Sunday, 18 July 2010

Getting Good

He gave me the code to open the lobby door and told me to "come straight in, get undressed and come to his bedroom" and he would be waiting for me in bed.  I'd heard stories of this happening but had never done anything like it myself.

I knew where I was going, I'd been at his house just a few days earlier.  We'd chatted and we'd both said how much we had enjoyed ourselves and planned to do it again that night.

I entered the lobby and made my way up to his flat.  Should I ring the doorbell or just go in.  I tried the handle and the door was open and went inside.  The whole flat was dark but the television was on.  I looked around and could see nobody.  I looked down the corridor to where I remember his bedroom was and there was complete darkness.   I put down my bag and began to undress.  I was down to my underwear - I went for it.  Removed my shorts and walked naked down the corridor towards his bedroom.

The room was dark but  the open window above the bed was letting in some light from the lamposts, despite being several floors up.  The curtain at the window was blowing from the night breeze coming in through the window. 

I could see his outline as he lay on the bed naked and already playing with his cock.  I approached the bed and lay on top of him and he lifted his head and we began to kiss.  I don't know what it was about this guy - but I felt comfortable with him.  We were both very receptive to each other and I enjoyed the touch of his body.  We hugged as we kissed our bare chests rubbing against each other.  It felt good.

I worked my way down his body licking his nipples and sliding myself down before taking his cock in my mouth and sliding it deep inside my mouth sucking on it.  He responded by lifting his lower back and gently fucking my mouth.  I worked my tongue down his balls and he began to lift his legs and I began to eat his hole - he responded by opening his cheeks so I could get my tongue right inside.  His body smelled of soap.  I was really enjoying myself.

I worked my way back up his body using my tongue and he lifted his legs - without any difficulty my dick slipped inside him and I kept it inside him.  I leaned over him and we kissed some more - hard, passionate kissing.  He whispered "fuck me hard" as I began sliding my cock in and out of him, hard!  His body shaking each time I banged my cock deep inside him.  I didn't want to cum yet and pulled out of him, and laying down on the bed next to him.  We kissed some more.  He rolled himself on top of me before going down on my cock with his warm, wet mouth.  He enjoyed sucking my cock - it was so rock hard and throbbing and felt so good in his mouth.  He climbed on top of me - sitting on my cock - and I could feel it sliding inside of him.

He began to rock back and forwards on my cock - the sensation was amazing.  I wasn't sure how long I could hold it for.  While he rocked back and forwards on my cock he began to wank his own cock.  Both of us were on the edge now and very close to cumming.

As he rocked back and forward on my cock he announced "I'm cumming" and I could feel him shoot his load over my chest - his hot, thick spunk landing near me.  I began to rub his cock, his cum on my hands - I licked my hands and could feel his cum in my mouth.  With my cock still inside him I pulled his head towards mine and kissed him - transferring his cum from my mouth to his.  He pulled himself off my cock and I began to wank - his face right next to my cock.  Within a few seconds, I was shooting over him and me.  The release was intense and it felt so good.  We lay next to each other - both of us unable to move.

We laid on the bed together - naked - touching each other, chatting about all kinds of stuff but it was getting late so I told him I had to get dressed and get going.  I felt like I could have sat with him for ages.

I hope we can do it again soon.

Tuesday, 13 July 2010

Strike 2

I was having a quiet, late and horny evening in the office the other night.  Most people had gone home early for the World Cup final - but it didn't really interest me.  I'm sure when people say they're not interested in the world cup somewhere a little fairy dies.

I was bored and a little horny and decided to have a look at what was happening in the chat room.  I began chatting to a guy who seemed nice enough.  He was local and divorced and said he was 48 years old.  Unfortunately, technical problems at my end meant that I kept losing my internet connection and I got cut off from the chat during our conversation.  I considered it a lost cause when a message popped up on my computer that the connection had been restored so I re-entered the chat room.

I found the guy again and we continued talking.  By now, it was quite late so I expedited the process and asked him if he was interested.  He said he was and sent me his address.  It was only a five minute drive away and I decided to give it a try.

