[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Like the one time where the local YMCA had a weekend sleepover for us, a planned event that kept us busy during the day... but when we were told to get some sleep? Even I could feel the sexual tension in the air between so many different guys from all parts of the city as we talked and/or fooled around until we got bored. I had heard a couple of guys close to me whispering and giggling and when I looked in their direction, they were in their joined sleeping bags (when did they zip them together?) and the way the sleeping bag was moving, I knew what they were doing. Somebody else noticed it... then we all noticed it; the two guys were oblivious to the fact that it had gotten quiet in the room we were in and that everyone was watching that sleeping bag moving around. Then the sex between everyone else just kinda happened; the kid on the other side of me (and the second guy who noticed what was happening) just went for my dick and started sucking on it and as I started sucking on his, I heard another guy say, "Took long enough..." At some point, I came up for air and looked around to see a few kids just sitting there looking like deer in the headlights; came up for air again and there was one kid who was still sitting there, looking shocked before, he, too, either wanted to join in or wasn't given much of a choice. Somebody said, "Someone's coming!" and everything ground to an instant halt; a moment later, a chaperone knocked on the door then came in, announcing that he came to check on us and anyone who wasn't sleep should get to sleep because we were gonna have a very busy day in the morning. How that man couldn't smell the strong, musky scent of sex was beyond me... or maybe he did and felt that there was no use in saying anything? I didn't know but what I did know that after he left, less than two minutes later, everything got started up again and by the time the last of us finally dropped off to sleep, I don't think that there was a dick that didn't get sucked more than once and no ass went unfucked in some way. We were a raggedy bunch of boys when they came to wake us up for breakfast...[/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]After my introduction to dick, I quickly learned that almost any time you got a bunch of boys together and they didn't have anything better to do, sex could happen. I grew up with a bunch of guys who, by today's standards, were beyond horny; we'd play the usual games - Cowboys and Indians, Hide and Seek, etc., and even those things were a good reason to have sex. You hadn't lived until you were playing Army, you were the enemy, and you got captured (and sometimes, deliberately) and "tortured" by some very interesting ways that involved hard dicks and not-so-tight buttholes. Or sharing a good hiding place during Hide and Seek and while whoever was "it" searched high and low for everyone else, well, ya had time to suck each other's dick and, yeah, sometimes, you just never found some guys... wasn't hard to figure out why or what they were doing. Some guys refused to hang out; sometimes they knew how things would eventually turn out and they wanted no part of it and sometimes they knew how things were gonna go... but were afraid to join in. But a lot of guys didn't want to be on the outside and feel like they hadn't been accepted in the group; maybe they didn't want to do the nasty because we all knew what the punishments were... but they just didn't want to be excluded, either. And the bigger the group of guys hanging around with nothing better to do, the better the chances that sex of some kind would jump off.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The more I dug into this, the more I began to see the truth of something a cool teacher told us about being successful in life: If you can imagine doing something, you can do it. Applying this to the mystery of how a guy sucking cock for the first time could deliver an amazing blow job right out of the gate and I thought, "Yeah... that makes sense!" I reasoned that if a guy spent a lot of time imagining what it would be like to suck cock, well, he could do it and as he imagined it... except, some guys had told me that until they brought it up to me, they never really thought about how to do it - I was back to square one and the whole thing "bothered" me for years until I eventually just said that, for some unknown reason, some guys were just naturally good at sucking dick. No trial and error stuff that usually taught a guy how to suck a dick; just a decision to do it and... wow, did they ever. One guy did tell me that he'd watch girls suck his dick and asked himself, "How hard can it really be?" and said, after he sucked me silly, "That was easier than I thought it would be!" I got older and came to understand oral fixation - that ingrained thing we wind up learning not to long after we're born and taking a nipple - a real one or a bottle - is just programmed into us; once we learn how to breathe air, we know how to suck on something and in our minds, sucking on something is equated to being fed and being fed produces good feelings. Raising my children, one of them would start crying but they didn't need to be fed, didn't need to be changed, wasn't fighting sleep... but put a pacifier in their mouth and it just chilled them out. And I thought, "That explains a lot... but not how a first-time guy can master something they never did before... but maybe this oral fixation thing somehow plays into it?" Today, I still don't understand this, not that I'm complaining about the results - I just don't like having questions that I can't find an answer to.