Sheffield again

 Well, I was in the area for work again so I booked the usual hotel with easy, no-reception-to-pass, access.

 As usual I'd had a lot of interest but also, as usual and sadly predictably, many were just after a wank-chat. 

Weds evening came and I had a bit of interest still. I got ready and, as usual, I showered, douched and lubed then got on the bed on all 4's with my blindfold hood on and the door unlocked. 

Just before I did pop my hood on, a guy I'd been chatting to on Fabguys  messaged to say he was 2 mins away.

I heard the door open a few moments later and the sound of clothes being removed. He felt my hole and knelt down to give me a fantastic rimming. After a while, he stood up and I felt the tip of a beautiful large cock rubbing up and down my hole before he pushed the head in.

He fucked me like pro. Hard, deep thrusts. His cock was thick and long and it felt amazing.

After a while I muttered that I wanted his spunk in me and not long afterwards, he was blowing a massive load into me.

He dressed and left and after some time I head the door open again. This guy didn't even bother getting undressed - I heard him unzip, I heard a squirt of the lube bottle and he pushed right on into me. Long, hard and thin - as you know my idea of a perfect cock. He went like a duracell bunny. He said he was going to cum and could he cum inside me...cute. Fuck yes, blow it deep.

After he came, he slapped my arse once, zipped up and left.

Nothing much happened for a while and then the door opened again. I didn't even hear him unzip or undress - a cock was just rubbed over my lips. I sucked him until he was hard. A pretty average cock but it tasted lovely with lots of salty precum.

He got behind me and slid straight in. He fucked a lot slower - deep, slow, even strokes. He fucked for a good while all with that same slowness. But heach thrust pushed into the bed. It was a gorgeous fuck.

Then all of a sudden he he sped up, grunted and said he'd cum in me.

After he left I thought I'd visit the Boiler Room. Agh.. I had no idea it'd been closed down by the police! So a wasted journey, unfortunately.

(Side note - it appears it was closed due to alleged drug use. Now it's fair to say that I wasn't a super-frequent visitor here, but in my own, personal, experience, I saw zero drug use other than poppers). 

After getting back to the hotel I had a message from a couple. They arrived shortly after I got in.

One of them had a massive cock - I literally struggled to get it in my mouth and I was worried  he might be *too* girthy.

Weirdly he had a very odd reaction when I tried to lick his balls - he jumped back and pushed my head away quite forcefully. 

He got behind me and forced his monster in. It took my breath away somewhat, I won't lie. His partner was now in my mouth. Average, but hard.

Then the guy just pulled out of my arse and that was the end of the fuck. The guy in my mouth pushed me only my back and then wanked his spunk into my mouth. He came a massive load of thick, sweet spunk and I swallowed every drop - even wiping the few bits that went to the side of my mask.

They went and then nothing for a long time and I was about to give up when the door opened. I think he must've had his cock in his hand because he literally walked right up to me and slid in. He said something about loving a well used sloppy hole and then blew a load. Just like that. Maybe 15 thrusts and 5 seconds! Oh well I got his load.

After that I took down the ads and chilled for a while.

All in all a good session. Maybe I am not done with Sheffield totally, after all :-) 

 

Old(er) men and 'twinks'

This bothers me far more than it probably should but I find it incredibly disturbing how many older men are interested in very young men (18 - early 20's).

It just feels very very ucomfortably wrong to me. I am not one to casually kink shame but it's like in the world of straight porn and the "barely legal" titles. If you reframed that as "almost illegal" then I hazard it wouldn't be quite as popular as it is.

I just don't get it, but I'd love to hear other points of view on the matter so maybe I can gain a better understanding.

Feeling disappointed again

 I got a message last week from a top guy down in Maidstone. Initially this seemed like a dream come true - he was into everything that turns me on, appreciates and encourages slut behaviour, plenty of verifications, etc etc

We had a few days of some very hot back and forth and then...nothing.

My message went unread for days.

Messaged again to ask if everything was ok and got a response to say life got in the way. Ok, I get that, I really do, but when you can see that someone is signing in but leaving messages unread, it tells me that it's not due to being busy but on purpose.

He also said he wanted to arrange a time to meet at a sauna which works for me but when I asked when - silence or will have to arrange.

Offered to go down to Maidstone. Not much in the way of replies there, either.

We'll see, but my gut tells me it won't happen, which is a shame.

If it does, I will, of course, post about it here.

A new twist on the timewaster

 I am sadly used to timewasters. It's an occupational hazard but this one took me slightly by surprise because it rapidly descended from simple time wasting bullshit to gaslighting.

Over on Fabguys, there's a profile - https://www.fabguys.com/profile/hotdaddy60uk 

He's the one who lied about coming last time, saying he was parked up 10 mins walk then an hour later in the hotel paying for parking. 

I decided, against my usual rules, to give him a second chance. Something I very rarely do.

Now it's worth putting some of the conversation in from the last week.

I said this, a week ago:

Notice I very clearly state I've booked the room. We had also had chat about the local sauna. His reply:

Some chat over the last week or so and yesterday I sent this:

And this was his reply:

When I reminded him this morning, I got this:

Now had it stopped there, he's just another time wasting prick.

But no. This one decided to double down and gaslight:

I hate this kind of behaviour. It is, basically, a form of abuse and I am certain that anyone who is willing to do this to a complete stranger on a hookup site is more than willing to do it in their other, day-to-day relationships.