I found his house easily and rang on the doorbell and he let me in.  The initial nervousness was there (as always).  He was shorter than me, bald and wearing glasses.  He was no male model - but I'd seen worse.  He immediately came close to me and began rubbing my cock through my jeans.  He was wearing just a T-shirt and shorts and I reciprocated.  He looked up at me and asked if I'd be more comfortable in the bedroom.  Sure, why not?

He led me along a long corridor to his bedroom.  We stood face to face and put our arms around each other, feeling each other, rubbing and kissing.  Before long we were both naked and he lay down on the bed.  I lay down next to him before positioning myself between his legs and taking his cock between my lips.  It wasn't a big cock but it was attractive and he was very noisy - always a sign that he's enjoying my good work.

He then told me to lay on my back and he went down on me and he did a fantastic job.  While he was on top of me I began to fuck his mouth and he took my hard cock deep inside his mouth.  This continued for a good few minutes.  I really wanted to fuck him, but we didn't have any condoms, so I had him on all 4s and finger-fucked him while rubbing his cock with my other hand.  I then put him on his back and rubbed my cock on his hole while leaning forward and we kissed some more.  He put his legs on my shoulders and the rubbing sensation on his hole and my cock brought us very close to climax.

I pulled back a little and watched him as he began to wank his cock, I knew he was close and within a few seconds he told me he was about to cum.  At the same time I began to wank too.  Almost simultaneously we both came - both of us shooting over his stomach long sticky ropes of cum.  I fell on top of him and we kissed some more.  Both of us breathlessly saying "wow, that was great".

While he went off to get showered I started to get dressed.  He slipped his shorts and shirt back on as I told him it was great and would love to do it again.  We exchanged numbers and said we'd be in touch.

I'm looking forward to it.

Thursday, 8 July 2010

Nothing New

It's been a week since my last post and I didn't want people to think that I was abandoning my blog or anything of the sort.  I'm still really pleased to see that slowly, but surely, the number of followers and hits to my blog is rising.  It's still give me a buzz to know that people are visiting and reading what I'm writing.

On a plus note, this week I received my first "fan mail" from one of my blog readers.  I am pleased to attach here his photograph (I was given permission to post it) showing his excitement and gratitude for my blog.  I would be so happy to receive from others - any emails, pictures or other things that you'd like to send me.  I promise to reply to each and every one.

I haven't really seen the sexy storeroom guy lately, I think he's around but I guess I haven't had much luck synchronising our times and meeting him and if I have seen him, he's not been alone - but I have no intentions of giving up on that one - not at least until I get a slap hahaha!

The quick and anonymous shag I had last week has left me feeling quite satisfied and although I've spent a minimal amount of time searching for another, nothing has happened.  I kinda know that the chances of me topping that one will be pretty slim - from past experience - so I've not had much luck in that department although I'm still pretty horny all the time and have been using the memories from last week for quite a lot of masturbation.  I'm not sure what's wrong with me at the moment but I'm on about twice a day.  But as a good friend told me once, at least wanking is having sex with someone who loves you!

I decided that I liked the "haircut" I gave myself a few weeks ago and decided this morning to renew the style.  I'd love to know who else shaves completely, trims or leaves it natural.  Again, please feel free to send me your pictures and if you'd like I will post them here for the world (almost) to see.

Hope everyone has a great weekend.  Thanks for reading and looking forward to reading and receiving your comments.

My email is idontunderstanditeither@hotmail.com

Wednesday, 30 June 2010

Easy

It was another late night in the office and I was lurking in a chat site.  I began chatting with another married guy, everything was going very well, we exchanged messenger contact details and carried on chatting.  Suddenly, another message pops up on the screen.  A 40 year old guy near to my office.  We began with the usual "Hi" and "Hi".  The conversation progressed very quickly.  He divorced, with his on place and was looking to suck a guy off.  Without any hesitation he sent me his address and simply wrote "cover over if you want."

I was horny and ready to go home.  I checked out where he lived and it was literally a 10 minute drive from where I was and it was more or less on my way home.  I had told him I was just looking for a "quickie" and he seemed perfectly happy with that.

