Sheffield

 Well, unsurpisingly, the guy from Barnsley was a total time waster. I had a feeling he might be: promised to arrange "in a few weeks, after I am back from holiday" then it was "in a couple of weeks when I've caught up with things" then, after another couple of weeks, I called him out on it and got blocked.

Had another pre-arranged meet this week but he last signed into Gaydar 6 hours before we were due to meet... another blocked.

Anyway I decided to hop on over to the boiler room. What a waste of time it was this week - everyone wandering or bent over waiting to take cock with, no one doing anything.

I headed back to the hotel and a guy pinged me. He came over and was happily trawling for other tops to come along, whilst he was pounding me.

The door was on the latch and I was on all fours on the bed in my blindfold hood when he arrived. I heard him strip off and he laid his cock on my back and wow...rock hard, long and thick.

He lubed it up and slid it in in one slow movement until he was balls deep.

I am rarely defeated in a fuck but after an hour of non stop, brutally hard, constant pounding, it was my back giving me grief not his cock and I had to call a day. By now, it was also getting on for 1am and I had to be up early.

Honestly, I've taken (and love) a pounding before, but never for so long non stop. His staying power was incredible.

Impossibly, after he said he would cum now, he ramped up his pace and absolutely railed me, sending my prostate into spasms. 

About 15 minutes after he came in me and left, he messaged to say he had a guy on the way and could he come and watch him breed me. Normally I'd be all over that but by now it was pushing 1.30am and too late for me, which is a shame. Next time, though, we agreed to start much earlier.

Not the best evening in Sheffield but far from the worst, too.

Took another visit to Sheffield

 Well I spent another evening in Sheffield last week.

Before I went, I got talking to a seriously kinky, seriously hot top guy from Barnsley on Fabguys. He isn't free for another couple of weeks but my god this guy ticks so many of my twisted little boxes.

I am really hoping we can hook up soon.

Anyway, until then... there were no real bites for the hotel, which is a shame, as the one I stay in there is motel-style where all the rooms open straight outside so no reception to pass.

I had the usual assortment of "if only it was tomorrow" etc. or "Will you top me? Can I suck your dick?" which is always annoying and leads to a block.

Anyway I hit The Boiler Room. The car park was quite busy which is always a nice sign.

I was trying a slightly different approach this time - in the cinema room, with just my blindfold hood on, hitting the poppers.

It wasn't long before a cock was pressed up against me. And once again this would be a frustrating guy. He couldn't cum but kept going and going and going and going. 

And then, he started to do the whole pull all the way out, ram it in again, move. Which you know I hate for a variety of reasons.

I told him to stop doing it and for another long period he did. Until he started doing it again. At that point I called him off (he'd been going for about 45 minutes by now anyway).

I wandered around and hopped in a sling, mask on again.

A guy walked in, and slid on into me. Nothing was said. He fucked hard and fast with a bang average but nice cock until he grunted, pulled out, wiped his cock on my thigh and left.

Another guy came in but he was trying to worship my cock. No. Guys... when someone is in a sling it is highly unlikely we're there for you to stroke and suck us, now is it?

I shooed him off and wandered to the glory holes.

I got felt up a few times, and then a cock slid into me. Then pulled out. A few moments later there was a tap on the door, so I opened it and a very short, very skinny, older guy came in.

He bent me over then kept pushing me down saying "lower" "lower" until basically my cock was on the floor (imagine being knelt down then pushing your knees ever more outwards, whilst being pushed forwards).

This was massively uncomfortable and I had to call it. He got in a bit of a huff and stormed off.

I went back into the cinema room and hood back on who should come back but the first guy. He went straight in but after a few moments it was all the way out, slam it back in time.

I lost my temper a little at this point. Who the fuck is telling guys this is a good way to fuck? It breaks the rhythm, it is painful and very unpleasant after not very long, and is such a massive turn off. 

Some guys might like it but for me it is just such a mood killer. And if I'd already told you then don't come back and start again!

Also if you haven't shot in almost an hour of fucking you probably won't so go away.

I gave up then. But as I was leaving a guy messaged on Grindr to give a park at mushroom lane a go.