I wouldn't usually go to the extent of posting conversations but people need to be aware and keep an eye out for this kind of thing.

(Oh and anyone wanting to see in private, the full, unedited thread, I am happy to show it, just to show I am not cherry picking).

Stay safe x

Doncaster

 It started...if not quite "well", then at least like most other times.

My Dom Top (DT) said he was free. People on the sites and apps were showing interest.

Then... just like before, DT started to either flatly ignore my messages on Grindr (leaving them on read, with no reply) or responding with a flame and when the evening rolled around, he gave some vague message about he might get there later etc.

Well that was it, for me. End of the line. When you consider that it's always me making the arrangements, always me to message first, always me putting in the effort and he... well did none of that - couldn't even be bothered to update his profiles or look for other guys etc, I decided there and then that I'd end that "relationship" (using the phrase in the loosest possible terms).

The response said it all "Sorry you feel like that but I won't message you in future" - which, as I pointed out, is a laugh in and all of itself, given he has quite literally *never* messaged me first!

Nothing lost in my eyes. 

Then I broke one of my cardinal rules and rushed to prep for a guy (who actually didn't even show). I hate doing this as, like in this case, it can lead to not being douched quite enough, as we found out horribly when the first guy did show up.

<sigh>

Oh well he was cool about it and a quick clean up later he pounded a load into me.

After that, I just adopted the position. I'd put the room number etc on the sites/apps and ensured the door was on the latch, so it was just a case of waiting in my blindfold hood.

Another guy soon arrived and got stuck straight in. I could hear him undress and squirt a bit of lube onto his cock. I also heard him take a big hit of poppers before he was behind me, cock at my hole pushing it in.

He had quite a large cock - thicker and longer than average. He slid in fairly slowly and gently and then proceeded to absolutely power fuck me. It was actually a bit breathtaking at first because I wasn't quite expecting it - he went from one long, slow, deep slide into me to BANG!

It was fantastic. He pounded me like that for what felt like an age, telling me my arse felt so good and that he hadn't cum in over a week and he loves fucking cum sluts raw.

As he worked himself up with the dirty chat (which I love and reciprocate) he somehow managed to go even faster and harder.

Than..."FUCK! I'm cumming in you!"

Oh yes...yes... fantastic.

He quite shyly asked if he could use the bathroom as he was dressing. Course he can. 

As soon as he had done, he slapped my arse as he walked past me and out of the door.

It felt like quite a while until the next guy turned up.

Again, I heard him come in and strip off. He came around in front of me and pushed his cock to my mouth. Of course, I obliged, sucking him hard.

This was a much more average cock.

He soon got behind me and started to fuck but he very quickly went soft, unfortunately.

So we ended up in a scenario where I'd suck him hard, he'd fuck me for a few brief moments then go soft.

While this was happening, yet another guy arrived - I just happened to be mid-suck when he did.

He took position inside me arse - again, a bang average cock - but just as he hit a rhythm, he went soft.

The first guy was furiously wanking and as he came, he pulled my mouth down onto his cock. OK, a mouthful is fine but not really what I wanted.

As he got up to leave, the second guy knelt at my face, rubbing his cock over my lips.

He kept pausing though, then putting his cock to my mouth.

Eventually, he came over my lips. As he was dressing he said "your body language looks like you're dissappointed..." erm, yeah. Two cocks should've fucked their spunk up my arse.

<sigh>

After I don't know how long, the door opened and another guy walked in. He didn't strip or even take his pants down - I heard a zip, the pump of lube and he was straight in.

Perfect...long and thin and hard.

No problems this time - he got into a lovely rhythm of deep, slow, thrusts and didn't say a word. Didn't even grunt or groan, just breathing faster.

Eventually he speeded up, breathing really fast until he thrust deep into me and had a little shudder.

Still without a word, he pulled out of me, and I heard him zip up and leave.

After that there seemed to be no other biters. I was talking to one guy who, having parked in a local Asda car park, messaged to say "it's about a 10 min walk"

Almost an hour later, I had settled in for the night when I got another saying "just in reception paying for parking"... this after I'd sent a message saying I was done now, and believed him to be a time waster.

He got a bit snotty with his replies then otherwise I'd have obviously spread for him.

He did later apologise so we'll see what happens next time as I'll be closer to where he lives.

All in all a mixed bag but mostly enjoyable.

Doncaster last week

Apologies - there's a couple of small rants in this one.

I'd tried to book the usual hotel in Doncaster for the week before but got a cancellation message about a day before and since there are no other places suitable for slutting around, I had to put the visit off for a week.

And it turned out that the hotel in question has changed owners - odd they'd just cancel rather than inform, but ok.

I posted on Fabguys my plans - in the hotel room with the door on the latch. A very easy access motel style with no reception to pass through. I would be in my blindfold hood and my dom top would be there, as might others.

Arrive, fuck me, use me how you want, cum inside me and then either leave or hang around and try to get others.

As a bit of a side note/little rant, what is it with versatile guys who either never fuck (newsflash - you're bottom!) or think it is ok to want to push in and take cocks from tops at events others put in all the effort to arrange?

Three or four times I had a different guy say "Oh I can't wait to share the cocks and loads" or words to that effect... no... not happening. To the point I even changed my profile to say if you turn up and do this you will be told to leave. End of story.

