It seemed I've skipped someone... the third guy in January... the one that made me orgasm...
I know, I know, almost all of my posts have me orgasming in someone's ass yes? But this time, it was not in the ass. It was a handy...
It all started... *going into story mode* when I chatted with someone on IRC... I swear to God, one of these days I am gonna have a story where it doesn't start with IRC or Manjam or Gayromeo or Facebook...
I digress... IRC, chatting... exchanging of pics... we both likey... exchanging of phone numbers... SMSes... then we meet up... you know the usual drill...
He is slightly older than me... shaved bald... not muscular but not flabby either... like a tough bear, except he is not really hairy...
He wanted to meet up one morning and he even brought breakfast... we chatted for a while before we adjourned to the bedroom... I knew he liked me because we exchanged pics and he really wanted to get into my pants.
So after the necessary gropings, the clothes flew off. He took charge and roamed my body with his tongue. His nipple work was particularly impressive...
.........
Crap, I could not recall much about our encounter... guess it was nothing special apart from the handy... okay, I'm skipping to the handy then...
He really wanted me to cum... but I just could not do so unless deeply embedded inside an ass... he jerked me with fervor with one hand and played with my nipple with the other... when he got tired he asked me to masturbate myself...
But all that accomplished was making my hand tired... He grabbed Holden Jr and masturbated... he stuck to his guns and did it until I felt the beginnings of a climax... I started to move my hips as though I was fucking an ass... coupled with the friction from his handy, it was starting to feel really good... before I knew it, I had climaxed, all over myself... it took him all of 45 minutes give or take the amount of time we put in for the foreplay...
This is the third time I came via a handjob... I normally don't... and there are very little brave souls out there who would work on Holden Jr for that long to make me cum...
So after kissing him deeply, we got cleaned up and he sent me off to Times Square for my bowling practice...
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Funky
I was online one night, mostly playing FB games... and parked at IRC... hehehe...
Someone messaged me and we got to chatting for a while... he has no pic to trade, but he liked my pic... so we exchanged phone numbers and kept in touch... but somehow I got the distinct impression that he does not wanna have fun with me... I am okay with that... being friends is a good thing too...
So one night, he messaged, asking if he could come over since he was passing through Permaisuri... I was free so we set a time to meet...
He seems okay. Cute. But non-threatening. His body lingo did not tell me he was interested in having sex, even though I asked him to come up and he said yes. Maybe he just wanted to see my place... all our communications also did not suggest any such sexual connotations... did not even know he was a top or a bottom..
Once we were inside the flat, we talked about the normal stuff and yet he still did not show any signs of wanting sex. He even said he needed to leave soon because he had another client he had to go meet. Talking it is then.
After a while, he started to touch me. Lingering touch here and there. Then, the conversation steered towards sex stuff. This was when he said he was only top. But it was already time for him to go and the client had called.
He ignored the guy's calls and engaged in the horizontal tango. He pushed me down on the bed and kissed me. He groped my crotch while I grope his. Felt weird. Need to rip open pants to see...
He took off my tee and licked my nipples. Then he took off his own clothes. I took his cue and took off mine. He resumed the nipple work while I finally get to see why I felt weird groping him. His cock was slightly bent. Not a full-on hook but the curve was noticeable.
Oh-oh. How's that gonna feel up my ass?
I pushed him down now and started to work on his nipples. Then I sucked his dick to full hardness. Yep, no two ways about it. It was curvy like a hook...
He asked for a condom. I suited him up but then I realized I had not done the necessary things to be a bottom. Aaaaannnnnddd I am sure you guys know where this story is headed...
But before that... I lubed his cock and my ass and attempted to sit on it. Okay, went through okay, mostly coz it's not that thick but still sizeable... once I hit the curve, not the shopping mall, was when it started to feel weird... but not weird enough to stop...
I managed to take it all in but the riding part was a bit off coz I could not really ride... or I could ride but I did not feel anything... either or I guess... not too sure at that point...
I tried leaning back. I tried leaning forward. Nothing ever felt right for that ride... so when he asked to change positions, I agreed immediately...
But when we moved and his cock came out, I felt icky and then there was a whiff of something unpleasant... yes, yes, ewww... but the guy raised my legs and penetrated... and kept fucking me... but at that angle, it was slightly unbearable... plus I was already turned off...
