Finally Fucked Someone
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1 November 2008 | 1 Comment
Believe it or not, it’s been over two weeks since I fucked anyone. Somehow my efforts to find someone the last few days haven’t gone very well. There was the young guy in Inwood who kept asking if I was neg and never giving his address. Then there was the guy this morning who had great stats, but didn’t have any pics. I told him I wanted him to come here, he said he’d be right over, but never showed up. Then there were guys who wanted to hookup later…
On top of everything else my bf and I had another fight about me hooking up this morning. I hate those fights – really getting tired of them. He’s under incredible stress, so in the end I understand its not about me, but still I really, really hate them…
Anyway, this evening the skinny tattooed guy who lives not far from me wanted to hookup. I went over to his place. I really like this guy’s body – he’s short, super skinny – literally not an ounce of fat on him, has these great tattoos… The chemistry with him was a little awkward tonight – not sure why… I sorta forget if it was awkard last time or not.
Anyway, long story short, I had been hard pretty easily yesterday and today so didn’t think I needed a pill, but I guess I should have taken one. I was hard, but not not consistently hard. When I had him legs up I just didn’t feel much of anything, so I fucked him on his belly a bunch and nearly came twice, but just never came…
We fucked for a while on and off. And it was fun. At one point I wasn’t all that hard and he told me he was sorta sore ’cause he had gone to a halloween party last night and had gotten fucked by three guys. That got me totally hard. Then he told me he’s been fantasizing about getting gangbanged and he planned on buying a sling in a month or so and seeing if he could set up a gangbang. The idea of him getting gangbanged got me totally hard. There’s something about gangbang bottoms that just gets me going…
The other thing was he had “partied” last night and had crystal dick – his dick and balls were completely shriveled up, but I like that… On top of his skinny body it just made him seem like more of a bottom. I wondered if his PNPing didn’t contribute to the weird chemistry – who knows…
Anyway, after several rounds of rimming and fucking we just cuddled, and then I left… I satisfied my need to fuck, but tomorrow I need to take a pill and actually cum in someone’s ass… 😉
I follow your blog regularly. Had a supposedly “open” relationship, but in fact my partner at the time used a double standard—meaning that he was the one with the play pass, not me. I am all too familiar with the “fights” you describe. He could poison the environment of our living space the minute he walked in the door in one of his “moods”, all owing to a trick that I fucked, might have fucked, was thinking about fucking or a trick that I had not even identified yet.
Long story short, despite 4 years invested, when I added up the +’s against -‘s, the answer as to what to do became immediately clear—walked away from his sorry ass and never looked back.