It's like the poppers-users who freeload all the time. It annoys me somewhat. My strategy for that now is the new, freshly opened ones don't leave my side. The older ones (still fresh but usually not *quite* as potent) are the ones you can leech from.

Anyway, I arrived at the hotel nice and early and got fully cleaned out. I had about an hour and a half to wait so I had a few cheeky Southern Comfort and lemonades.

Before my regular top arrived, I taped the lock so the outer door would open at a push. I then got onto Gaydar and Grindr and posted my room number, the door on the latch and my being in my blindfold hood so just rock up and blow a load into me. 

My regular guy arrived and I could hear him stripping off. It turns me on to know this guy has blown his spunk into or onto me several times now over the last year and a bit and I still have no idea what he looks like.

He has a fetish for a puffa jacket and he'd brought one. Off came my t-shirt and on went a very ill fitting jacket. It was like a strait jacket, but hey ho - it turned him on.

We had a great fun session. He choked me (hard) with and without his cock down my throat. Forcibly snogged me. Face fucked me and of course arse fucked me.

In between, he sat plucking my pubes out - which was a tough call for him as they're still very trimmed right now.

Oh and the spankings. I love feeling his hand and belt on my arse. I begged him - and he duly obliged - to target my hole. It turns me on so much when I get spanked or belted right there. It is an electric feeling.

Over the next few hours, 3 more guys appeared. The first one made me lose the jacket. To be honest, they all blurred a little into one another. I'd had a bit too much of the Southern Comfort but I remember being absolutely pounded. The 3rd guy's cock was squelching the cum and arse juices like crazy. That was a turn on right there.

After the third guy had cum and gone, my top had to leave quite suddenly.

As I lay on the bed, a 5th guy arrived. Nothing was said. He undressed and slid straight into me. He murmured a few nice things, called me a slut a few times and rode me quite hard. His cock was on the larger side but the poundings, plus the sperm made it easy enough to slip into.

After he came, no one else showed any interest, so I called it a night. It was late by then anyway.

Other than one of them who'd been talking to my top, Neither of us have no idea who any of them were.

They either saw on Grindr of Fabguys and just showed up, fucked me and left. And that, to me, is sheer heaven and a huge turn on.

I am hoping to have a last session before Christmas, but work is hectic at this time of year so it might now happen, but fuck yes... much more of the same, please.

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.

Trip to The Boiler Room in Sheffield

 My regular top friend wasn't available (and side note is being a bit shitty to chat with lately - one word answers or just emojis in responds are not how I communicate!).

Anyway I thought, given they now open until 11pm on weekdays that I'd give The Boiler Room a go so after checking into the hotel, douching, showering and enjoying a couple of cheeky JD's I grabbed an uber and headed over.

When I got there, there were only a few guys in but one followed me to the dark room area and I got to briefly suck his cock before he wandered away. He would follow me around a couple of times but showed no more real interest.

I was starting to think it was a bust but then a few more guys arrived. I took a chance and entered one of the gloryhole cubicles and bent over, taking big hits of my poppers. The buzz was sublime.

Within a moment or two I head the door behind close and lock and I was being fingered and felt up.

The guy slid into my hole and spent a few minutes pounding me before grunting he was cumming. After he finished shooting I had a quick look to check and make sure he hadn't gloved up and he hadn't.He had a lovely hard, big cock and knew how to fuck so I was happy.

After he left someone else entered. After they spent a few moments reaching through to feel my cock. I rarely get hard after poppers but hey they guy was determined. I kind of expected him to leave at that point as I've found that the majority of guys who are cock-oriented through the glory holes tend to be there to suck or be fucked themselves.

I was pleasantly surprised when his hand disappeared from my cock and he started to stroke and feel round my hole with one hand, whilst rubbing his cock head up and down it with the other and before long he slid in. As he did he asked me how many loads were in my slut hole. Only one! Well let's make it two.

He fucked hard. The wall was bouncing. He had the perfect cock. Long, not too thick and not too rock hard and he fucked for what felt like a LONG time. To the point my legs were starting to burn with being bent over the way I was.

I was just thinking about suggesting a move to a cabin when he went even faster before grunting a load into me. He came like he fucked - hard, deep and for ages and it was fucking heaven.

So ok... I've had much worse nights. Perhaps not a bust.

I wandered from place to place for a bit but it was almost empty again.

After a while though another guy arrived just as I was by the gloryhole so I wiggled my arse and went in and adopted the position.

As before I heard the door close but sadly what sounded like a rubber packet being torn. As it would turn out it wasn't. It must've been a lube packet.

He fucked well with a decent'ish cock - I'd save very average but was losing his erection. I suspect due to the poppers I could hear him inhaling. Hey no judgement - I LOVE them myself and was ingesting a steady stream of vapours.

I turned and knelt down to suck him, hoping to get him hard again when he fell! He managed to slip quite badly but also managed to somehow spill a significant volume of poppers down the wall, straight down my nose and into my mouth! Fuck! I spat it straight out and after a quick check he wasn't hurt I hit the bathrooms to rinse that shit out. Ugh.

Thankfully poppers today aren't like they used to be so there was no burning etc. just a nasty aftertaste. I just kept rinsing my mouth out over the next few hours and I wasn't done.

