Archives

All posts for the month June, 2014

This afternoon TRADE threw me what has got to be one of the best birthday parties I’ve ever had.

Ok, so it wasn’t really for me, but it was an awesome party and it happened to be on my birthday, so I’m taking it for my own.

When I got to the bar, the place was empty, except for a line waiting to get upstairs to the patio. I had left my phone at home, not wanting to worry about where to put it if I suddenly found myself without pockets, so I didn’t even know for sure if my friends were there. The last thing I wanted was to wait half an hour and pay cover only to find out that I didn’t know anybody up there. The line turned out not to be so bad, though, when two thugish looking twinks in front of me basically started fucking just to pass the time. I didn’t mind sticking around to watch that.

When I finally did get upstairs, I found a patio full of hot guys, almost none wearing shirts and some not in shorts either, and right as I walked in a friend of mine was standing right there getting a blowjob from this cute scruffy guy. I walked right up and said my hellos, as if the blowjob happened was no big deal, and my friend introduced the scruffy guy to me. I forget his name now (I’m thinking maybe Leon?) but I remember having lots of fun with him. As soon as we were introduced, he grabs my cock, pulls it out of my shorts, and goes down to suck it. What a greeting to the party!

It’s wasn’t a complete orgy or anything, but I was hard most of the time and saw (and took part in) a fair number of blowjobs happening. It was also fun just spending time with some good friends, and some new friends. There was one guy in particular that I was really crushing on (still am, actually) and was thrilled to get to know him a bit better. Not to mention seeing get a little slutty himself (in the best possible ways).

As the night wore on, the TRADE event technically ended, although the scene on the patio was exactly the same. The only difference was that the bounces started breaking up blowjobs. It was a little weird that at 8:59 you could suck all the cock you wanted out in the open but at 9:00 you couldn’t. Maybe because they stopped warning people at the door to the bar what they might find inside.

In any case, we hung around a bit longer, but soon I was starting to feel really beat, and it was time to head out. My blowjob friend from the beginning of the night was still hanging around, and feeling each other up, he offered to come home with me. At this point, I should mention, he was down to just a pair of red spandex shorts, and the exhibitionist in me was really turned on by the fact that he had nothing else to wear until he got back to his hotel. I was really tempted to bring him with me, but at the same time I’m not really a take-them-home kind of guy (once home in private I’m more interested in other things than getting off, whereas I really get off on the sexual dynamics of a group of uninhibited friends at a bar). So I turned him down and went on my way to get some much needed rest on my own.

Though I didn’t get off, I had a hell of a good time. It was definitely one of the highlights of World Pride.

Email this to someoneShare on FacebookTweet about this on TwitterShare on TumblrShare on RedditShare on StumbleUponShare on Google+
Leave a Comment

Church Street is packed with people this weekend for Pride — actually, since Thursday, when the streets were so full of pedestrians they had to close it to cars. Pedestrians win! The main event isn’t until tomorrow (Sunday), but again I couldn’t wait, so with a little coaxing from my friends I stripped down completely in the street. Always a huge rush to do that. It only lasted a few minutes though. After my friends took a couple pics (ones I promised not to share since it’s not just me in them, sorry), a cop who had been watching from the other side of the streetstrolled over:

“Having fun?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I replied a little sheepishly, knowing what was coming, but still probably grinning like an idiot.

“Have you made your point?”

“… yeah…”

“Ok, put your pants back on”

“Ok.”

And I did, because I wasn’t there to cause trouble. Had it been parade day, or if I had kept moving and didn’t just stay by where all the cops happened to be standing, I’m sure I could have gotten away with it for much longer, but I still got my thrill.

Email this to someoneShare on FacebookTweet about this on TwitterShare on TumblrShare on RedditShare on StumbleUponShare on Google+
Leave a Comment

Ok, now that pride has officially started, I need to take advantage of all the hot guys in town. It didn’t take long to find someone on Grindr that wanted to use me. There’s no need to describe what happened, since he was more than willing to get it on video, and was looking forward to posting it online himself.