Taking a chance, I grabbed an Uber and headed over. It took a few minutes for him to direct me to the right location, and it was busy, but then he went completely silent.

I found another bottom at first, so that was unfortunate, but eventually I bent over a circular concrete thing and soon had someone rubbing their cock up and down my arse. He whispered "I don't have a condom, do you?"

My heart sank a little at that, but as soon as I said "No. Don't usually use them" he slid right in and fucked me hard and fast like there was no tomorrow. 

After not very long he asked if he could cum inside me. Cute. Fuck yes of course.

After he came, another two guys approached. Not a word was said, but they each had a go on me. Almost silent except for "I'm cumming" then swapped and same again. 

Bliss.

At this point it seemed a bit quiet and was getting late so I headed back to the hotel.

Not a bad night all told! :-)

But fuck me I can't wait to hook up with the new top soon! I will keep you all posted.

More and more timewasters?

Not sure what is happening lately but there seem to be more and more time wasters. I am usually quite good at spotting them - the chat goes from hello to filth almost instantly (usually a guy with his cock in his hand), or there's a reluctance to provide alternative contact details, or they've been on e.g. Fabguys for over a year with no verified meets.

Even my regular top guy became unreliable, which does happen but is frustrating. His was slightly different though - he simply stopped replying to messages on Grindr, responding with flames and thumbs up... I am not going to carry conversations or be the only one putting effort into arranging meets.

It was always me paying for a hotel room - he always  wanted to go to e.g. London or Manchester but when it came to it, couldn't afford it (maybe we can share your room... actually no, before and after the fun, I like my own company and privacy). It was always me making the effort to travel.

If you can't even be bothered to chat/show up when that is literally all you have to do... oh well.

 But anyway there seem to be more and more guys who *are* willing to move to e.g. WhatsApp but then just stop replying. 

 Ditto the apps. Sudden block when the time to actually show up arrives.

It's *always* happened but it seems to be getting much, much, worse.

Anyone else seeing the same problems? 

Yet another scam warning

 So this one tends to be aimed at travellers, and as I know some of you use hotels etc for fun, like me, I thought I'd warn you how it works.

 I am sure some of you, when you check into hotels, give a card for extras - room service etc. It's fairly common and usually a fairly safe thing to do.

Here's what happens, though.

The scammers call the hotel. They then ask to be put through to room xxx. Now, sometimes, of course, this is a miss. Sometimes, they actually have people loitering within earshot of reception listenting to harvest the room numbers of people checking in and giving a card.

Receptionists put the call through. Now, the problem stems from automatically diverting the call rather than waiting to say "Someone has called asking to be put through", because what they then do is proceed to explain it's the manager/receptionist and that there seems to be a problem with your card pre-authorisation and could you just please confirm the details while they try it again.

Sure.. you hand over the numbers, dates AND CVV. 

Bank checks make this one less likely to go through anymore - especially for higher ticket value items - but not entirely.

Stay safe. x

Another trip to the boiler room and then Birmingham

 A couple of weeks ago, I'd arranged to meet my top mate in Doncaster as usual as well as I'd been chatting to a new top who seemed eager and said he'd make the trip.

Well, as usual, the second guy was giving all the vibes that he wouldn't actually show and as predicted he didn't... but left it to me to chase to ask. Strike 1.

Meantime, over the last few weeks, I'd been getting the impression that my regular top guy was losing interest, too. 

He would read but not reply to messages other than maybe an emoji to respond. He was vague about the time he'd be free, and despite being asked, never seemed to be willing to update his profiles to say he was looking for other guys.

Then he dropped out he was going to an event in Manchester (bearing in mind he could never afford a hotel... he always seemed to expect / want me to pay for one and he mooch off of me... nope. I value my privacy) but not to worry myself about it because he was going with mates and I wouldn't be welcome.

Then on the afternoon we were supposed to meet, radio silence again. When he eventually did respond I said enough was enough and that would be the last time I'd be paying for a hotel room in Doncaster when he couldn't even have the basic courtesy to converse, so yeah - burned those bridges.

So I grabbed an uber to The Boiler Room in Sheffield again.

