The Cub Who Became My Boy @ MAL

16 January 2013 | 1 Comment

So after the flop with the bottom I intended to have as my fuck boy for the weekend, I wound up making a connection with the bottom who was at the Friday morning gangbang. In many ways he wasn’t at all my “ideal type”, but what I find is that on weekends like MAL I tend to go for guys who have a certain approach to sex – in particular they respond very strongly to touch. Caress them and they just snuggle up to you. That, and an intense desire to get fucked trumps having a perfect body, etc.

Here are some pics of him that I snapped one morning…

Cub ass up on the bed wanting to get fucked

You can see he’s even got a hairy back – something which is usually a turn off for me, but somehow I didn’t mind it with him…

Bottom with his ass up wanting to be bred

You can’t see it in the pics so much, but he had some muscle on him. It felt nice to feel the curves in his shoulders and arms. And he had pretty powerful legs. In many ways he was built sorta like I am now, only with a bit more of a gut.

But what attracted me to him was that he seemed emotionally needy. I know that may sound like a weird compliment, but he craved attention and I liked giving it to him.  I remember a similar (though brief) connection with a pup I met at the first MAL I went to 3 years, and then with the beefy “Canadian Sub” I hung out with at the last MAL I went to 2 years ago. While the pup was cute and young, it usually seems rare for me to have connections like that with young “hot” guys.

And it wasn’t like I was giving him all that much attention. I mean he was constantly making (positive) comments about my body, my dick, my musky body odor, etc. but I wasn’t all that verbal with him. Instead, the attention I showed him was more physical – lots of touch, and just wanting to spend time with him…

One thing about him that was a bit amusing was his love of bear/pup stuff. He loved to say “woof”. I wasn’t quite sure how to respond. I mean that level of bear play isn’t something I really get into. At the same time it was sorta cute that he was doing it. I just wasn’t going to “woof” back at him. I probably should have gotten into a little puppy play with him. I tried flogging him at one point but my mojo was rattled a bit when he told me my aim was off and I was wrapping his neck/shoulder. I pride myself in not doing stuff like that. The conditions weren’t quite right – it was hard to get a good swing in with all the furniture in the way, but still I shouldn’t have made that mistake. And I definitely should have videotaped some of our fucks. He said he would be into it, but I never set up the camera for one reason or another. There were a number of things I coulda/shoulda done with him that I didn’t, but I was happy just to spend quiet time with him, fucking him…

The first day after he got the 6 loads in the morning gangbang he went with PortaUrinal and me to a diner he knew about for breakfast. He needed to get some sleep before going to work. I needed some sleep too, so we came back to my room and slept much of the afternoon. Whenever I’d have a hardon I’d just wake him up by sticking my dick in his ass and fucking him. That pretty much was typical of the entire weekend. We spent a lot of time togehter – he was with me Friday during the day. Then he went to work, then he was with me from the wee hours of the morning on Saturday until he had to work that night. Then he came back after work and stayed all of Sunday. Sunday night I slept alone ’cause I needed a good sleep for the drive back to NYC, but he came by after I got up, got a couple loads, and then we went out for brunch. So he was nearly my constant companion for MAL… It was nice… I mean we fucked A LOT, and there was a good connection…

He had a nice hole – it felt good. But there was something about his hole that never got me to cum in his ass – it just didn’t rub my dick quite right or something. That’s actually sorta typical for me with beefy guys – I’m not sure why. I mean other guys had no problem cumming in him – so it wasn’t him per se. We tried all sorts of stuff. I tried a pig hole on him – but it seemed a bit big for him. Then we tried my cock sheath on him. I was surprised at how easily he could take that. That actually felt really good – and the head of my dick was hitting something and I nearly came. Then one morning he decided he would get the pig hole in him, so he put it up there, but when I stuck my dick in him he had this intense sensation and came without even touching himself like 10 seconds later. I never really got to fuck him properly that time.

I now wonder if I didn’t cum in his ass at some point – I mean I fucked him a lot and I got close a number of times – and there have been times in the past when I cum and don’t realize it. It was a bit of a bummer that I couldn’t cum easily with him. I would have liked to have given him load after load. But he seemed happy just with all the fucking. And in a way I did give him loads – they just weren’t mine. He got 6 loads Friday morning, and then another 2 loads Monday morning. He was good about taking loads – he wasn’t really into some of the tops (especially the black guys), but he took their loads to please me…

In hindsight one thing I would have like to do would be give him a sleeping pill and invite guys over to fuck him while he was semi-knocked out. Thing was, I didn’t think I had sleeping pills, when I actually did have them. I had seen this little container on the floor after one of the gangbangs and didn’t really investigate was it was. Finally I looked at it and saw a bunch of pills, but didn’t google their markings to figure out what they were. The morning I was leaving DC I finally looked up the markings on the pills. Turns out there 3 types of sleep aids in there, including Ambien, plus some other stuff. If I had known I had Ambien I would have given him one and watched as guys fucked him when he was just semi-conscious. I gotta say I did like see him getting fucked by other guys – it always seem to get me hard…

The one confusing thing about him was that he told me he was neg, but he didn’t really want to talk about it. I brought the subject up a few times in different ways, but he never really shared how he felt. So I’m thinking either he just doesn’t want to think about the risk he’s taking, or he’s actually poz and lied just to be one of my gangbang bottoms. He did tell me that he had talked to someone who told him I only hooked up with neg guys. That’s not true – what was true was that my goal was to only have neg guys as my gangbang bottoms, but I’m fine with fucking poz guys… I’d say most of the guys I fuck are poz.

The one load he did get from me was a piss load – I filled his ass with piss at one point. It was  big load too… Like PortaUrinal, he’s a piss bottom, but after hearing PortaUrinal say my piss was too strong for him, the cub didn’t want to drink any either – which was too bad…

He was actually pretty versatile. He kept playing with my ass and suggesting he should fuck me. Now that the doctor says my fissure is healed, I guess I could have let him fuck me, but it’s rare for me to even think about bottoming let alone do it. And that weekend wasn’t one of those times…

So all in all it was a good weekend in part because of the cub… I like having these sort of “weekend boyfriends” on sex party weekends. PortaUrinal is great company (we had adjoining rooms and spent a lot of time together), but having someone to sleep with and stick your dick in every time it gets hard, is pretty nice 😉