The night was full on gloryhole action for me and when I went back in, there were quite a few more guys. An old guy followed me and stroked my arse as he went past so I gave him a nod and hit the gloryhole. Hey why not? I was getting good action out of it.

Once more, after a few moments the other door closed and with no pause, a cock was slid straight through the hole into me. Big, thick and hard. I hit my poppers again and enjoyed the ride. The guy had this action where he was hard and firm but not fast. It was sublime. He speeded up as he was nearing shooting and said something like he couldn't wait to seed my hole. He grunted and pushed deep inside me as he shot what must have been another massive wad.

Imagine my slight surprise when I opened the door and the older guy was stood there. He nodded his head to follow him, so I did. We went to a cubicle and I bent over and hit the poppers.

He slid in. His cock was very average but at least it was hard. He only managed a few pumps before he apologetically blew into me. Hey no apology needed - cum is cum and if it's in me, it's a win.

Between sessions I checked my phone. Amongst a few timewasters "come to me now, here's the postcode..." then deflecting like you're the time waster when you explain you need an actual address and phone number before paying for a taxi somewhere... yeah... sure - I had been swapping messages with a guy who worked at the boiler room. He'd found the time to blast a load into me and we're still chatting so I hope for a repeat performance soon.

So... 4 loads. Not bad in the end. Not bad at all! Just a shame the hotel was all card entry so I couldn't easily bring anyone back. Mind you, I couldn't get a taxi at that time (not quite far enough to make it worth their while I guess) so it meant a walk along the river. It triggered all sorts of gang rape fantasies (no... I am not trying to make light of rape... I mean the old porno type of things). 

All in all an enjoyable night. I will be back at some point relatively soon. I hope.

A scam warning

 A little but of a different post - I thought I'd share a bit of information about scams that do the rounds and target us.

The first one is relatively uncommon but I've had someone try to pull it three times on me.

On the apps, like Grindr, someone messages you (or you them).

They are usually very responsive and give you the impression that they're well up for meeting. Often, they talk about how they host gangbangs and parties and how they're looking for another (bottom/vers/top) guy to join and how they like the look of you and your profile.

The chat will continue for a few days before they finally move to the scam. They will tell you something like they run their parties through a website and/or they use a website to confirm that you are over the age of 18 and/or who you say you are.

They ask you to sign up to said site then provide them your login details so they can "confirm" everything.

The first red flag: almost always they are professional-grade photos that they share.

Second: They often answer at odd times (3am in the morning, for example) despite their "location" being only a few miles away from you (of course, they aren't - they spoof it).

Third: Their English may be off. The better ones are not terrible but it's often noticeable.

Fourth (and this is the big one): Ask yourself why would anyone need to know your login to a site? Have you ever even heard of this site? How long has it been around? Chances are even if they don't ask for your login, it's just a site someone set up to harvest your credit card details in plain text.

Do NOT be fooled by it looking like a professionally designed website. These people are clever.

Another common one is to get an email saying that someone has recorded you wanking off to porn and if you don't send them some money (usually in cryptocurrency) they will send it on to your contacts.

What makes this one more believable is that they usually include a password. Here's the thing - they got your email and password from a data breach. They don't have ANY access. And it may not even be your email or computer password (hopefully, you use different passwords and it won't be, but...).

It's a psychological trick to try and make you panic because you think that they have your passwords and accesses.

And the final one today is one I am less aware of with gay men but not uncommon with straight/bisexuals.

You are contacted by a woman. Eventually she will ask you to video chat and that chat will become very sexual and you'll be asked to wank off for them.

You aren't actually talking to a human in the vast number of cases. It's a very cleverly timed, pre-recorded video stream with pauses in all the right places for you to respond and fill in the gaps. Honestly until you see it in action you wouldn't believe just how well timed this all is.

But it's another one that's easy to spot and subvert with a bit of thought. Just wait. Pause. Slow down responses or throw in something that isn't relevant to the conversation. A real human will react. A recording will move on to their next piece seamlessly...

Of course, that doesn't preclude it being a person who *is* a honeytrap but that costs money and time and they cannot target mutiple people simultaneously that way, so it's rare.

That's it for now. Stay safe online.

Back in Doncaster

Just a warning that this one contains a bit of kink including hitting, choking and watersports. If it's not your thing, move on. If it is, read on...

I'd been speaking with the top guy since the last meet talking about a repeat performance and discussing how much we'd both enjoyed it and how we wanted to do more in the next session, including going to both a sauna and a cruise.

 Now in a rare turn of events I have some time free next weekend but that didn't gel as he doesn't but we were both free this Wednesday just gone and so I booked a room at the hotel and we made the arrangement.

A few years ago, I would get inundated with messages on both the websites and apps but lately I get a lot of attention but not so many guys reaching out to make contact, or when they do there's a trend of not being available, or the worse ones - the ones on their way but then suddenly block you.

Three times I had that on Grindr and to this day I have no idea what they get from it - I don't do "cyber" so it's not like they get their rocks off. Hey ho, I digress.

I got to the hotel and got cleaned out. I had a "oh no" moment where the douche felt very painful and uncomfortable and raised the question of whether the night was over before it began, but I think I just angled the hose wrong. It was transient and didn't come back.

Anyway there was a slight adjustment to our plans as he had to work later than expected, so in true slag fashion, I trawled online and this is where the three said they were en-route then never showed and blocked.