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]When I got to the part of my bisexuality where other guys were "flocking" to me (and I really don't know why) to find out about cock sucking, I learned to stop being surprised that they wanted to find out. They'd decide to go for it, dicks came out and I'd be floored to get an outstanding blow job... from someone who said they never sucked a dick before. Not just one that felt incredible; I mean guys who, in their first experience, ate all of my dick without a sign of gagging and when I said I was gonna cum, they took every last drop and swallowed it and like they'd been doing it all of their lives. I'd wind up asking them, "Did you lie to me when you said you've never done this?" Well, one guy did lie... but that's not the point. Some guys would suck my dick and I could tell they'd never done it and if they'd thought about it, eh, maybe they didn't give it a whole lot of thought where how to do it was concerned - but that was understandable. Not those guys who proved, their first time, they could suck a golf ball through a straw... and I wanted to know why because some guys could suck dick better than I could... and I'd been sucking dick for a long time even back in the younger days. I'd ask them and they'd say, "I don't know - I just did what felt right!" or "I sucked your dick the way I'd want mine sucked..." which made sense... except some of the first timers hadn't had their dick sucked until I sucked it. It was confusing and baffling.[/SIZE][/FONT]
I travel frequently for work and my travels often allow some liberal time between meetings to find something else to do. Often staying in Hotels within walking distance of sports bars I find there are ample numbers of like minded men who are in the same boat. Reading body language is my secret, and knowing how to carry on an intelligent conversation goes along way. This past week I was in of all places Madison South Dakota, and already had it in my head this was going to be a boring 3 days, nothing could be further from the truth. Sat next to a guy that I had seen earlier in the day at the hotel so I figured I would start a conversation. After a few beers I learned he was 61 yrs old, divorced, lived in Boise Idaho. As we talked I got the impression he was game for what I was thinking. I thought this because he said so what do you do to relax at night. Throwing caution to the wind, I said what everyone else does, put on porn and beat off. He smiled and said yea do a lot of that recently. I laughed and said only recently, he grabbed his phone and showed me a picture of a cock, wow I said is that yours, no he said it’s the dick that got me divorced, my wife caught me having an affair with this man. So after some more detailed conversation we decided to pay the tab and discreetly return to the Hotel. We decided to wait a half hour as he had traveling companions that he didn’t want to be seen entering someone else’s room. I left my room door ajar wondering if he was going to even show up, a brief knock and the door opened and he entered. As he entered I could tell he had showered and ready to play, it wasn’t long before we were naked and tasting each other’s cocks. He said please don’t think I’m weird but I love 69ing and cum, so I said anything goes man, let’s go. I led him over to the bed and assumed my place on my back he crawled on top and we swallowed each other’s cocks balls deep. I could tell he knew what he was doing as he worked his throat muscles working the head of my cock into a frenzy. As we got close to cumming he dick was going deeper into my throat and he was leaking a ton of precum, as luck would have it we both shot our loads at the same time. Wow he said I have never experienced such an intense orgasm that was awesome. I too enjoyed the hell out of it. So for you guys looking for safe hookups, learn to talk to people, it surely works for me.
[B][I][SIZE=4][COLOR=#0000cd]for me it all started one night.. I met a guy late at night or should I say early morning.. I fallowed him into a vacant parking lot.. there he almost instantaneously starts ripping my clothes off.. very quickly I am naked and he pushed me to my knees.. grabs my hair and puts his cock in my mouth.. face fucks me till he is very hard.. then pushes me bent over the hood of his car.. spreading my legs and dumped about a half a bottle of lube in my ass crack then forced most of the rest of the bottle inside me.. I was scared and confused.. he then smacked my ass really hard and grabbed my hair.. lined him self up and drove in balls deep in one thrust.. I lost my breath, my knees went weak, my toes curled up and my mind was a blur.. he pulled my hair to drive deeper.. spanked me a lot.. and fucked me aggressively for about an hour.. he blew two huge loads deep in my pussy.. I was a mix of emotions.. thinking that this must be what getting raped was and thinking I never wanted him to stop.. after he blew his second and final load he put his hands around my throat and held me there till he got soft and fell out.. he left me there with lube and his seed running down my legs totally naked my clothes were in shreds.. I used my shirt to clean my self up a little.. then drove home naked and leaking all the way.. after my shower I was a bit sore but felt amazing.. I was so horny and wanted more.. this experience was the first time I had ever been treated that way.. I wanted and needed to experience that again.. to be man handled and used.. to just give in and surrender my pussy up to pleasure my guy.. it started me down the path I now walk as a submissive bottom.. so when and how did you come to be a submissive bottom?? How did dose it make you feel to give in and give up your pussy??[/COLOR][/SIZE][/I][/B]