For those of you on Tumblr, it’s got thousands of notes now, so feel free to reblog it! (click here).

For the rest, watch it on xtube:

Email this to someoneShare on FacebookTweet about this on TwitterShare on TumblrShare on RedditShare on StumbleUponShare on Google+
Leave a Comment

I’m way behind on posts. Finally posting this on August 10th, working through about a month of back posts. I’ve been keeping drafts to makes sure the timing and number of cumshots is still accurate, but unfortunately the write-ups might not be as long and detailed until I catch up…

It’s World Pride this year in Toronto, and I really wanted to save up for a while before Pride itself so I’d be really wound up and ready to have quite a bit of fun.

Number of times cumming in 2014: 5 (plus 1 bonus shot; only 7 left!)
Current time without cumming: 13 days, 2 hours

With almost two weeks built up already I am already really horny, and already psyching myself up to get some action. Pride officially started tonight and though the parade isn’t for another week, I was thinking a lot of people might already be in town and looking to get off. I decided not to wait, and go slut it up at the bathhouse as a kind of opening ceremonies for myself.

Unfortunately my great reasoning didn’t quite work out, and the bathhouse wasn’t quite as hopping as I was hoping it might be. There were a fair number of people around, but not the hot crowds that pride promised.

I did spend some time on my knees in the dark room / play maze area and sucked a few cocks. There were a couple hot guys floating around; one really fit asian guy that I liked feeling up as he leaned up against the wall and I was on my knees servicing. I probably took two or three loads in the face and swallowed one before deciding to take a break—and this is without really even seeing the guys, it being so dark.

I went down to the wet area, rinsed off in the showers, and went into the steamroom. The layout of this place has a big glass wall facing the showers, and because it’s darker in the steamroom you can sit there and watch guys showering or walking by to the hot tub. It’s a good way to see who is around. One guy in particular caught my eye at this point: probably early to mid twenties, tall, dark hair, kind of lanky but well defined, and wearing, of all things, a pair of running sneakers. Not your usual footwear in the showers.

He came in to the steamroom and sat a little ways away from me. He seemed like he was actively ignoring everybody, like a closeted guy desperately trying to avoid looking at someone’s junk in a high school locker room. Definitely the hottest guy around, though. I tried catching his eye but he was determined to stay staring at that spot on the wall. A couple guys did approach him, touched his leg, but he immediately pushed their hands away and said “No thanks, I’m good”. Ok, so maybe this guy really isn’t interested in doing anything.

I’ve never been one for sitting in the heat for long, so I got up, had another quick rinse in the showers, and then walked down to the hottub. I was still trying to catch his eye, smile at him, make sure he saw where I was headed, just in case he was paying attention out of his peripheral vision.

After only about a minute, he came out of the steam room and walked down to the hot tub (setting his sneakers neatly by the side with his towel before getting in). There were two other guys in there who greeted us as we got in. He said “Hi” politely, and this time we briefly made eye contact as he got in, but there wasn’t much communication after that. At least here he was watching the porn, glancing around the room a bit, and I hope checking me out a bit. I’m pretty sure he knew I was playing with myself under the water. But again, I knew he wasn’t going to be the most approachable. I figured my best chance was just to make it known I was interested, not come on to strong, and hope he would come to me.

I knew nothing was going to happen in the hot tub with these other guys around, so I decided to move back to the steam room, and this time definitely made eye contact with the guy as I left. Ok, I thought, this is it. If he follows, I know he’s interested, but if not, then I’ll give up and move on.

Sure enough, less than a minute later he was back in the steam room—sneakers back on—and taking a seat about two feet away.

I started to play with myself under my towel, still not wanting to come on too strong to scare him away, but still making it clear that I was getting off on checking him out. He was watching out of the corner of his eye, still seeming kind of skittish, but soon he was scooching along be bench a bit, getting closer, and before long his hand was on my leg. Game on.

