Couple of loads at Boltz

Had to work later than usual last week and by the time I had got to the hotel, I was not really in the mood to be taking cock. Not that I didn't casually trawl online, but there wasn't really anything happening so I just hit the sack.

Wednesday night, I decided that just for a change I'd go to Boltz instead of the Greenhouse.

When I walked in, it was quite busy - probably one of the busiest I've seen it.

But no action was taking place.

I tried the glory hole but eventually had to give my knees a rest (wish they'd pop a stool or something in there to bend over lol).

I wandered up the stairs and bent over in the corner with my jeans and pants down. One guy felt me up but then just said "oh no no no no" and wandered off. Dunno...maybe he came in his pants.

So I wandered down and hopped into the sling.

Some chubby - no fat - bloke was wanking himself over me while he huffed poppers...despite my asking him to at least cum over my balls or cock or arse he ignored me and shot it down the side of my ribs. Which I wasn't overly impressed with. Huge load though.

But then he spent quite literally ten minutes wandering around in circles, giggling like a madman, snorting like a pig (and I don't mean snorting the poppers - just literally snorting) and wiping his fingers over the walls to "clean off all of the cum". To be honest it wasn't very pleasant - he looked like he'd gone full psycho for a few moments, and I told him as much. But he just kept giggling and wiping and snorting.

Eventually he left.

An older Asian guy came in and stuck his cock by my face. Not a particularly pleasant tasting one. He kept stepping back and dragging my head with him and after he'd almost dragged me clean out of the sling for a second time, I called it a night with him. He tried to finger me but was too rough so I knocked that on the head and he left.

A couple of guys kept wandering in and staring but nothing else.

I got dressed and was going to leave, but I've yet to leave Boltz without a load up me and so far I hadn't even had a cock, so I hit the glory hole again.

Result...a guy came in behind me and felt me up through the hole. He climbed in and gave me a nice fucking. I genuinely wasn't even sure he'd unloaded at first - no noise, no change in pace just suddenly pushed his cock in deep and held it there before pulling out.

A quick feel though and I was almost gushing there was that much spunk. Happy days.

I was just thinking of finishing for the night now that I wasn't going to have a zero load evening when another cock appeared pressing up to me. With a bit of guidance he was inside me and riding. He went from slow even and deep to little pecking-like motions but eventually grunted and came.

I was hitting the poppers hard and was loving every moment.

After he came, I hung around a few more minutes but nothing was showing so I hit the bar, had a drink and checked on facebook and crap like that on my phone before ordering a taxi and high-tailing it back to the hotel.

So not a complete washout after all but I guess Wednesdays aren't really the night to go to Boltz as a lot of guys have probably headed to the Greenhouse.

But... a pair of taxis from and back to the centre of Birmingham will come to over £50. Add in the £14 entry fee and a couple of bottles of water and you're spending a lot of money to go to the greenhouse every week and Boltz has a definite appeal of being either within walking or very short taxi distance with free entry - you just have to buy at least one drink, so Boltz is a definite favourite for me in the pocket terms.

When you combine that with the fact I have yet to score a miss at the place, whereas I've had many nights at the Greenhouse where I haven't been fucked and you can see why I love going there.

Ok there are some advantages to the Greenhouse - lockers, towels, showers etc. amongst them and I've taken more loads in one night there than ever at Boltz but I'll just continue to do what I do now and mix the two places up and get the best of both worlds.

First update of the year!

Belated happy new year all. Hope you had a good Christmas.

I had a few sessions before Christmas but honestly they were nothing to write about and were pretty mundane, forgettable experiences for the most part.

And then over Christmas, I was forced to take a month out doing the whole visiting family chores so it wasn't until last week I finally got a chance to get some good cocks and loads.

It was a Wednesday evening, so I hit the Greenhouse in Darlaston. I'd managed to grab myself a clued up taxi driver who knew the roads were in a mess and took a completely new route (to me) to get me there in good time.

