year old knob as I spurted out a bit of piss, before shaking it excessivley. He stopped peeing to, and we both stood there beside each other, sweaty and strokign our cocks. His hand went quickly for mine, and for the first time in a long while I felt the manly hands of someone else jerking my cock. My fingers searched and played with his massize hairy bollocks, and had a bash at his heavy piece of meat, and even though I was shit scared, deiced to go for it.

He looked puzzled as I put my knob away, but then excited as I went into a stall, and the cyclist in lycra shorts and a tank top followed me in. Keeping his reflective sunglasses on, he sat down on the toilet seat and whipped my dick out again and took it all down his throat in a oner. His mouth was hot and soft, but his rough stuble was sore, and I didnt like putting my hands on his head because he was balding. Even so his deep throating was good. He thrusted his mouth up and down my bursting shaft fast and hard, taking as much young cock in him as he could. His fingers closed tight around my balls, making me moan louder than I wanted, but the sensations were more than worth it.

I liked it when he slammed his face all the way to the hilt of my cock, and his nose sniffed at my sweaty young pubes. All of a sudden I forgot about the flat not a few hundred yards away, and S and the bills and money and work and college, I was just enjoying the uncomplex hedonism of annoymous sex in public. His hand pushed past my balls, under my shorts to my sweaty arse crack, and as soon as his thick raw finger began to poke at my hole, I had to warn him I was gonna cum. He kept sucking and sucking at it, and had his hand beating at the base of my dick, his body was begging for my cum. Why? What was he, married or something, and this was his only outlet, sucking off teenagers and swallowing there wads when he went for a bikeride? Or was he just like me, in a relationship that he felt was going nowhere and so he was having his fun, or was he just a single, normal gay guy, who once in a while went and sucked off guys in the public toilets, and had the courage to break up with people he wasnt happy with. All this was moving through my mind, but soon it evaporarted as I was lifted to a better place. It went dark as I shot right into the back of his mouth, and again, and again. He continued to jerk at my dick and suck at the head, getting all the cum out of it, before standing up and spitting the whole load down the toilet.

We then swapped places and he flooped out his long dick. It was soft and curvy, very much like a mans penis. I chewed at his low hanging balls and teased his foreskin with my tougue as his cock got erect to a good 8 or so inches, and I sucked his manhood for all it was worth. His unshaven, untrimmed dick was my play thing as I licked the length of the shat, nibbled the tip and slurped at the head, before plunging the entire thing down my throat. I decided in my head he was a straight guy, not married, but confused. He stroked my hair as if it was long locks or something, and he was quite tender in letting me have his dick, and he didnt want my hand anywhere near his ass. I kept sucking untill I felt him pull out and jack off over my face. I rolled my head back, opened my mouth and stuck out my toungue as he placed his dick head on it and shot thick wads of straight mans cum into the back of my mouth. It warmed up my throat as he wanked out all of his juice, and I licked the last drop from his softened piss slit as he rolled the foreskin back, and I swallowed the lot of his wad.

He quickly left without a word, as did I, and went for my run. I thoght I would be racked with guilt, but I felt very satisified, and not at all squeamish about doing it again. Swallowing a randoms cum just made me smile for the rest of my jog as I remembered when I was 15 and 16, and was a horny cum dump for every guy out there.

sit on it...

2007-07-24T16:43:00.001-07:00

goodnight fuck

2007-07-21T17:07:00.001-07:00

S came home from work one night around half 11. (S was my fiance of 1.5 years, we were both committed, tested and neg, see other Mr S posts.). I was in bed, kinda sleeping, and I heard him come in, make some food then watch TV in the other room for a while. I drifted off back to sleep, but then woke up again as he came in to go to bed. Our bedroom was pitch black, and even though I was turned the other way, my eyes hurt slightly as he turned the bathroom light on. As he came out I turned to maon a sleepy hi. He was just wearing his tight boxer briefs, he always looked stunning in them. Not a perfect six pack body, but manly, stodgy, sexy, with a large, firm, cut package and a tight round ass.

He turned off the bathroom light plungint us back into darkness as I heard him slip his boxers off and slide under the covers next to me. It got instatly warmer as his naked body pushed into mine. He kissed my neck in the dark, and I turned my head to kiss his mouth. He kept going and lifted his head to get his toungue deeper in my mouth, while his hand slid down my back and under my pyjama pants, squeezing my ass.

We kept kssing, me passive and lying there while he tounged my neck and nipples while his finger pushed against my raw, rough ass hole. He got a little inside and workd his way in, it felt amazing to have a dry finger fight to get inside you. He got as far as he could go before he licked his finger all the way, then placed it on my hole and in a small cirrcular motion, drilled inside my ass.