Almost right away he leaned over and started kissing me. Hot, I thought, that a guy who I thought seemed nervous about hooking up with a guy at all, just dived right in. I was really enjoying making out with this guy as he jerked me off and my hands were all over his nice tight body. Others in the room started taking interest, and as always happened, started moving in to take part. This is bad, I thought; I already know he’s not into these guys. He pushed their hands away again, but they stayed where they were right beside and in front of us watching. Every once in a while a hand would start to wander and again we’d have to move it.

“Let’s go somewhere else,” he said.

“Do you have a room?” I asked. Usually I have no interest in going to a guy’s room (if I wanted to have sex in private I’d have just invited someone over to my place from Grindr), but for this guy I might make an exception.

“No, do you?”

“No, but we can find somewhere.”

We got up and headed upstairs, to the dark area, where I knew there were lots of dark corners. Once we were in a spot that I thought might be pretty well sheltered, I pushed him up against the wall, took his towel off, and got down to my knees.

It wasn’t long before we had an audience again, though. If they just behave themselves, I thought, maybe we’ll be ok. He did have to say “no thanks, we’re fine” a couple times. As if to shake off the mosquitoes, he pulled me up and got us to change positions. There was a little stool against the wall where I sat, and now he was on his knees sucking me off.

I know he wasn’t into the guys around, which in a weird way made it even hotter that he was down sucking me off in front of all of them.

Unfortunately, this also made him a bit more vulnerable, not able to see guys coming up and his hands occupier. I did my best fending off the other guys. Fuck, this was getting annoying. One guy in particular started touching my buddy, I pushed him off and said “no thanks”, but without even a polite pause he immediately put his hands back on. This time I took his wrist firmly and moved his hand away, saying “no”. Approaching once is fine, and even if I’m not into a guy I won’t hold it against a guy for trying, but fucking learn what “no” means. For a third time, this guy not only starts touching us again, but actually crouches down to get closer to my friend, as if to hump him from behind. I’ve had enough now, I push him off, firmly enough that he has to take a step back to steady himself, and say loudly enough for anybody else watching to hear clearly “We said NO”.

This was—understandably—the last straw for my guy, and he got up, saying “I can’t do this with these guys around”. Fuck. I go with him, hoping that there’ll still be another chance, and I remember that there are actually some private booths around.

I tell him, and though he seems like he’s a bit done with this, he does follow me to the other side of the dark area and into one of the booths. The first one doesn’t latch, and we joke that everything is working against us at this point, but the second one works fine. I’m a little worried that the trolls from before will have followed is and might start pawing at us through the numerous glory holes, but we luck out and are left alone.

Both towels are on the group in no time, and after a bit more making out, I get down onto my knees to finish what I started before. He’s into it, holding my head, running his hands through my hair, and soon I’m swallowing his load. I stand up, happily he’s still willing to kiss, and then surprisingly—I was sure once he came he’d be done—he moved down and started sucking me off again.

Though I had lost my high a bit from those pushy guys earlier, all the hormones came rushing back, thinking about cute guy sucking me off and potentially giving him my load. I figured after what has been a very mixed experience for this guy (I’m hoping the part with me swallowing his load made some of it worth it) I didn’t want to disappoint this guy. I let myself get close to the edge, wondering if this is how I wanted to spend my 6th load, and knowing that I really really wanted to let this guy have it.

I started to indicate I was getting close, and though he kept sucking for a bit, he did stop long enough to say “can I just jerk you off to finish?”

Fuuuuck.

Looking back on it, I should have just said it was alright, I didn’t need to cum (something I’ve gotten used to saying) but I was too close to really think rationally about it. So I just said “sure” and let myself explode, shooting cum all over him and the wall behind him. Damn that felt good. I would have preferred he swallow it, but it was still hot coating him in two weeks of cum. Probably more than he expected. If he was a neophyte, nervous about doing something with a guy, there was no denying that he had just had cock in his mouth and made a guy orgasm given how much of my cum was all over him.

