Loads 2022-1 & 2022-2

There’s a lot I could say about what’s been going on with me, but not quite ready to share all the gory details quite yet. One thing I will say is that I really miss the risk there used to be with barebacking – back before there was PrEP. I used to really get off on a neg bottom just trusting/hoping I was neg. It always amazed me that a bottom’s desire to be bred was stronger than their desire to stay neg. I mean I came out in 1989 – so for the first 7 years of my gay life sex was synonymous with risk – and bareback fucking was extremely high risk – it could literally kill you. So for me sex has always been a game of calculated risk.

Now with PrEP there’s basically no risk – other than with run-of-the-mill STIs that can be cured it’s all pretty much safe sex these days – which isn’t nearly as fun. 😈 Mind you, the “safe sex” feels 100x better these days than it did back in the day with condoms, but it’s lacking the edge. Among other things, I’m wondering if I should get back into BDSM and find a pain pig…

Suffice it to say COVID didn’t help my sex life. After having gone through the whole AIDS epidemic I’m wary of deadly infectious diseases that aren’t well understood. Plus, being 50-something with hypertension puts me at a bit of risk. So I just stepped back for a while. I did do some hookups last year, but not nearly as many as I would have liked. And this year Omicron made the infection rate shoot up really high. Just when it was getting low enough for me to feel comfortable it went up again.

That said, this isn’t two years ago, or even a year ago. They do understand the basics of COVID now and I’m probably really low risk since I’m 4x vaxxed. So can’t say I’ll be going to crowded bars or sex clubs any time soon, but I’m gonna start trying to do more one-on-ones, and maybe mix it up with quiet nights at the Eagle on the off chance it’s cruisy.

A couple weeks ago I fucked a few guys…

First guy was a gangbang at “that hotel” everyone’s using these days for gangbangs. There was another top in there fucking the guy when I got there. Both the top and the bottom were really verbal in a way that seemed forced and weird. The top was good about letting me step in and fuck. It seemed like he had been there for a while and was in no hurry to leave. I started fucking the guy with my PA in. But the room was really really hot and it was clear I couldn’t cum. So I took a break, took my PA out, and jacked a bit while trying to cool down. Then I went at it again, but I was overheating and could tell I’d never cum. So I gave up, went into the bathroom and tried to dry myself off with paper towels and then I left.

The next day I still needed to cum so I had this black guy over who I’ve fucked before (9! years ago). He’s aged, but he still had a great body – short, muscular – just how I like my bottoms 😉 I needed to cum so badly I didn’t last long. I felt a little bad about it. But I continued to pump his ass until I went soft, then we laid kinda spooning while I felt him up – which he seemed to like. For family reasons he’s in my neighborhood pretty regularly, so I’m hoping he’ll become a regular fuck buddy.

Then a few days later I was out in the Pines for Memorial Day weekend. I was supposed to hookup in the Meat Rack with this bottom off Twitter (who’s neg and not on PrEP 😈), but the Meat Rack is basically a huge maze and I wasn’t specific enough about where to meet, so about when I needed to get back I came across this bottom (fairly lean, probably 40-something with really short salt-n-pepper hair) bent over taking dick with one or two other guys waiting to fuck him. I joined the cue, the top who was fucking him came in his ass, and an older top started fucking him. But the bottom wasn’t really into the older guy (even though he had a nice dick), so he turned and planted his ass on my dick. Given the scene it was no big deal that I came pretty quickly. Problem was when I pulled out there was shit on my dick. Luckily I had brought some paper towels to clean up with. When I said “Shit, he’s dirty” all the tops except the older guy left. Either the older guy didn’t hear me or he didn’t mind fucking a dirty hole.

Hopefully tomorrow I’ll fuck the hot bug chaser I fucked last year. Thing is with bug chasers I’m often not sure if they’re actually bug chasers or just pretending to be a bug chaser. His profile now says “positive” (not “undetectable”) – not sure if that means he’s actually tested poz or that he hasn’t tested and he’s just assuming he’s poz. I’ll ask after I breed him. I like the idea of fucking a toxic ass – especially on a hot guy – it give me the element of risk I’ve been missing… 😈

Load 2007-23

Tonight a guy in the neighborhood sent me a message on Manhunt saying “seed me”. I first fucked him 10 years ago this month – a few times, and then a few years later – once in the bathroom of a school he was going to. He was wearing sweat pants and no underwear. He took my load and then went to class where my load seeped out… But I digress…

So we arrange a quick pump-and-dump in the park next to where we live, while I’m out walking the dogs. We meet up, go down to the end of a dead-end trail, tie up the dogs, he sucks my dick a little, then pulls down his pants and I start fucking him. It’s freezing out with icy snow on the ground, but I don’t care… I had put one of those soft rubber cock rings on so I had a nice chubby.

I was fucking a bit like a jack rabbit – quick and hard. He asked me to slow down and do long strokes. Normally I don’t like bottoms calling the shots, but I’ve always had a thing for this guy… I slow down, it feels good. I had been on the edge of cumming earlier that night and knew it wouldn’t take much for me to cum, and sure enough after a little bit I let loose in his ass – nice big load too.

I put my dick back into my pants, he wipes his butt with a paper towel, mentions how much I cam and we split. (I saw him walking off deeper into the park – probably looking for more loads – the park here is pretty cruisy)…

I get home and when I got to the bathroom and notice my boxers are a bit “dirty”, which means he must have been as well. So I decide to take a shower before bed. That breaks my routine of going directly to bed when I get back from the dog walk. I then lay down on the couch and channel surf. There’s a 24 hour news channel here in NY (local news, not CNN). I flip to it at the top of the hour and do something I almost never do – watch the 11:00 news. One of the top stories was about a big high profile accident downtown. I recognized some of the details of the accident and got online to verify that our friend wasn’t hurt…

But he was hurt, and after a lot of phone calls we found out that it looks like he’ll be paralyzed from the waist down. While that’s horrible news, if I hadn’t hooked up tonight we wouldn’t have known about it – it would have been another normal night where I went right to bed after walking the dogs.

It also points out the fragility and unpredictability of life… But that’s a whole other topic…

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