I was suddenly wracked with nerves.  Why had he given me his address so easily?  Normally on the chat to get someone to send you a number takes forever, if at all.  Without any exchange of telephone numbers or pictures or anything else he had freely given me his address.  What if it was a wind-up?  Maybe he wanted me to turn up at someone's address at 2330 at night to piss them off?  I was torn whether to ignore it or turn up.

I drove to the address and found the building and pressed the intercom.  I said his name and he asked if I was downstairs.  I said yes and he buzzed me in and told me to come to the 3rd floor.  As the lift doors opened he was standing by the open door to his flat.  He was wearing a pair of shorts and flip-flops, no shirt.  He was pretty much as he had described himself - tall, thin and almost completely smooth.  He lead me inside and he was just watching the end of a football match on his huge flat screen TV, other than a computer, the flat was very sparsely furnished.  He offered me a drink and I followed him into the kitchen as he poured me a cup of cold water.  We chatted for a couple of minutes and he told me he was recently divorced and was more interested in women, but every now and again he likes a change and meets men.

Once we finished our drinks he turned off the TV and took me to the bedroom saying "we'll be more comfortable here!".  I stood in front of him and we began touching each other.  He immediately pulled down his shorts.  He was wearing small, beige briefs which I slid down his thin legs.  He was now standing in front of me fully naked.  We began touching each other as I unbuttoned my shirt.  He got down on his knees and opened my jeans and pulled them down together with my shorts and immediately began sucking on my dick, paying special attention to licking and sucking my balls too.  I could feel myself getting harder inside his mouth and could tell from the noises he was making that he seemed to be enjoying himself.  I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him down further on my now rock hard cock - he didn't resist.

He pulled off my dick and looked at me and said "tell me when you're going to cum", but I wasn't ready yet.  I asked him what else he likes doing and he told me that he likes to be fucked but doesn't have any vaseline.  I smiled and told him not to worry about the vaseline and told him to get a condom.  He obediently went off to a cupboard and pulled out a condom which he opened in preparation while I undressed.  He sat back down on the edge of the bed, resting the condom on his leg while he went back to sucking my dick - getting me even harder.  I told him to put the condom on me, which he did.

I told him to show me his arse.  He turned around his feet on the floor holding himself on the bed with his elbows as he presented his smooth, white arse to me.  I began to slide my hands between his cheeks, stopping and playing with his hole.  Using my spit as lube I slid a finger deep inside him.  He gasped, but took it in.  I began to finger fuck him first with one, then two fingers.  When I felt he was ready, I positioned myself behind him and began to press my cock on his hole.  Slowly, I pushed myself inside him and was almost three-quarters inside him when he said it hurt so I began to pull out of him.  Then again, I started sliding myself back inside, this time taking it slower and getting right inside him.  I was in and it felt good.  His warm, soft, tight arse around my throbbing cock.  I hadn't fucked someone in a long time like this and it felt great.

I got into a rhythm pulling almost right out, and then sliding back inside.  Almost every thrust was accompanied with a "yeah, yeah, yeah" from him.  I could tell he was enjoying it.  In addition to me fucking him while my cock was deep inside I played with his cock too as well as some spanking which seemed to turn him on even more.

I continued fucking him and I could tell he was enjoying it too.  I pulled out and told him to roll onto his back.  I climbed onto the bed and spread his legs to get between them and immediately slid my cock back inside him, putting his legs on my shoulders.  By this time he was really open and I was fucking him hard - each thrust again accompanied with a "wow" or a "yeah".  I began to fuck him harder and faster and he was a willing partner and let me get in as deep as I could.  I could feel his big balls on mine as I went deeper inside.

I could have carried on like this for a while but the clock by the side of his bed showed it was getting later and later and I knew it was time to leave.  I fucked him harder and he raised his head and says to me "I want you to cum in my mouth!"  I continued fucking him for another couple of minutes but could feel me getting close.  I pulled out of him and lay down on the bed on my back.  He climbed on top of me, removed the condom and took my cock in his mouth.  I began to fuck his mouth harder, again pushing his head down on to my cock.  I knew I was close and my breathing became faster and heavier.  Pushing him down one more time, I felt a huge release as string after string of cum shot into his hot, wet mouth. 

