Tuesday, 29 April 2014

Day flat delight

Long-term readers (and regional residents), will be aware of the ‘day flat’ phenomenon.  It is nigh on impossible in this part of the world for residents to rent a hotel room without a good reason and ‘papers’, so these are other places you can take for short periods of time where a blind-eye is turned.  Much favoured for sex (obviously), but also to join friends to drink, watch football or play cards, just to get away from prying eyes, Mama and the family home.

So I’ve been talking to this guy for a while.  He’s handsome in a very local way, good height but stocky, and from the pics I’ve seen, the possessor of a normal sized but rather thick cock.  The coffee date is done a while back, and we clicked, but we’ve never quite hooked up.  From time to time he sends me sex selfies, where his image is clear but the partner is not – these are actually quite hot, incorporating a number of rather gymnastic positions and activities.  Suddenly he messages and tells me he has a place – can I meet tomorrow night?  For sure I can.

Day flats can be pretty scuzzy, but this one is ok, and I am greeted with a lengthy and passionate kiss, our hands roaming over one another.  We chat, but we’re a little awkward.  To break this, I decide to get on with it and strip, whereupon the guy does the same.  He grabs me and shuffles me to the bedroom, holding me from behind as his cock nudges between my legs, pushing against my balls.  He’s clearly in charge, dragging me onto the bed and thrusting his meat into my mouth as he swings me around into a 69, swallowing my dick in one hit and actively working his tongue on my shaft.  As mentioned, his cock is normal sized but thick.  Very thick.  The length means I can take the whole thing, but the width is making my jaw ache.  Trouper I am, I persevere - sucking and slurping on the head and lapping at his shaft before moving onto his balls and back to deepthroat him and start the cycle again as he eagerly reciprocates.  Suddenly, the ‘in charge’ takes a different form, when the guy breaks free and positions himself on the edge of the bed, ass in the air.  “Fuck me” he says, “Fuck me now and fuck me hard”.  Donning a condom, I’m happy to oblige, parting his ass cheeks and running my tongue from his balls to his taint, and on to his hole.  I work my tongue into him, teasing as I push and withdraw, which has him shuddering and gasping 'till I stand and line my cock up, slowly but steadily sinking it into his hot tight wetness.  He’s grunting a bit, so changes position to kneel on a nearby armchair, facing away from me with his arms across the back and his legs astride.  I grab his hips and pull him towards me, effectively impaling him on my dick.  He shudders and groans, so, grabbing his shoulders I push him forward and backwards, keeping my own position steady, as his ass cheeks ripple both from the movement and the occasional slapping I give him.  The motion also makes his balls start to swing, and they’re knocking into my own as he rocks, which only serves to intensify the feelings shooting through my groin.  I give it to him for a few minutes then decide I’ve had enough and fall backwards onto the bed.  I tell the guy to lick my balls while I jerk off, and he’s happy to drop his head between my legs and oblige.  Shortly and I blow a good sized load, messing up the fur on my stomach nicely.

We clean up and break for a cigarette, then he leans over and begins stroking my ass.  “Smooth, tight and white.  I wanna fuck that” he announces, sitting back in the armchair and forcing his swelling cock into my mouth.  I suck him until he’s rock hard, then he pushes me back onto the bed and turns me over, ass skyward.  Donning a condom, he begins to enter me, repeating my own earlier manoeuvre as he draws me back onto him, then pushes my face onto the mattress as he climbs up and stands on the bed to fuck me from above, drawing gasps from me as his thickness repeatedly stretches my hole to breaking point.  I can only take so much of this, so he flips me onto my back and holds my legs to his shoulders as comes at me from that angle. This is good, and he’s happy, murmuring porno lines (!?!?) and pounding me until I am gasping and grunting with pleasure.  He then leans back against the bedhead, and draws me onto his lap, our legs intertwined as I face his feet.  From behind he positions his cock under me and thrusts upward, entering me in one go.  Far from painful, this actually feels great, and I remember The Professional taking me this way years back.  I am lifting myself and falling down onto his shaft, reveling in the feeling of him being inside me, when he suddenly holds me still and eases himself out of me.  Pushing me to the side he straddles me, and as I pinch and squeeze his nipples, he unleashes a torrent of cum over my chest.  Showers, cigarettes and chat follow.  But the man who sucked my dick and wanted to be fucked hard just moments ago decides to tell me my underwear is “gay” and he doesn't like it.  Standard grey micro trunks.  WTF?  Why on earth can’t people just shut up sometimes?

Sunday, 20 April 2014

The Style Guy…



Get chatting with a guy online, and despite the fact he’s a fair bit younger than my usual preference (and it seems I’m a bit older than his), we click.  Pics are exchanged, and we decide to meet.  I enter the coffee shop, and he’s much better looking than his photo, and beautifully dressed (I haven’t dubbed him The Style Guy for nothing).  We take our drinks and move to his place, where we begin to kiss and explore one anothers bodies.  He’s nicely built, and endowed with an impressive member and rather large balls to match.  We’re quickly undressed and kissing on the bed, and he indulges my particular like to retain our jocks, our cocks straining against them as we push and grind against one another.  He slides mine off, and commences to blow me in a pretty spectacular fashion, swallowing my cock whole and lapping at my balls as our hands roam across each other and I run my fingers through his beautiful thick head of hair.

