Load 2011-3

Several of you have posted comments here on the blog wondering where I went… Well, I’m still around but I can sorta tell sex just isn’t going to be a priority this year. Those of you who know me know there’s a big personal project I’m working on. I feel like I’m burning the candle at 3 ends and I’m usually just too busy for sex. (Just to illustrate the change in focus – I’ve done 22 blog posts in the past two months on my personal, non-sexual blog many about the project). Yeah, I get horny, but if I don’t jack off my horniness hurts my productivity – so I just jack off.

Simply put there are times in ones life when sex just isn’t all that important – and this is one of those times for me. I’m sure there will be some negative feedback for saying that – whatever – it probably comes from people who haven’t achieved much in their lives. Anyone who’s pushed to achieve something knows what I’m talking about.

From the looks of it the project will be over at the end of the year or early next year – so there is light at the end of the tunnel 🙂  And it’s something I really want to accomplish – so it will all be worth it.

Since I last blogged I’ve had just 3 hookups…

First Hookup (almost 4 weeks ago)

The first one was with a guy I fucked a few times in the past – the last time was nearly 3 years ago. I had sorta forgotten the details of how the previous times had gone, but they came back pretty quickly as I was fucking him..

The guy had moved. He used to be in a slightly rough walk-up building in Hell’s Kitchen – now he’s in one of those new fancy doorman buildings in Chelsea. The funny part was the two apartments had similar layouts. While I felt good that he’s (apparently) doing better financially, I worried that he may have given up a rent stabilized apartment to get one that’s market rate – where the rent can go up very quickly. (A doorman studio in Chelsea goes for about $2650/mo compared to $1900/mo on average for a non-doorman studio in Hell’s Kitchen).

Anyway, that’s a digression… I get there and he wants to suck my dick right inside his front door (like before). He sucks and sucks and sucks, but I want to fuck. I start bending over to feel his ass, but he doesn’t get the hint. Finally I tell him (several times) that I want to fuck.

When I finally slide into him, his ass feels great – very smooth and sorta silky. But he’s not a very good bottom – I want him to arch his back differently so, with him bent over, I push on the small of his back, but he doesn’t change his position. The position is sorta awkward for me, so I tell him I want to fuck him on his bed.

We move to the bed and it continues to be déjà vu… There I am waddling over to his bed (my pants are around my ankles), and I have to figure out whether it’s worth the trouble to take my boots off so I can get my pants off and fuck him properly. I’m supposed to meet friends at Rawhide soon so I opt for keeping my pants on.

Once on the bed, the fuck is OK, but still not quite right… At one point I pull out and smell shit, so that’s the end of that. I go into the bathroom and wash the crap off my dick, text the buddy I’m meeting for drinks (he texted me in the middle of fucking), and tell the guy I have to leave.

I’m not sure why, but he feels guilty about fucking – says “we shouldn’t have done that”… But he always lets me do it. Problem is he never prepares properly – this wasn’t the first time he was dirty.

Second Hookup (the next day)

So I was horny the next day ’cause I hadn’t cum the night before. There’s a guy who moved into my general neighborhood who I fucked years ago. My spreadsheet of fucks goes back to 2006 and it was before that – not sure exactly when it was, but I do remember fucking him (he remembered and said “so it’s been ___ years”). When I saw him we both had changed since our first hookup (me probably more than him with all the weight I put on).

Anyway, it was a pretty straightforward pump-and-dump. He was a good fuck. Didn’t last too long and as he was leaving he said something like “quick and nasty – just like I like it”… He got what he came for a load in his ass he could take to work. Bet he had a big grin on his face that day as he dealt with his customers as cum was leaking out of his ass… 🙂

Third Hookup (almost 2 weeks ago)

I had a few options that day. The guy from the second hookup was one option, but I didn’t want to fuck the same guy two times in a row. I probably should have gone with him though. Anyway, I had to stop in Harlem for something and then the plan was to stop by the Upper West Side to fuck a cumhole I’ve fucked many times over the past 7 years. I texted him from Harlem to confirm and he had double booked and canceled on me.

So I went down to the Rawhide and where I was going to meet a friend. I was early (’cause I hadn’t stopped to fuck) and he was running late, so as I drank my beer I checked on BBRT for ass in the neighborhood. Usually I strike out with that, but this was my lucky day – a hot guy nearby was up for a quickie pump-n-dump.

I walked over to his place, and he had left the door ajar and was on his bed with his ass propped up on two pillows. Hot body and sweet ass! His hole even felt good as I was fucking it. usually I don’t like pillows under a bottom, so I took out one and then the next, but in his case at least one pillow was a good idea.

He had a great hole, but I didn’t manage to cum in his ass. It was a combination of things – 1) I had had a pint of beer and usually I’m no good sexually when I’ve got alcohol in me – though I didn’t think 1 pint would make a difference, and 2) I was sorta rushed – I needed to get back to Rawhide to meet my friend, and lastly I just sorta wore our before I was able to cum.

I stopped at one point. Caressed him very briefly. Got up and zipped up my pants and left. As I was leaving he said “that was hot”.  I never let on that I hadn’t cum. Not sure if he figured it out or not…

So that’s the extent of my sex life lately – not really much to report… Gotta work on improving that a bit… Hopefully the project will stop being so stressful and I’ll relax enough that I want to fuck.