He swallowed every drop and even continued to suck me once my cock was too sensitive and every touch from his tongue sent my body into spasm.  He pulled off me and fell down on to the bed next to me.

He commented how much cum came out of me, I told him I was always like that (which is true).  I told him that I hope I hadn't hurt him.  He said it hurt a little, but that it's all part of the fun of being fucked.  Sounds good to me!!!

We lay on the bed together, both of us naked for another couple of minutes for us both to get our breath back.  Then told him that I need to leave.  I got dressed as he gave me directions how to get out of where he lived.  I went downstairs, got in the car and left with a happy memory.

I asked him if he'd like to exchange mails or something, but he said he does this so very rarely it wouldn't be worth it.  I will look for him again on the chat.  I'd love to fuck him again.  It was the best and easiest fuck I'd had in a long, long time.

Thursday, 24 June 2010

The Plot Thickens

Things are pretty much the same with me.  I was at the dietitian this week and rather surprisingly I have lost more weight.  So I have now officially lost 12 kilos (~ 2 stone) which is excellent.  Although just before I stood on the scales in her office I said I wasn't very optimistic and then to find I'd lost more weight she pointed out (very correctly) that it must be my conscience talking - that is very true.  Although I am still being careful with what I'm eating - I have been far from perfect, but I've obviously been better than I thought I had been!!!

In a post a couple of weeks ago Staring Dilema I mentioned the guy who had been staring at me (and me at him, of course).  Well I went downstairs earlier today, near to his store-room/office.  He was standing by the door.  He was dressed in a tight, white t-shirt and dark blue jeans - and looking pretty good!  We said hello to each other and asked the usual pleasantries as I lit my cigarette (yes, I'm back on the weed - but it's kinda under control).  I'm still sure I wasn't imagining it but felt his eyes looking at me up and down as we chatted.  His store-room is like an Aladdin's cave of groceries for the company he works for - filled with all kinds of soft drinks, teas, coffees, yogurts etc...  He offered me a drink and I initially refused.  He insisted so I took me a bottle of Cola Zero.

I jokingly told him that life couldn't be better with a cigarette in one hand and a bottle of coke in the other!  He laughed in agreement and then added .... unless Julia Roberts or Angelina Jolie were standing with us in just their underwear.  Is he genuinely straight or was he perhaps testing the ground to see how I would respond?  I was very tempted to say that I don't really care for Angelina Jolie - but if her husband was walking past in just his underwear then it would be an entirely different story!!!

I would be very interested to hear from you all to find out how you would have reacted to the situation, what should I have said or done?

I changed the subject by telling him that he has the best room in the entire building - he's got all the supplies, he can close the door and nobody can hear or see what he's doing.  Hoping he would invite me inside, lock the door and strip naked for me, alas, he didn't!  But he did agree that he has the best room in the building!

I am so crap with these situations.  I never know how to progress to more interesting situations.  Will it just be a new fantasy because I'm reading too much into the situation or do I need to give clearer signals that I want his body???

As I finished the cigarette, we ended up going up in the lift together standing opposite each other, he got out before me and gave me a friendly wink and wished me a good day!  Should I have stood closer to him in the lift?

Your help would be gratefully appreciated. 