He swings around, and gently drops my head over the edge of the bed, and squatting above me he begins to drive his massive cock down into my mouth, forcing it right into my throat as I work to pleasure him.  He shifts slightly and I begin to gag, so I slap his arse from below and he lifts up, but only long enough for me to grab a breath before he drives it in time and again.  I can’t do this for very long, so the guy moves forward and begins to suck me as I eagerly rim him, dragging his body down onto my face to better inhale his musk as I alternate between licking his hole and his balls.  As I do this, he stops blowing me and begins to work one finger then another into me, loosening me up for what I suspect will be a pretty solid fucking.

He leaps off the bed and drags me to the side, then dons a condom.  Raising my legs to his shoulders, he slowly works himself into me, and once fully in he stops.  Looking me in the eye, he says “This is going to be rough”, and begins to saw into me, pounding me to the point of pain, but not quite.

Turns out the guy is a pretty masterful fucker, and occasionally changes both his angle and his tempo in order to provide both of us with maximum pleasure.  He flips me to my stomach, then holding my hips and twisting my shoulders, we are in a position where we can kiss as he fucks me, which is awesome.  Given his size, and the pace he's going at me, after a time I need to clean up so I move to the bathroom.  After a few minutes, he asks if all is ok, and, getting a reply in the affirmative he pushes through the door wearing a fresh condom and shoves me against the wall to fuck me some more.

Drawing my hips back into him, he gives it to me good, thrusting himself into me and slowly withdrawing, but I can only take it for so long before I need to blow.  He holds my hips tight as he starts to pounds into me, freeing my hands to jerk myself off.  As my orgasm grows to an intensity I’ve rarely experienced, and my legs literally start to give way, I find I am being further impaled onto his cock as I shoot my load.  Wow.  He turns me and begins a double fisted wank of himself (I told you it was an impressive member), and we kiss and bite one another as he shoots his load over my stomach.

Incredibly, over an hour has passed and I need to make tracks.  We shower and dress, and share a cigarette before I leave.  He sends a message afterwards, and hopefully we’ll hook up again soon.

Sunday, 6 April 2014

There’s something about Weston…



After weeks (weeks I tell you!!!), of time wasters, failed hook-ups and generally being messed around, the drought breaks when The Engineer calls to inform his family are traveling.  Having said it's been 'weeks', the number of past hook-ups that have ''just called to say hi'' (including one from over a year back!), tells me that I'm not alone in my frustration.  I can’t meet at the Engineers preferred time, so he changes the family flights (...!?!) and brings our rendezvous forward 24 hours.

After the usual rinse and brush routine (he loathes smoking), I get there but we have a problem.  The brother and HIS family are floating about, so discretion is required.  Finally the coast is clear and he sneaks me past the maid and up into his room.  We stand, just looking at one another, until he sweeps me into his arms and we begin to kiss.  This continues for a time, until he begins to undress me as he himself slips off his dish-dash, standing only in his drawers.  We continue to kiss, grinding ourselves against one another, and he gently lowers me onto the bed.  He is now biting and sucking my nipples, and gently stroking my member as he does so.  Given his height, I can’t reach his cock, so content myself with nibbling on his neck and ears, then begin to work my tongue down the length of his body, teasing each inch, and finishing by lapping at his balls before I take his member into my mouth.  I work my way back up, paying attention to his nipples, armpits and neck, and he slowly rolls me onto all fours, and then stands behind me, drawing my hips into the air.

He begins to enter me, slowly at first, but quickly increases the tempo, repeatedly slamming himself into me as he grips my shoulders firmly.  This hurts, and I’m yelping like a twink in a porno, then he stops and we fall forward together onto the bed, continuing our kissing and stroking.  The opportunity arises to flip him onto his stomach, and drawing his ass into the air, I begin to fuck him in return.  Like I said, it’s been a while, and I don’t want to shoot too soon, so I take my time, luxuriating in the feeling of my length sliding in and out of his tight hole as I give it to him, and he reaches below and massages our ball sacks together and individually.  This is too much, and after a few minutes I flip him to his back, and as I grind my balls against his cock, I shoot my load onto his stomach.

Reaching for lotion, he begins to jerk off as I bite his nipples and draw lazy figure eights on his chest and stomach with my fingernails – it doesn’t take too long and he raises himself to his knees and begins to shoot the usual rope after rope of cum all over me and the pillow.  We collapse together, kissing and cuddling until it is time to shower.  Suddenly, all hell erupts outside, signaling the return of the brother and his kids, so I have to make a discreet escape via the servants staircase.

Later that evening I scratch my ear and I discover, Mary style, it is covered in dried cum.