So I told him to stop... and went to clean up... but there was nothing... no smell, no icky stuff anywhere on my ass... was I imagining it? Even when the guy went to the toilet, there was no smell and the condom on his penis was clean...
But as soon as I got back to the bed... there it was... an unseemly spot on the sheet, albeit a tiny one... but still a noticeable spot... but there was no smell... just splooge of a different color...
Anyways, I ripped off the bed sheet and put it in the washing machine while the guy got ready to leave... once he was gone and the sheet was spinning in the machine, I got to ponder about all those encounters where I get chocolate surprises... guess from now on, no matter what, stop and get your body ready... huhuhu
Someone messaged me and we got to chatting for a while... he has no pic to trade, but he liked my pic... so we exchanged phone numbers and kept in touch... but somehow I got the distinct impression that he does not wanna have fun with me... I am okay with that... being friends is a good thing too...
So one night, he messaged, asking if he could come over since he was passing through Permaisuri... I was free so we set a time to meet...
He seems okay. Cute. But non-threatening. His body lingo did not tell me he was interested in having sex, even though I asked him to come up and he said yes. Maybe he just wanted to see my place... all our communications also did not suggest any such sexual connotations... did not even know he was a top or a bottom..
Once we were inside the flat, we talked about the normal stuff and yet he still did not show any signs of wanting sex. He even said he needed to leave soon because he had another client he had to go meet. Talking it is then.
After a while, he started to touch me. Lingering touch here and there. Then, the conversation steered towards sex stuff. This was when he said he was only top. But it was already time for him to go and the client had called.
He ignored the guy's calls and engaged in the horizontal tango. He pushed me down on the bed and kissed me. He groped my crotch while I grope his. Felt weird. Need to rip open pants to see...
He took off my tee and licked my nipples. Then he took off his own clothes. I took his cue and took off mine. He resumed the nipple work while I finally get to see why I felt weird groping him. His cock was slightly bent. Not a full-on hook but the curve was noticeable.
Oh-oh. How's that gonna feel up my ass?
I pushed him down now and started to work on his nipples. Then I sucked his dick to full hardness. Yep, no two ways about it. It was curvy like a hook...
He asked for a condom. I suited him up but then I realized I had not done the necessary things to be a bottom. Aaaaannnnnddd I am sure you guys know where this story is headed...
But before that... I lubed his cock and my ass and attempted to sit on it. Okay, went through okay, mostly coz it's not that thick but still sizeable... once I hit the curve, not the shopping mall, was when it started to feel weird... but not weird enough to stop...
I managed to take it all in but the riding part was a bit off coz I could not really ride... or I could ride but I did not feel anything... either or I guess... not too sure at that point...
I tried leaning back. I tried leaning forward. Nothing ever felt right for that ride... so when he asked to change positions, I agreed immediately...
But when we moved and his cock came out, I felt icky and then there was a whiff of something unpleasant... yes, yes, ewww... but the guy raised my legs and penetrated... and kept fucking me... but at that angle, it was slightly unbearable... plus I was already turned off...
So I told him to stop... and went to clean up... but there was nothing... no smell, no icky stuff anywhere on my ass... was I imagining it? Even when the guy went to the toilet, there was no smell and the condom on his penis was clean...
But as soon as I got back to the bed... there it was... an unseemly spot on the sheet, albeit a tiny one... but still a noticeable spot... but there was no smell... just splooge of a different color...
Anyways, I ripped off the bed sheet and put it in the washing machine while the guy got ready to leave... once he was gone and the sheet was spinning in the machine, I got to ponder about all those encounters where I get chocolate surprises... guess from now on, no matter what, stop and get your body ready... huhuhu
Monday, February 8, 2010
Sugar Boy 2
So this went on for a few more days, until I got tired of doing so... the paying for him thingy... he would guilt-trip me into meeting him for lunch or dinner just so I could pay for his food... sigh...
Anyways, there was this one time I went back to his place with him... as per usual, he was all over me... but he wanted to fuck me again... the last time he fucked me, I was really sore and could not really sit down properly... huhuhu... my office mates were all suspicious already...
I told him there would be no me bottoming, at least until I healed... okay, I told him I'd never bottom for him again... he had no finesse, just enthusiasm, over-eagerness, big cock and the stamina of a youth... sigh...
He made a face and stopped touching me... fine by me coz I was really sore up to a point where it was hurting... then he changed his mind and blew me...