Eventually a guy did show. I had been very clear about what the meets were - quick (not into all night sessions at the best of times), anonymous (I was in my blindfold hood), bareback and cum inside.

One of the first things he did was pull the hood off. He then bounced around like a fucking child on too much sugar, sliding into me, out of me, bending me round to kiss, licking my feet, pushing his cock into my mouth for a thrust or two and back again before (albeit after not too long) saying he was going to spray cum on me...on... "no, IN me..." nope. He refused and shot it over me and had the audacity to think it was fucking funny.

I was mighty pissed off with him by now because he arbitrarily decided to go against what I wanted and had been very clear about in multiple ways. It was made worse because he had a tiny dick - maybe 3.5 inches at best. As he was leaving he said "I might come back later!" to which I said no thanks and shut the door behind him. He went right on my block list as soon as he was out of the door.

After that it was more time wasters - isn't it amazing how everyone is free tomorrow or yesterday or in three months' time? I used to have a trick to catch guys out with their lies. If I was in a hotel for more than one night, when they asked how long, I'd say "oh just tonight" and when they then went on to say "oh shame I am free tomorrow night" I'd suddenly have a change of plans from work and be there... they'd usually block me at that point because they'd been caught in their bullshit but I don't have the time, energy or even the patience for it anymore.

Anyway I got a message from my top guy that he was arriving and to get in the bath and wait for him, with my blindfold off.

He walked in and immediately doused me in pungent piss whilst calling me gorgeously degrading names then told me to shower it off ready for some Asian guy he'd found - the same one who broke my arse last time.

I did as I was told then, hood back on, he guided me back to the bed.

Over the  next few hours, I was choked hard (left a few bruises which is something I didn't really want due to the work I do), slapped, spanked, belted and had my pubes torn out (which I begged for...it's one of my own little kinks).

As I was choked, I had my nose held closed and I did feel close to blacking out a few times, but never did. I was face fucked brutally with cock held down my throat. I fucking loved it.

The Asian guy fucked me hard and deep. He has a lovely hard, big cock before he eventually spunked deep into me.

He hung around for a bit while my top kept using me, both trying to find others and both equally unsuccessful before he eventually got cleaned up and left.

To be fair, this was when my pubes came out and the belt was used. I fucking loved it every time the belt landed but especially when it hit my hole. 

Eventually I was able to tick another item off of my bucket list - I've always wanted a guy to shoot in my eye as I hold the lid open and my top guy indulged. In fact he came enough to get it in both eyes which was a huge turn on.

Seeing the world through a layer of spunk is a phenomenal experience.

After he left, I went back on the apps. An old guy (70's) with a big dick messaged asking if he could come over. 

He wanted it anonymous and bb which suited me so I explained the door was off the latch and after about 10 mins I heard him walk in (my hood was back on and I was in the position).

He mentioned it smelled of sweat and sex and he couldn't wait to "stir the pot" as I could hear him undressing.

No time was wasted. He didn't even put his cock in my mouth - I just heard him squirting a little lube onto it, before stepping up behind me and sliding right in.

He fucked me surprisingly hard and fast (I NEVER judge a fuck by the cover) and deep but after only a few moments he announced he was adding his spunk to the mix. I wish it was a "mix" mind you.

After some really hard, deep, thrusts, he came, stood up, got dressed and left.

No one else took the bait so I hit the shower then bed. Some stats there - on Grindr, over 150 guys viewed me. On Fabguys, it was closer to 120 (and I am sure there were some of the same guys) but even if you take an average across both platforms, that is 165 guys. And only 4 fucked me. It's crazy these days.

Anyway, I can't wait for next time.

Doncaster hotel being whored out

 A couple of weeks ago, I got chatting to a top guy on Grindr then moved over to Kik.

I'm not going to like... I was a bit sceptical because he came over as just too good to be true. He was very much into anonymous and wanted me in my blindfold hood.

He was also very much into the idea of whoring me out for the evening.

I got to the hotel for about 5ish and quickly got checked in a douched/showered/ready. It was a cheap motel style of place with the rooms in an annexe and each one having a door straight outside...which is handy as hell to sluts like me.

It was clean and warm and comfy, so job done in that regard.

Had a couple of cheeky vodka's while I was prepping as well and I laid out a nice selection of poppers and lube ready to hand.

He arrived bang on time and we had a bit of a moment when, despite my trying to tape the door off the latch, it didn't open for him.

So..quick dash to open it, and back to the bed pulling my hood back down.

I *love* this hood. It completely blinds me whilst having a nice hole for my mouth to be used.

He was everything he'd promised. He forced my throat down his full length, making me gag. He fucked me hard and deep then went back to my mouth.

He had a lovely thick, hard cock that went deep into me.

And all the while he was on his mobile phone keeping his promise to whore me out.

After about an hour/hour and half of using my holes, he left but was still arranging others.

While he was doing that, I found a guy myself on grindr, who came around. He apologised it was only going to be a quick pump and dump (I mean come on...I love that).

 When he told me he was parked, I adopted the position, with my hood on.

He came into the room and after letting me suck him hard, he moved to my arse. Long, hard and relatively thin cock (y'know...my absolute favourite type) he slid in and after a few gentles pushes to get his rhythm, he absolutely pounded the fuck out of me. Fast and hard and with one aim - to get off.