Email this to someoneShare on FacebookTweet about this on TwitterShare on TumblrShare on RedditShare on StumbleUponShare on Google+
Leave a Comment

Saturday afternoon, a friend of mine was having a summer kick-off barbeque, full of lots of hot gay guys. Just the kind of thing to get me boned up and fantasizing about all sorts of porn movie style plot twists. This is where I am going into it:

Number of times cumming in 2014: 4 (plus 1 bonus shot; only 8 left!)
Current time without cumming: 56 days, 17 hours

Definitely due. But at this point I’m also thinking that pride is just a few weeks away and it might be worth saving up for that..

Despite my porn-movie fantasies, I wasn’t really thinking that anything would happen here. There were a couple guys there that I have hooked up with before and would consider doing again, but I’m not the type to initiate anything… usually.

There was one guy in particular that I’ve had a lot of fun with in the past, and I knew if I was going to get off with anybody it was going to be him. My first time with him was taking him home from a bar with my boyfriend-at-the-time (my ex now), and being so eager to get going that after making out and fingering him in the cab ride home, we stripped him down in the elevator and was face fucking him by the time we got to my floor. Inside his clothes were left on the floor by the door while the two of us stripped. In no time he was on the bed on all fours and I was inside him while my ex jerked off and watched me pound him. Since this was after an evening of lost of flirting and teasing, it didn’t take me long to shove it in deep and bust my load. I pulled out and passed this guy’s ass over to my ex and he took his turn without missing a beat.

That probably over a year ago now, but still every time we see each other we’re more handsy than I am with anybody else and there’s a definite sense in the air that we could fuck at any moment.

It wasn’t exactly on purpose, but after a bit of flirting with him on and off and chatting with some of my other friends, I lost track of him, and thought I would take a break to go up to the washroom. Turns out, that’s where he had gone too. The two of us were waiting outside the only bathroom, very innocent, when the guy using it came out and past us going back downstairs. As this hot little guy moved to go into the bathroom, I grabbed his arm and diverted him into the host’s bedroom instead.

He immediately grabbed my head and we started making out, no question about someone noticing we had gone or coming into the room to catch us. As I grabbed his crotch and he grabbed mine, he made to move away and head back out to the bathroom as planned, I guess being satisfied with our clandestine make-out session. I, however, wasn’t, so said “wait” as I undid my shorts and got my cock out.

Despite being a bit concerned about being caught now, he bent down and started sucking. I was hard in no time and enjoyed my hand on the back of his head, thrusting in and out, enjoying the fact that there was a party going on just outside the window in the backyard.

Again he pulled off, apparently in a hurry to get out, but again I said “wait”, and added “you’re going to swallow it.” The look in his eyes was this hot kind of submission, giving away that he knew he should leave but also that he knew he was going to stay. He gave in to those deeper desires and got down on his knees.

Now I’m really getting into it, this guy sucking me off, a huge load built up, knowing that this guy is going to have my 2-month load of cum in his stomach and the taste of it still in his mouth when he goes back outside. As much as I wanted to bend him over the bed and fuck his brains out again, I was loving this blowjob and was getting off on making him swallow it. As I got closer I started to get more and more into it and started caring less about who might be on the other side of the door overhearing us. I don’t know how long it took but when I finally burst this guy was a trooper and swallowed every drop. I’m sure it might quite a nice thick mouthful, because when he stood up, swallowed again, he said, “wow that was a big load”. Yeah, no shit!

Number of times cumming in 2014: 5 (plus 1 bonus shot; only 7 left!)
Current time without cumming: 0 days, 0 hours
Email this to someoneShare on FacebookTweet about this on TwitterShare on TumblrShare on RedditShare on StumbleUponShare on Google+
1 comment