After a few minutes of getting fingered, we stopped kissing and went back to the spooning position, but he pulled down my pyjama pants, leaving my bare ass exposed in the dark. His thick, cut cok rubbed against it as he gyrated his body against me and his dick slid againts my hole. I felt it become rock hard soon enough, but all i did was moan slightly, but remained his passive slave, my tight boy hole ready for his every need.

I hear him spit onto his hand, and felt him rub it onto the head of his dick, which he the placed on my raw ass hole. holding my chest and kissing my neck, he pushed his hips inward towards my body, and the head of his raw dick slid inside my naked hole. I gasped, it hurt, he stopped.
He left his head in me for a minute or so, i got used to the feeling of something so quickly invading me without nay preperation, and when I was ready, i pushed my body back, my ass sliding down his dick untill I felt S's pubes scratch against my bum cheeks.

That was all the work I was prepared to do, I had been sleeping. My eyes were closed and I was loving the feeling opf having my boyfriends raw dick fully hard in my hole, and he began to very slowly pull out slightly then thrust back in. He fucked me very gently, and I made the quitest of breaths every time his cock head hit the wall of my insides. It was like we were fucking under his parents bed, we were so quiet and slow, but I guess it just added to the excitment or the fantasy, but it was really hot.

He began to run his fingers lightly up and down my body, making me shiver and tingle, and my warm hard dick stood straight out while S continued to fuck me bareback. The wet tip of his finger flicked my piss slit, then ran itslef around my own dick head and down the meaty shaft, before his fingers wrapped around it and he squeezed it. He jacked it for a little while, but I wasnt intrested in cumming, and he stopped soon enough, as he was now begining to fuck me a little faster.

One hand was holding my hip, and the other playing with my hair as our wordless fuck got faster. His breathing got heavier on the back of my neck, and he sucked and bit at it as skin on skin his dick penetrated me. He wasnt thrusting to fast, he had gone from slow to ordinary speed, but I whispered slow, and he went back down to gently pushing his cock in me, and gently going back out. S spat on his hands a few times more and rubbed it in my gaping hole, then pushed his cock back inside of me.

S fucked me bareback quietly and slow for another 15 minutes or so, untill he turned my head around and kissed me hard, as I felt a few last thrusts and spurts of his hot cum flew out of his dick and fill my tight hole up. It was all over, and we were both very satisfied. Neither of us moved though. We stayed in that position, his soft cock slipping out of my wet and cum filled hole and my pj bottoms around my knees, as he spoke the only work, whispering goodnight as we went to sleep.

clubbin and sunday night

2007-07-19T19:54:00.001-07:00

pure just got home by the way, like 5 in the morning and been out with the greek again and his pals, was fucken amazin but ill get to that in a bit.

Ma best mate miss A's folks are away for two weeks, so sundy night we went round for a bbq and me and the greek stayed over. The two of us and Miss A sat downstairs and got stoned till about 1, when I was gettin really horny coz the greek had put his pj's on and i could see his hardend rod underneath, I wanted it up my ass so bad. We went off to bed, and he got in and I went to bathroom to swap my underwear for jockstraps. We got on the bed and were makin out pretty hefty.

We got topless and I was running my toungue up and down his tight chest while he slid his hand onto my ass, squeezing it. I got his pj bottoms off and got his cock straight down my throat, lapping the big thing up and sucking his pole form pube to piss slit. I love getting a nosefull of his sweaty balls and cherry ripe ass hole. Then he took my trousers off, and loved me in the jockstraps! It got him going so bad you could tell, and all he did was growl and throw my legs back over my head, and he plunged his toungue straight into my cunt. He lapped at it, licking the entire crack and soaring down on my shaft while plunging a finger into my tight little hole.

I wanted control, so I told the bitch to get on his fucking knees, and I rammed my face into his juicy, smooth as anything ass. His 18 year old hole is perfect, just a slight depression and darkeneing of skin colour leading to a tough litle opening that I slurped and slurped at. As I worked at his cunt it got easier and easier to slide my finger in. The inside of this boys ass is incredible. Its like opening up virgin territory when you delve your finger into the greek boys' arse, and I would bring it back out and make him look at me while i put it all the way in my mouth; the tase of his sweaty ass is incredible.