He was true to his word and after a few minutes, he grunted that he was coming. I begged for it deep and he obliged, shoving all the way in so I could feel his pubes pushed up against me.

He got up and left. In the meantime, another guy had messaged and was showing less than 1,000 feet away.

He arrived within a few minutes and didn't even bother with my mouth, just straight into my arse. He mad a comment about how slimy with spunk it felt and how that was a turn on. 

This time round, this guy was more measured. Slow, deep, meaningful thrusts. He fucked me for about 15/20 minutes calling me all sorts of nasty slut (huge turn on) before he started to increase his pace. 

He asked me if he could cum inside me! Not sure why he felt the need to ask but of course I pretty much responded by thrusting back onto his cock and begging him to.

He came for England. He pulled almost all the way out of my hole and I could feel every pump of his bell end. There must have been a dozen good pumps of cum into me and then he slowly slid into me saying he wanted to force his cum into my slut guts.

He slapped my arse and got dressed and left.

I checked my phone to a message from my top saying a Pakistani guy he new was arriving, so once again I adopted the position.

He came in and got undressed and then used my throat viciously. He forced my head down and wouldn't relent when I was choking. 

I don't mind a bit of this but when a guy taps, it's time to let them up. He wouldn't and it was annoying me a bit.

Then he went to my arse and slammed straight in.

And here's where the fun ended because all I got was a wall of pain.

I stopped him, and tried a different position but he'd clearly done some kind of damage so I stopped.

Here he got whiny about wanting to fuck me and come on it'll be over in a minute or two so just put up with it...

And this is one of the reasons I'm less attracted to any Asian me. They tend, in my experience, to be selfish but poor tops. Selfish good ones are hot. Poor ones are just a turn off and pressuring someone who's said stop you've caused problems is a massive turn off.

I let him wank off over my masked face and then he left.

And unfortunately, that was that for the night. Which was a massive shame because I had a message from another top guy on his way to the hotel and my top friend who had another lined up.

I'm fine, in case you're wondering. After a couple of days everything was back to normal and I'll be slutting again soon.

The top guy is my new best friend though and no, I won't share him. ;-)

Some guys are just plain rude

 I went cruising again last night. I arrived just as it was starting to get dark. 

I prefer to get a bus to near the cruise then walk the rest of the way in. This particular place (the same as my last post) has two car parks you can walk between and plenty of wooded areas.

At the first location there were three cars parked up but no one getting out (I never get what that is all about but you see it all the time - drive to a car park and sit in the car - often with headlights on - then after a few minutes, drive to the other one and repeat over and over so I walked to the other one.

As I crossed the road near the car park I noticed another guy walking up the road and after wandering in the woods he bumped into me. He was clearly pissed out of his skull and could hardly stand upright.

He kept following me until I asked him not to.

Fast forwards a few minutes and I was gobbling a lovely cock when in the first guy storms, literally trying to drag the cock from my mouth, getting more desperate and aggressive each time.

I decided not to cause any scenes and walked away, letting him have the cock and went to another area.

After a few moments the other guy reappeared telling me he had vodka in his rucksack and did I want some?

No... go away.

I walked away and another guy followed. He was clearly a bit nervous, and kept looking around and jumping at shadows. He was just wanking himself hard when he suddenly pulled his pants up and walked away in a hurry.

Yep..idiot was stood a few feet away.

At this point I am fuming so I walked back to the first car park. Half way there though, I passed by a couple of cars parked in a laybye so walked between them into the woods. One of the guys followed me and whipped out a perfect cock. Already hard it was long and thin'ish. Hell yes.

I was slobbering on it while he stroked my arse. When he felt me lubed up, he positioned himself behind me and shoved his cock into me in one thrust. Heaven.

We'd just got into a good pace when..you guessed it. The moron came blundering down the path. The guy pulled out, pulled up his pants and left. Now this time I let rip - told the guy straight this is three fucking times you've wrecked my fun now fuck off away and leave me alone.

He made some comment about "it's you scaring them off" before he said "oh sorry mate it's you. sorry. what do you mean ruining your fun?" I was NOT in the mood for more bullshit and told him so.

After that he walked off but I could hear him shouting insults for a while!

Thankfully I didn't see him anymore after that but the night kind of fizzled.

On the plus side the guy who was balls deep came back and finished the job over the flatbed of his truck. He fucked me hard and fast and kept telling me my arse felt good and he couldn't wait to cum. When he did I begged for it as deep as possible and he obliged.

And that was it. By now it was close to midnight and I decided to head home.

I just don't get men like that. How can you be unaware of the problems you're causing? One day he'll get smacked and it'll be the other guys fault. Fucking idiot.

Bit of local cruising

I had a bit of free time one evening a couple of weeks ago so I decided I'd go back to the local cruising site.

I'd waited until it was just starting to get dark before I set off. It's a fairly convenient place for me as I can get a bus and walk half a mile to the cruise then after the same walk back, grab a taxi home. It means it's easier to blend in, as well as meaning I can have a couple of cheeky JD & Coke's without worrying about being over the limit.

It was surprisingly busy when I arrived but that frustrating part where people are just sat in their cars ignoring everyone. It's always confused me. You drive all the way to a woods to sit in your car avoiding contact.