I got signed in, and stripped off and went for a wander. I went straight to the top floor and it was rammed with guys - one of the busiest I've ever seen it. I hit one of the cubicles, bent over and was still lubing up when the first guy walked in and closed and locked the door.

No messing around, he went straight in hard and raw. A nice cock - my favourite kind, being long and thin. He just pounded whilst I huffed the new poppers I'd bought downstairs - a brand I'd never heard of before, called K, but they worked well and I was in slut heaven.

He grunted he was blowing into me and then climbed off, grabbed his towel and left.

I had literally just had time to put the bin in front of the door to stop it closing and bend back over when another guy walked in. Again no words - he felt me up, and I heard him sniffing what I assumed was his fingers. He knelt in front of me and I sucked him for a few moments before he pulled out of my mouth and stuck his cock into me. Not so hard or long but still pleasant. He fucked quite gently, truth be told and it was genuinely pleasant.

He went for quite a while before speeding up and grunting his load into me.

He stayed in me for a few moments stroking my arse cheeks before pulling out and leaving.

At this point I decided to move to the cubicle closest to the corridor - I was in the further from it at the moment.

This time I didn't even have time to open the door before a young guy wandered in. He started to glove up and where I'd normally go with the flow I asked him outright to take it off and fuck bare. He looked like he'd won the lottery as he jumped up and pulled it off before ramming himself into me. He didn't last long either but fucked with a lot of power and vigour.

Eventually he said he was cumming - it was the first time he'd really spoken more than a grunt and he had a definite Eastern European twang to his accent.

So so far, I'd been there for about 40 minutes and got three loads!

Another youngish guy walked in and again he started to glove up and again I asked outright but he said he wouldn't fuck bare so I just said "No thanks...not interested then" and opened the door. He got the message and left.

I took a walk down to the basement and hopped into the sling. Again within a few minutes a couple of guys had wandered in. One dropped his towel and pushed straight in raw. He fucked me so hard I couldn't huff poppers as they would've spilled! He grunted he was cumming then pulled out and moved to the side. As he did, another guy took his place - also raw! This was fucking heavenly.

As he fucked me and the first guy watched, another guy shoved his cock down my throat.

The guy in my arse muttered he was cumming and again another Eastern European accent! He pulled out and walked away as the guy in my mouth pulled out. He walked around to my arse and fingered my hole but then walked off.

I wandered back up to the cubicles and got back into the one closest to the corridor again. An Asian/Indian guy walked in and shut the door. He rubbed his cock along my arse then forced his way round in front of me.

I knew straight away it wasn't going to go well...he had a frankly tiny cock that was both bitterly cold and absolutely flaccid.

He kept trying to throat fuck me with it but after about 10 minutes of sucking him and moaning, it was clearly not happening and I told him as much. I think he took offense but frankly at that point I wasn't bothered.

I wandered to the bi video area and sat wanking my cock off. Guys were in and others wandered in. Lots looked but no one showed any interest. Shame as I was in the mood to blow into a mouth there and then before I headed out.

Instead, I took one last wander to the cubicles and got the first one again furthest from the corridor but probably the best lit of the three.

The black guy who fucked me once before a few months ago - the one who I was apprehensive about due to the sheer size - wandered in and said "Oh yeah...I thought it was you fella!"

He climbed in and fucked me for a while. We swapped positions a couple of times but by now I was starting to struggle a bit by his size and hardness and the fact I'd already taken so much prick and begged him to shoot!

But he refused. It seemed a weird ass excuse at the time but the more I've thought about it since, the weirder it's got...he reckoned he had to save his load as he was there with his boyfriend and he'd know if he'd blown it...but why the hell were they in a sex club if not to have fucking sex?

Yeah it has pissed me off because I worked that dick like a cum starved street whore needing crack!

6 cocks and 5 loads though...what a great night and a great start to the year!!!