I was desperate to fuck this boy so while rimming him and fingering him, I would put two fingers just inside and gently pull his ass apart, giving my toungue room to dive all the way in. I kept this up till I got four fingers jammed up his ass. I told him tp put my jockstraps on, and I spanked his bare cheek while I slipped a condom on and squeezed a dollop of lube onto the tip of my cock and onto his cunt. sliding it in slowly, he got used to it quickly and I began to slam it right in and pull all the way out, getting harder and harder the more this greek bitch squealed. He fucken loved it, the dirty slut, as I grabbed onto his hips and he slammed his body back and forward onto my cock. His tattoo on his back made it even fucking hotter, and he squealed more and more as I fucked the boy faster and morre violently. I bent right over him, grabbign a handfull of his long hair, and pulled his sweaty face right back. His mouth was open and his eyes were wide as he gasped as I shoved my cock inside of him.

After a while I started getting close. His ass was nice to fuck, because of all the foreplay it was quite loose so I could slam my dick in easy without much resistance. But I whipped it out of him, turned him round, pulled off the condom and fed my cock into his open gob. Grabbing the sides of his ehad, I continued my hard fucks in his other hole, till soon I shot my thick wad of cum in his mouth, and as usual the greedy slut gulped the whole thing down.

Soon it was my turn, and after he lubed up my own cunt I sat on his full cock, and it fit instantly into my ass hole. I slamed my body up and down on him, riding the boys dick like a mecanical bull, my legs crouced in and my back arched back. Soon though he flipped me over and I was on my knees on the bed with my fucker standing over me, pumiling his cock into my own tight hole. I grabbed a pillow to put between my head and the wall becaue I kept slamming into it as he body thrust me with his dick.

I didnt even get a choice when he was done, he just pulled it out, climbed over me and I stuck out my tounge and opened my mouth, letting him wank al of his spunk into my gob, and I took the lot inside me. That night we fell asleep holding each other, and when I woke up I knew for sure.

Tonight we went out, was fucking amazing. Started off at the new drag bar, not bad, then headed off to our fav club. Pumpin tunes! us two were dancin the whole night just about while his pal went off with some muscled junked up assylum seeker. When we dance we get right into it, and soon his shirt was unbuttoned and my fingers were pulling at his nipples while we kissed. Right in the middle of the dancefloor, I slid my hand down his jeans and took a hold of his hardened dick, turning it round so it pointed up, adn was just poking out of his belt. With two fingers, while we were dancing, I massaged his head and jacked his foreskin up and down. I backed him into a corner so no one could see waht I was doing, they just thought we were kissing heavy, but I kept going at his dick till soon he squeezed me and came in my hand. Fucking brilliant! I licked it all off and we wnet back to getting drunk and dancing like mad. Was so good too coz I saw this guy from school that I totally hated. Never knew he was gay but theyre you go, and he kept trying to talk to me and im like hey yeah whatever... the look in his eye was pure jealousy, fucking brilliant night!

Oh yeah and on monday went round to him mums house for dinner...love her and his family, but. y'know, there greek, so I had to eat like octupus... they didnt hear me throw up in the toilet though I think, so its all good!

greek sauna sex

2007-07-09T16:57:00.000-07:00

Yesterday afternoon me and the greek went on another date. We went to one of the gay bars and spent about 3 hours drinking and talking. Things have been going fantastically. And at theat date we established exlusivitiy and the desire to make it work long term! Score! Coz hes amazin and gorgous lol!

So we got talking to previous partners and the maddest things weve done with them. He told me about the time he was fucked by two guys at once, but I think I trumped him when i told him about my tensome (see post The tensome). But we were both getting pretty hot. The last time we were at that bar, we ended up blowing each other in the toilets, which was amazing, but I wanted more.

He's 18, just left school and obv still living with his family. Im home from uni for the summer, so Im livin with my family atm too. We wont get to proper spend a night alone with each other till I go back to uni and he comes to visit at the weekend, althouh Miss A has an empty for two weekes starting next week, so on saturday night we can have a night together.

Anyway I think we both wanted proper sex, and to spend some time alone toegther, so I asked if he knew about the sauna. He didnt, but sounded very intruiged, so i made a suggestion the two of us go along for a while and get...busy!

SO we had another drink and went along. We got in, and I watched him get naked in the changing area. It was the first time I had seen him fully naked, and my he is something. Tall, about 6"2, broad shoulders, thin, defined and smooth chest with perky nipples, trimmed pubes and a thick piece of cock hanging between his muscled legs. And even better from the back. A smooth, hairless bubble butt and the hottest tatto along the small of his back...yum!

We sat in the jacuzzi for a while, right close to each other, feelin each others dicks and getting ourselves hard. There was older folk in too watching us very intenetly. Normally I would have cared, but coz I was with the greek, and he didnt care, neither did I. We just kept going, feeling each others bodies under the water. I had my finger sliding around his hole for a while, squeezing his ass, and he was practically sitting in my knee, stroking my dick.