Friday, 18 June 2010

Happy Birthday

Well actually my birthday is this weekend and I'm going to be 38.  I guess I'm getting very old.  So I am going to let you all know me a little better and will try to write 38 things about me!
  1. My first gay sex was at age 17
  2. I don't really care for ice cream
  3. I like the volume of the radio in my car to be on a number that is divisible by 5 (i'm a bit OCD about some things)
  4. I hate wasting food
  5. I love taking things that are free
  6. Of all the sex I've had over the years - seriously memorable fucks can be counted probably on 1 hand
  7. I believe it's possible to fall in love and have a relationship with a man while still being married to a woman
  8. I prefer to be a top with guys and even to the point of domination
  9. I don't mind being fucked - but it happens very, very rarely
  10. I prefer regular Diet Coke over all other colas and pepsis
  11. I'm a compulsive over-eater but those who follow my blog know that I'm trying to control that now
  12. I love porn and my favourite is gay amateur - but depending on my mood will sometimes look at MMF porn - straight porn does nothing for me
  13. I would love to have more comments, feedback and emails from my blog
  14. I spend way too much time looking for gay sex, but actually find very, very little, if any
  15. Working in the office at night makes me horny
  16. I don't drink coffee, but have recently started drinking Earl Grey tea once in a while
  17. I gave up smoking for 1½ years and I'm pretty much back to smoking too much again
  18. I survived cancer
  19. If I could, I think I would enjoy having sex everyday
  20. I am blessed with having someone amazing people in my life
  21. I love watching reality TV and soap operas
  22. I think I give the impression of being much cleverer than I actually am
  23. I hate being hairy and I wax my back and shoulders
  24. I love hairy guys
  25. I wish I had a much bigger cock
  26. I would love to be wealthy
  27. If I had to choose between a gorgeous hunk and have crap sex or a regular guy for great sex - I'd choose the regular guy - hunks don't do much for me
  28. I'm obsessed with seeing guys in Tanga briefs, it drives me wild
  29. When I strip a guy naked and he's wearing boxers, I'm always a little disappointed
  30. I would love to be taller - although I'm 1.80
  31. I would love to change my voice and the way I speak
  32. I think my legs are my best feature
  33. I would love to feel better about my body and wish I could be comfortable being naked around others
  34. I have no preference to guys being short or tall or dark or light skinned
  35. I would much rather kiss and cuddle than have penetrative sex and would love to take part in an orgy
  36. Cruising in gay pick up areas is dangerous and stupid but I love doing it
  37. I'm really pleased I started blogging but wish I had more time to devote to it
  38. I want more children
Thanks for all who managed to get to the end of the list.

Thanks for reading.

Here's to another year of happiness and good health.

Last year's party pics (I wish!!!)

Tuesday, 15 June 2010

Staring Dilema

I'm never sure if it's just my crap luck or whether I spend too much time looking for things that don't exist but I always find myself attracted to guys that leave me wondering "are they or aren't they?"

I'm sure I mentioned this guy in another post, but couldn't find it.  He works for another company in the building in more of a blue collar job - in charge of their warehouse or something similar - I'm pretty sure he doesn't have an office job, as such.  Anyway, a few months ago I noticed him by the lifts, he's older than me - I would assume very late 40s or early 50s.  Dark skinned, short, buzzed hair, smooth arms around my height - well maintained for his age - he has a very serious look on his face at all times and a deep masculine voice (I'd heard him talking to others).  I noticed him looking at me and immediately my gaydar began ringing very loud.  I don't know why, but there was something in the way he looked at me that didn't seem right - as though the gaze was a couple of seconds longer than it should have been - it was almost more of a stare than a look.  Naturally, I stared back!

This ping-pong looking at each other has been going on for a couple of months.  I have been going downstairs to the car park - he seems to spend a lot of time in the store-room there (which makes me think that's where he works) he would look at me (while I'm having a cigarette) and I would look at him (he would also light up a cigarette when he saw me).  But we never spoke, just looking at each other... until yesterday.

As I went out of the back door of the office towards the car park - he was standing by the door.  Instinctively I kinda nodded at him to acknowledge him (I may be horny but I'm not rude!) and he immediately started talking to me.  We began chatting about smoking and how we'd both given up many times but always come back to it.  Despite his normally very serious, almost angry face, he was very smiley and we joked about things.  He made it clear that he had a wife, as did I - but again, perhaps it's just me and my screwed-up head but it just didn't seem right.  Not that I don't believe what he said just more that he was making it abundantly clear to me that he is married.

The conversation ended as our cigarettes burned out and we were talking about if he gives up smoking then he'll give up coffee and eating meat and the only thing he'd have left to enjoy would be staring at women.  Was this to put me off the scent?  Did I totally misread his stares?  I'm not sure why, but I'm curiously attracted to him.  I looked for him today but he wasn't around.

We shall see...naturally, you all will be the first to know if anything should develop.

Have a good one!