At some point over the last few years, the forestry commission have hived off a big chunk of the car park and put gates up for a food van to park during the day but it does mean no cars there now. And also, to my horror they're blocked a good 50% of what remained with blocks and things as well (update - they've removed these and replaced with a restricted height gate) - and of course, that's the quiet bit guys tend to gravitate to to park up.

Anyway I walked past the cars and as I did I head two doors being closed behind me. A sneaky look back and I saw two guys had actually got out and were walking behind me.

I headed into the woods and slowed down. I stepped off the path and waited, huffing on my poppers as I did. 

The first guy walked right up in front of me and stood stroking his cock through his jeans.

I popped a bit of lube on my fingers and, as he stood watching, I added it to my hole.

That was his signal. He pulled his cock out as he stepped up, pushing my head down.

I assumed he wanted sucking but he turned me around and pulled my shorts down, presenting his cock to my hole. No questions, no talking. He paused as if waiting to see if I'd ask for a rubber or stop him. As if.

He pushed and slid into me. Thin and long just the way I love them. He started nice and slow and gentle.

By now the other guy had stopped and was wanking his cock. The guy inside me waved him over and he presented a very average length but massively thick cock to my mouth. I could literally only get the tip in.

The guy in my arse was encouraging him saying "feed him your cock." "Make him swallow your spunk" and "shoot it down his throat".

He was clearly getting off on his words as he thrust ever harder and faster. Still saying things like "make him swallow".

After a few minutes he grunted and said "I'm shooting in this slut!" and that was it. He thrust like crazy and grunted he was coming.

After he shot he told the other guy "You need a go on that. Top arse". He put his cock away and without another word walked off.

I was sucking the tip of the guy and he suddenly said "you want in your mouth or up your bum?

Of course I wanted it up me but his cock was too thick. I am talking girthier than a coke can! And I told him that to which he just said "yeah I get that a lot".

I kept doing my best to suck his big bell end. He produced a huge amount of lovely, salty precum.

I decided a while ago to swallow every time when guys shoot in my mouth but I wasn't prepared for the sheer volume of what this guy blew. He literally filled my mouth and more. I tried to catch the leakage but it kept coming. Three - I kid you not, three mouths full plus the leakage. And it was thick almost solid and I don't know how to describe it other than to say it was the spunkiest tasting spunk I've ever tasted. There was no sweetness or other tastes it was just like wallpaper paste thick, chewy spunk. 

The stuff I caught in my hands was almost dry lumps but I committed to myself so I ate it as well.

It sat quite heavily in my stomach but also I found it a turn on to have this thick spunk in my tummy where I could feel it. At that point I wished I'd at least got him to shoot it into my arse.

I commented how much there was and how thick it was and he just shrugged and said he hadn't cum in a week.

He wandered away and I hung around. I sat at a picnic table and watched as cars came and went but then suddenly it emptied.

I was just getting read to leave when a 4x4 pulled in and a guy got out smoking a cigarette. I walked past him into the other side of the woods and watched as he threw his cigarette down, stamped on it and followed me.

When he caught up we had a nod and I peeled my shorts down. He came over and played with my arse asking how many loads I'd got up there. "Just the one so far."

"Want mine?"

"Yes please."

Again no sucking. I bent over and he took his cock out, rubbing the tip around my hole. I had to bend quite low as he wasn't the tallest guy but he had a super hard, above average sized cock.

He rode really well. He pounded me hard then would slow down and then pound again.

He told me he can go for ages like that. I didn't mind as it wasn't exactly busy. 

After a few moments he asked to change position, asking if I'd lie down on my stomach for him. It was dry so why not.

Jesus he took the pounding to another level. I was in heaven. He didn't ask. Didn't slow down or change pace when he came he just announced he'd unloaded into me, got up, wiped his dick with some tissue, pulled up his pants and left.

I hung around a while but no one else turned up so I headed home.

When I got home though the thought, taste and feeling of that spunk was too much and I had a popper driven wank. I came twice. The firs time so hard, I hit my own face! Of course, I scooped it into my mouth and ate it.

Which turned me on again so I had another one.

It was a pleasant way to spend a few hours.

Oh and the last couple of weeks I've been chatting to a guy called Simon on Squirt. He's a regular reader of my blog apparently so shout out to you, Simon. I can't wait to the time we get an evening of my being your pure filthy bb slut.

First visit to cum coded

 I don't normally bother with the local sauna. The few times I've been it's turned out rather disappointing.

But they've been running an event for a while now called cum coded. The idea is simple - you sign in and choose two glow stick bands that signify position and safe sex preferences and wear them to signify to others what you're into.

So, pink for bottom and orange for bareback for me.

The evening itself opens at 6pm and runs to midnight. I got there around 7.45 as the site says lockers tend to fill up around 8.

It was busy but not packed when I arrived. I had my free shot, ordered a vodka and wandered.

To my dismay there seemed to be all green (safe) wristbands other than a couple of other bottoms.

After wandering and trying being bent over a in a couple of cubicles the action seemed to be almost non existent. "Here we go again!" I thought.

Eventually I made my way to the dark room and there were a few bodies around.

I bent over the central rotating column (not big enough to call a bed, though some of the more flexible guys can use it as such) and waited.

Within a few minutes a guy who'd been getting his cock sucked stood and came over. What surprised me here - he had a green band on but entered me raw.

He had a good sized cock to start. Big but not too big. He started off fairly slow and gently but before long her was pounding the living daylights out of me whilst I was huffing poppers and moaning encouragement.