The best thing is, we are both totally versatile. But hes never topped before, becos he has always been with a top, and I havnt topped alot, but I like it, so sexwise, we are totally compatible! We moved onto the sauna for a while, and just sat there, sweating, but I coulnt wait to get him into the room, so pretty quickly I got up, took him by the hand, and we went into a room with a mini tv and some porn on.

In dom mode, I pushed him against the wall, and we kissed heavy, passionatly, lots of toungue, lots of biting his top lip, moving the kiss effortlessley out of the mouth and down the neck, along past the ear, down the chest, along to the nipple, then lifting his arm, up and along the armpit, then back to kiss his mouth hard, all the while feeling that thick and growing dick under his towel, his hand lifitng my towle right up and him grabbing a handful of my willing ass.

Pretty soon I pulled him off the wall and pushed him down onto the raised mat, and he undid his towel, exposing his pornstar like dick and body, getting naked myself, I jumped on him, making out passionatly, rubbing our dicks toegther, just feeling this hot boy all over me.

While I was on top of him, I got his legs and pushed them all the way behind his head, so his cute, smooth as anything bubble butt boy ass was staring me in the face, and his hairless fuckhole beckoned my toungue. He moaned and had his eyes in the back of his head as I licked at his crack. I grabbed his thighs and moved his crack along my tounue, like licking an envelope, all the way up to his hard dick, sucked and flicked the tip of that, then worked back down, taking his balls in my mouth as I went. I spat in his bum, devled my finger deep down inside, and felt the inside of my boyfriend.

We sucked and played with each others bodies, and he worked his mouth on my dick. The greek is definetly the best bj I have ever had, his deep throating, smooth mouth and toungue make it irresistable. After a while of me lying there and him taking my cock, I was getting close but wanted to fuck his face, so I got him to kneel while I stood, I grabbed the back of his head, he tookt he base of my thick dick with his had, and I slammed it back and forward into his head, I fucked his mouth, his throat. His spit was my lube, and I was riding his face bareback. Soon I doubled up over him, wanting to but not wanting to pull my dick out as I shot massive loads my my cum into his young mouth, and obiediantly he swallowed all of the wad I coudl give him. I kissed him, tasting a little bit of it, but he had taked it all.

He lay slumped against the wall as I worked at his cock, sucking the hard shaft till my mouth got so sore, then resting it for a few mins by licking his body and his balls, before going back and sucking on his shaft. As he got closer i stabbed my dry finger at his hole, tearing inside a little then pulling back out, then trying to work it back in, all the while my head bobbed up and down on his dick and squeezed his balls. He shot inside my mouth and I kept it clamped round his head, sucking all the cum out of it, then kissing him with his own cum, which he enjoyed!

We made out afterwards, lying ontop of each other, beside each other, kissing and hugging. Then after a while we were getting hard again so we 69'd, he got my legs behind my head and rimmed me, fingering my ass hole. I lay down and he sat on my face, I worked at his ass and at his balls while he jacked his cock, cumming over my dick. I got up and stradled him, pointing my dick at his face while wanking using his cum as lube, before shooting my wad right on his face, then licking it up and kissing him with it again.

3 hours later we left the room. As we stood in the shower, laughing and joking, I looked at him. His wet body, his floppy hair smoothed right back with the water, the fact that he didnt pay any attention to any other guy in the whole place except me, and I realised I could fall in love with him.

confessions of a bi boy...continued

2007-07-05T16:49:00.000-07:00

We had a pretty full day on the saturday, and a mini-party in the evening. It was about 1 by the time we got back into our cabin. I went into my sleeping bag and he went of to the outside toilets. I didnt know what was going to happen, or if anything even was going to, we hadnt mentioned it the whole day. So I was all ready just to go to sleep, and he gets back and climbs over me to get into his sleeping bag, of course their still right beside each other.

'Are you going to sleep?' He asks.
'Well what else is there to do?' I say, and with that he brings himself beside me, so were spooning almost. He grinds his crotch into my ass for a bit, and then reaches his arm around and places it on my chest. I dont know what to do. Its not really approriate for our type of work, but we operate in different parts of the country and after the weekend is over, we most likley would not see each other again, so I think why not.

I take his hand and put it under my tshirt, letting him run his fingers ove rmy chest, and he squeezes my nipple and pulls himself as close as possible to me, so I feel his cock pressing through the sleeping bags against my ass. His hand starts to slip down from my chest to my stomach, then it touches the rim of my boxers, and his fingers slide gently under the material, playing with the fringes of my pubes. I turn my head around to look at him in the dark, his boyish face millimetres from mine, and I whisper 'go for it.'