When I was hard enough, he climbed on top and sat on it and rode... until I was bored and we switched positions, without taking Holden Jr out... he was on his belly and I was on top of him... fucking him hard until I come...
It was a particularly bad day for me at work... after the shower, I thought I could get some sleep... but once he was done with his online stuff, he made a move to wake up Holden Jr... I let him... hehehe... what? I love sex... even though I am tired...
But after a while, he turned me on my stomach and attempted to fuck me again... the pain in my ass (literally) flared up again and I snapped at him... if he were in pain, I would not be forcing... this is verging on rape... which I had to admit had a kind of thrill to it... but I was not feeling it since the pain was unbearable...
He still tried to get some sex out of it but as he could not penetrate, he decided to sit on my cock and ride until he came...
Cut to: the morning...
I was sound asleep when I felt something warm on Holden Jr... yes, it was a new kind of alarm clock... by the time I was fully awake, he was already mounted on top of me and riding like there's no tomorrow... at one point, he stopped riding... I grabbed him and move his hips as though he was still riding... felt damn good...
I was lost in euphoria until I glimpsed at my handphone... it was almost 9am... we had to go... so I faked an orgasm and we got ready to go to work...
Once we were out the door, I contemplated about him... him and me... us... our future... I decided to not see him anymore after I bought him breakfast and gave him money for lunch and dinner...
Anyways, there was this one time I went back to his place with him... as per usual, he was all over me... but he wanted to fuck me again... the last time he fucked me, I was really sore and could not really sit down properly... huhuhu... my office mates were all suspicious already...
I told him there would be no me bottoming, at least until I healed... okay, I told him I'd never bottom for him again... he had no finesse, just enthusiasm, over-eagerness, big cock and the stamina of a youth... sigh...
He made a face and stopped touching me... fine by me coz I was really sore up to a point where it was hurting... then he changed his mind and blew me...
When I was hard enough, he climbed on top and sat on it and rode... until I was bored and we switched positions, without taking Holden Jr out... he was on his belly and I was on top of him... fucking him hard until I come...
It was a particularly bad day for me at work... after the shower, I thought I could get some sleep... but once he was done with his online stuff, he made a move to wake up Holden Jr... I let him... hehehe... what? I love sex... even though I am tired...
But after a while, he turned me on my stomach and attempted to fuck me again... the pain in my ass (literally) flared up again and I snapped at him... if he were in pain, I would not be forcing... this is verging on rape... which I had to admit had a kind of thrill to it... but I was not feeling it since the pain was unbearable...
He still tried to get some sex out of it but as he could not penetrate, he decided to sit on my cock and ride until he came...
Cut to: the morning...
I was sound asleep when I felt something warm on Holden Jr... yes, it was a new kind of alarm clock... by the time I was fully awake, he was already mounted on top of me and riding like there's no tomorrow... at one point, he stopped riding... I grabbed him and move his hips as though he was still riding... felt damn good...
I was lost in euphoria until I glimpsed at my handphone... it was almost 9am... we had to go... so I faked an orgasm and we got ready to go to work...
Once we were out the door, I contemplated about him... him and me... us... our future... I decided to not see him anymore after I bought him breakfast and gave him money for lunch and dinner...
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Repent
I used to have a dilemma about my existence since my religion forbids my sexuality. Slowly and surely, I've accepted who/what I am and I am not sorry. Since my religion dictates that I'd be going straight to hell, I might as well have fun and go out in a bang! :) this shows u are a muslim..n i really hope, when the time is come (death) u still a muslim...when the last word lailahaillaallah coming from ur mouth..jannah (syurga) will waiting 4 you..walau sebesar zarah iman kamu terhadap allah maka syurga la tempat kamu akhir nanti..if your dead as non muslim :(then the hell will torture u..please dear,jgn ikut kate setan..sebab seyan tu akan musnahkan anak2 adam sampi kiamat nant..pleaaasse..dont do this again..and im here pray to Allah that you will be coming a great muslim..selagi matahari does not rise in west...then u still have time 2 taubat and Allah itu maha pengampun lagi maha penyayang...repent my dear muslim..dont give up man!! and your existence, really make different in this world..fatihah scorpirel_tehaz@yahoo.com.my
Thanks dear, I shall keep that in mind... :)
To the other readers, tune in to my brain frequency and read the bold part of that comment... tell me you read it as I did...?
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