Another guy fed his cock into my mouth and I was in spitroasted slut heaven.

Eventually the guy in my arse, ubelievably, started to pound even harder as he grunted his load into me.

He pulled out and the guy in my mouth walked around and took his place.

His cock felt about the same size and he went straight into deep hard thrusts and it wasn't long before he said he was cumming.

After he left, I stayed bent over and eventually I felt another cock entering me. Long and thin and very hard (the way I love them!). He took his time. Every thrust was slow but firm. I was huffing poppers in heaven.

He fucked me for around 15 minutes with the same pace, speeding up some towards the end and slamming home before he also said he was gonna cum. It felt like he was shooting inside me for ages (I'm sure he wasn't).

As he stepped away, another guy came up behind me and slid right on it. His cock was big and really stretched me but thankfully the others had opened me right up (I am really not sure I could have taken his first).

Unfortunately it wasn't a fast fuck and though he grunted he wanted to cum I am not sure if he actually did or not.

By this time there was a bit of safe group action going on next to me, and I was getting a bit pushed around so I wandered off to give them a bit of space.

As I went into one of the cubicles, a guy followed me so I did the right thing and bent over.

He was inside me in a flash. Average thickness cock but again quite long. 

The guy pushed me up onto the bed and climbed onto me while I laid facedown with my legs open. I do love that position as the top usually goes deeper and the load tends to get shot as far into me as possible.

I actually didn't think he was going to shoot - he rode me for a good 20/25 minutes but fuck it was good. Slow, deep to hard and fast so his balls were really slapping against me. When he announced he was about to cum he slowed right down and slid deep into me. I could feel his cock pulsing for once.

After he came he just laid there for a moment breathing heavily before standing up and leaving.

 I took another look around but it was getting a bit quieter and everyone I could see was bottom and/or safe so I got dressed, paid for my drinks and headed to a local cruise. Well when I slut, I like to slut.

I arrived and walked a few hundred yards to the cruise (a car park and picnic area). 

It immediately struck me as weird that there was only one car there at this time of night on a Friday but anyway as I walked past the car, a guy got out and followed me.

I leaned over one of the benches and he stroke my arse through my jeans whilst releasing his still semi soft cock.

I immediately bent down and sucked him hard, releasing my belt and buttons and letting my jeans fall to my knees.

He was fingering my hole which was dripping wet. He pushed me forwards and entered me easily. Again a nicely average cock.

After a few moments he asked me to bend lower on the seat of the bench rather than the table so I did. This gave him easier access.

It didn't take him long to blow what sounded like a fairly large load into me and we had a chat for a few moments.

He warned me not to expect too much as apparently human remains had been found about half a mile away and the other end of the access road to the way I'd walked in was closed and police were making occasional rounds. I checked the news later and he wasn't lying either.

After about 15 mins one other car pulled in but the driver never moved or gave any indication of his intent to do anything, so I headed home.

I got chatting to a guy on Fabguys but he was fucking weird and gave off all the wrong vibes so I turned him down.

After that, I just went to bed.

Fun night all in. My arse was well flooded with spunk and I felt amazing.

No emebellisments or bullshit

When I first decided to write about my sex life on here I promised myself that no matter what, I would never embellish things or bullshit just to get an audience.

After all, one of the reasons I write is so I can come back later and remember the sessions I've had over the years, not just to appeal to a wide audience. Don't get me wrong I LOVE the idea of other guys getting off on my adventures but it was never the primary reason to do this.

That's why I sometimes write about the disappointments or even go long periods where I don't blog - it's either simply because I've not had the opportunities to get cock (work can be a killer, plus I am an all but single parent from back when I was married - but that's a private story I won't be telling any time soon, sorry) or simply it was. say, a quickie of nothing notable worth writing about.

Anyway, I hope to keep writing here as and when so bear with me.

Thanks all x

London last week

Well I had to work in London last week so I thought I'd take the opportunity to get some cock.

I used the Central Park hotel as it has easy access (read: staff don't give a toss who comes and goes, which in my world is perfect).

I'd been previously chatting to a youngish black guy and once I got checked in and douched etc, he said he was making his way over and would be about 1-1.5 hours. 

In the meantime, another guy in his early 50's messaged me.

He came straight over and I was arse up waiting when he arrived but he wanted sucking first.

I think it's fair to say my deepthroat skills aren't quite as good as they used to be but when he wrapped his legs around my neck and held me balls deep into my throat despite my gagging, I was in slut heaven.

He has a decent sized cock as well - a good 7" and reasonable girth. 

This went on a while before he bent me over to start rogering the life out of me. God he had some pace. Thank god for horniness and poppers.

He flipped my over onto my back and tried to take some video but it didn't come out unfortunately.

After about 20 minutes he produced a toy and asked me to slide it into him which I did whilst I sucked his ever hard dick.

After another 5 mins or so he blew his load in my mouth. 

We chatted for a few moments and then he left.

Not long later, the black guy arrived. His cock was even bigger with a wicked curve to it, but it went down my throat easily enough.

He bent me over after about 10 mins of sucking him and pounded the living daylights out of me before very quietly cumming inside me. He then said "I came in you, I hope that's ok?" I mean... hell yes.

After that it got very quiet so I called it a night with a popper-fuelled wank.