 After the last time, the guy who works there was very chatty on Grindr for a while but was another one who took to reading messages and not replying (in case you hadn't noticed, that is a pet hate of mine when it's done regularly). More on that in a bit.

Anyway, I'd no sooner walked upstairs and a hot guy was stood stroking a long, hard, cock making very direct eye contact with me as I walked past. I held his stare and nodded, then headed past the glory holes, cinemae and into the dark room area and bent over.

He was right behind me and wasted no time. He pressed his cock head up to my hole. I popped an extra bit of lube on and he gently pushed in.

It was a hard, fast, and intense fuck and before long he came. No warning beforehand. He just suddenly grabbed my hips, shoved deep and let out a primeval groan! Fuck yes.

Slight disaster then - I accidentally knocked the lid of the brand new poppers (from France, no less) down a hole in the corner of the bench... it doesnt lift and the hole is too narrow to get a hand down. Fuck. Oh well.

After he left, another guy stepped up to take his place. Not very large, or very hard, he struggled but everntually got the tip in. And immediately came. Oh well, cum is cum.

I tried the glory holes a few times but no real bites so I wandered around a bit.

A guy showed a lot of interest in following but basically ran away whenever I stopped to suggest he could climb in.

Eventually I hit a gloryhole again and I could see through the holes that there were guys the other side. The first one tapped my arse a little but showed no interest. Moving to the second one though, he wasted no time. Cock straight through and inside me.

I love the way the wall of a gloryhole cubicle bounces. The rythm is such a turn on. He had a fairly thick, not over long cock (made a bit shorter by the wall) but he went for quite a while. Eventually I head moans and he sped up, before shooting a nice wad.

By now my mood was better, but the place had emptied so I decided to call a taxi and leave.

After I left, the guy who worked there messaged me some inane message about how he hadn't recognised me (yet messaged me..?). I gave him short shrift and blocked him,. I can't be doing with rudeness.

 Anyway, I had to fly out of Birmingham so I thought I'd give The Greenhouse a bit of a try. Monday's aren't traditionally the best but again, within a few minutes I'd got a guy balls deep.

Great. Well no.

He had a crazy, rock hard cock, which as you know isn't the most comfortable to take. After about 20 minutes of hard pounding he declared he can't cum, but it doesn't matter, it's all about fucking,

Erm...no.

And to make matters worse, he was one of those guys who's seen too much porn. Every few moments, he pulled all the way out and rammed it back in.

Now when a guy does that again and again and again, it starts to hurt. It's not fun. It's frustrating, because you get into a rythm for it just to be broken.

I called it, unfortunatrely.

I went into a cubicle near the cinema and bent over and soon enough a guy pushed the chain curtain aside and rubbed his hardening cock up and down my arse.

He slid in, muttering how good it felt. 

He started gently, which was nice but settled into a good pace but for a moment I thought he was another one who wanted to go all night. Just as I thought it, though, he asked if he could cum inside me. I find that such a turn on, when someone asks, and of course the answer is YES! PLEASE DO!

He shot his load for what felt like ages before he thanked me and left.

The first guy came in and tried again but as before he was ramming and I said no more. It's just not pleasant.

I found a guy in the bi cinema area and followed him down to the jacuzzi. Here again, he tried to ram two fingers and a thumb right in, but to make it worse he had terrible sharp nails. Come on, guiys.

After I said no, I wandered a bit and then headed back to the hotel.

At about 11.45pm my phone rang. Now on one of my profiles I list the number, but explicitly state to message or WhatsApp and *not* to call so I was annoyed to begin with. But the guy saod he was 10 mins away. I was tempted, but given I had to be up at 4am for a flight, at first I declined. Then I changed my mind and messaged to say as long as it was a very quick pump and dump, to come round.

Then he started on about massaging me, and lots of body contact - alarm bells rang. This wasn't a guy wanting to quickly unload, so once again I said no and blocked his number and on the hookup site.

Finally, I'd decided I'd give the other top a second chance (why? I never do this) but on the day we were supposed to hook up, he once again disappeared and stopped answering, so I sent one last message telling him he'd blown a very, very, rare second chance.

Fucking time wasters.

I was chatting to a guy who, if legit, sounds like an ideal top. I will let you know how that goes, next time.