Immediatly his hand grasps my already hard shaft, and he explores it, running his fingers up and down its length, squeezing it, flicking the head and rubbing the piss slit and playing with my balls. I moan in appreciation as he starts to jack me off and thrust his hard cock against my ass. I just keep lying there, not moving with my eyes closed, letting this bi boy wank me off harder and harder. He's quite amatuerish at it, but I dont hate it!

I had mentioned the previous night how the smell of a sweaty crotch and old cum turned me on, and he started whispering into my ear if I wanted it, if I wanted the stench of his dick. I was in a very passive mood, so I simply turned myself in my sleeping bag onto my back, and said 'do what you want with me'. He in turn wriggled out of his boxers, and pulled a pair of black boxer-briefs out of his bag. It was way hot to think he was stark naked under there, seeing how he was topless as well. He looked young in a hot, innocent way, like a typical teenager, but with the look of lust in his eyes you only get from a well experienced man who knows when he has won the chase.

His used boxer shorts flapped onto my face, and I bunched them up, bringing it right to my nostrils, and I got the scent of salty, musky teenage sweat and the smell of spit on raw dick. I groaned as he sent a hand flying back onto my cock, and his other wiped his dirty boxer shorts all over my head, down onto my chest and the wrapped them around my dick and wanked me with them.

'Can I have your cumstain on my boxers?' he wanted to know, of course he could! I unzipped my bag and took of my t shirt, so I was lying there completley naked while he jacked me off with his pants. I put my hand onto his smooth, thin chest, squeezed and played with the contours and ripples still waiting to be properly defined by hours in the gym, and followed his totally bare body right down to a tiny trail of hair from the belly button to his cock that had been inside boys and girls. It wasnt bad, rock hard with a big wet foreskin and head and smooth, silky shaft that I jacked off. He soon unzipped his own bag, and we lay there beside each other, wank buddies, jerking each others cocks.

I began to kiss his body for a while, and he lay back and took it, while I worked down to taking that cock in my mouth. The smell of his boxer shorts had given me a taste for his cum, and I wanted it. I began to work it with my mouth, getting it all wet so it was sloppy while i jammed my head down to the rough pubes and back again. My toungue lapped at the head while it sloshed around in my mouth, while I sucked at it hard and fingered his unusually large, heft balls.

Pretty soon he moaned that he was cumming, and tried to pull his dick out of my hungry gob, but I was having none of it. I smacked his had away and continued to work his dick up and down till his wad of cum repeatedly shot into my mouth and filled it up with his young, milky semen. I swallowed the lot and licked all the drops from his throbbing dick, then he told me to cum on his shorts again.

I stradled and sat on his chest, my bare ass against his flesh, and placed the black boxers over his mouth and neck, bringing my dick right up to his face and jerking it furiousley while he pulled and grabbed at my ass cheeks. I pushed my cock into his mouth but with the boxers around the head, so he got a taste of his own sweat and cum, but also the feeling of a big throbbing cock head in his own bog while I wanked it hard and my balls slapped against his throat. Pretty soon I moaned and pushed my pant-wrapped dick further into his mouth as I repeteadly shot my load onto his black boxers. He clamped his mouth round it and squeezed my balls untill my thick white creamy wad was covering his underwear, and he took it out his mouth, wrapped it up and put it back in his bag.

We then simply agreed it was good, went back to our bags and went to sleep, and since that weekend I havnt spoken to him since, but I like to think that dirty teenage bisexual boy goes and smells those cummy boxers I left him whenever he goes and fucks his girls.

will be back soon!

2007-07-03T13:05:00.000-07:00

Dear faithful and filthy readers...

I have not been able to post recently as my laptop and I have not been getting on...It has now, fortunatley, passed on, via the window onto the street below. Dont worry, it was very old, and had served me well for a number of years.

Thursday my wallet will feel considerably lighter as I will buy a brand new one, and after playing about with my new toy, (Im a geek at heart) I shall update you all on what Ive been getting up to, which is a hell of a lot! I know I have to finish the story of the bi boy, let you know about the second time I was paid for sex, and talk all about what Ive been getting up to with the greek!

Anyway, please be patient, couple of days and I will have my own laptop again, and can get back to my regular sexposts.

Thanks to all of you for reading and commenting, keep it up and cant wait to be back!

Your filthy little teenage boy slut...

Nick x

love it even more...

2007-06-25T02:53:00.001-07:00

love it...

2007-06-25T02:52:00.001-07:00