Load 2013-51 & 2013-52

Had two very different hookups last week. The first one was with the black thug that I fucked at the beginning of the year. He was back in town and had been hitting me up wanting my load. I get the sense that we come from very different backgrounds and perspectives. The connection is completely in the sex and in breeding his ass. He was hungry for it and I needed to get off.

It was a pretty routine hookup. He arrived, we stripped down, he started sucking my dick but as usual the blow job wasn’t really doing it for me (I just had a chubby – not a full hardon), so I had him get on all fours on the bed and I rimmed him to get fully hard. I then fucked him on his belly and it didn’t take all that long before I blew a load up his ass. I had taken a Cialis, so I just kept fucking him slowly until my dick finally went down (which took a while). He bills himself as vers, so I was sort of expecting him to jack off, but he didn’t feel the need. Then we chatted a bit, and then he got dressed and took off. The only slightly weird part of it was that he wanted moisturizer when he getting dressed. (Is that a black thing? I think I’ve had some other black guys ask me for moisturizer as well.)

The other guy is someone who’s been hitting me up for a while now – he looks Middle Eastern (comes from a place that is on the edge of the Middle East). I was a little worried about the hookup. He said he’d been parTying (bad sign), and even joked about having me pick up needles for him (I had to stop by a pharmacy on the way there). Guys who slam are generally pretty mess and not the greatest fucks, but I was in his neighborhood and figured “what the hell?”.

I get there and he’s probably 25 or 30 pounds heavier than in his pictures. My dick doesn’t really do well with stocky guys and he was definitely rather cubbish. I mean cubs are cute and he was rather adorable when he was sucking my dick and looking up at me, but that was sorta of strike two. Even though he had plenty of warning on when I’d be there, he wasn’t ready and he left me alone in his bedroom for a while when I got there. I just spent the time jacking my dick. It was a little odd, but I wouldn’t go as far as saying it was strike three or anything.

He was definitely an eager and enthusiastic bottom. In that way he was a great fuck. But despite his wanting my load and his having parTied, he had issues taking my dick. He kept wanting me to slow down or pull out for a break. That much was sorta typical for someone who’s high unfortunately. I kept trying to cum, but wasn’t having any luck. Tried all sorts of different positions, but nothing seemed to get my orgasm to cum.

Towards the end he got into a little HIV fetish talk. He’s neg and on PrEP but has a fantasy of getting pozzed. That sort of thing might have gotten me over the edge if it had happened earlier in the hookup, but at that point my dick was starting to be uncooperative. We fucked a lot, but I finally just had to say sorry for not cumming, but I need to go.

But then later he texted me saying all sorts of cum was pouring out of his ass. Apparently I had cum in him quite a bit and didn’t realize it. It happens. I just wish I had known I was cumming.

This week I had horrible luck hooking up on Monday. I was going in and out of being horny – with generally isn’t a very good sign for me. When I was horny, no one was interested. When I wasn’t horny guys were hitting me up. In fact two different REALLY hot young jock bottoms wanted me to fuck them, but it happened at a time when I wasn’t really in the mood and they wanted me to travel to them. My mind was willing, but my dick and libido just weren’t cooperating. I wound up just jacking off and collapsing in front of the couch to watch TV.

We’ll see if I get any action today. I’m hoping I get a simple, decent fuck in.