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.
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