[SIZE=2][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/SIZE] I'd like to find the same thing. Your looking for someone to have sex with on a regular basis but if you had to call it off, no hard feelings. Right? From my experience its' going to be just dumb luck to find the right guy. I met a guy a while ago and it was just luck that brought us together. The bars had just closed and I was walking down the street to see fire trucks in front of the adult book store that was fully engulfed. As I stood watching the activity another guy was watching it and we just started talking. The fire was almost out and my new friend asked me if I'd like to come up to his apartment for a drink. It happened to be across the street from the abs. We went up and he told me the booze was in the kitchen. As I was making my drink he got kind of close as if he was trying to see if I liked guys. We went in the living room sat down an talked for a while. Just the typical get to know you kind of stuff. He then got up to make himself another drink and on his way back to his chair as he passed in front of me I stopped him reached under his robe and pulled out his semi erect cock and put it in my mouth. I sucked on it for a few strokes, stopped looked up at him and said "Is this what you were trying to find out?" He nodded and I went back at it till he came in my mouth which I swallowed down. We spent the rest of the weekend having sex and it was great. We met up on a pretty regular basis for about a year till he switched jobs and moved away. I will say I certainly miss that time I had with Bill. So you see it's all about luck and being at the right place at the right time. Good luck.
[COLOR=#000000][FONT=-apple-system] Whooh boy, I debated on whether or not share this, but if I'm going to make friends, best share some things I guess. [/FONT][/COLOR][COLOR=#000000][FONT=-apple-system]I was going to school at USC in 95, and at 21 in great shape I started going out to gay bars in secret from my roommates and friends, I wasn't ready to come out due to fear that I'm sure we're all more than familiar with. I'd hook up with a guy from time to time, always played it safe as a bottom, aside from going to a stranger's place. One night I met a nice older guy, we hit it off, went back to his place, ended up staying the rest of the weekend with him, soon enough we were seeing each other on a regular basis. He worked for a small production company that made adult movies. After about a month together, he must have gotten tired of hearing me bitch about being a broke college student, he talked me into auditioning for a part. I agreed after a few drinks to ride to his office in a strip mall in the valley. The place was sketchy as hell outside, but it was where my new boyfriend worked, and it was a decent set up once you got inside. Cubicles, offices, break rooms, edit bay, decent and nice people just working, adorned with posters of some of the most 90's looking porn movie cover posters you could imagine. My BF hands me a stack of forms to fill out, and takes me to his office, when I'm done, he leaves, comes back with his boss and another guy with some camera equipment adorned with a big bright light. I'm ready to bounce at this point. My BF asks if I'm sure I'm ready, I lie and say I am(I REALLY liked this guy). His boss and I chat, he tells me what's going to happen and to go ahead and disrobe, and get hard so I undress, and am almost immediately hard for some reason. The camera guy takes some still shots. Standing there naked in front of strangers and a camera was so scary, yet amazing at the same time, I've never been able to find the words to describe it. Since I'm dating my BF, and he works there no other talent is in the room, I ended up being talent in auditions later on. My BF comes over and kisses me, I can tell he's already hard, we get to business pretty quickly, I'm blowing him while his boss is watching with zero expression. We had sex on the floor in a few different positions, my BF finishes, starts getting dressed, his boss smiles and asks if I'm available the following Tuesday at 9am. My first scene I did was a solo one, I hated solo scenes, sounds like the easiest 150.00 but they're not, it's you tugging at your dick while 3 other people in the room are working, with one yelling at you to x,y &z, but make it look sexy, repeat at least 2 more times in under an hour. My next few were just guy guy scenes with cheesy subplots, one involved a hot tub after a long day of rollerblading for fuck sake, my scene partner had a mullet too, but a wonderful cock. I was then in several multi partner scenes, usually 3 somes with me being spit roasted, the most was about 8 each taking their turns entering my 90's hairless ass, hairless as hell was the deal back then. These were bad low budget movies, most were only distributed on VHS if not all of them. Thankfully, I've only been recognized a handful of times, but it's been years since, and at least two of the times someone knew me, it ended up being a pretty good lay. My BF ended up leaving California 3 months later, I continued working there. I met a guy I ended up falling in love with, he was a fellow "actor" we moved in together and left the business after about a year.The production company got bought out. I made decent money, but it was actual work on set, multiple takes due to "missfires",waxing and shaving every last ounce of body hair, the cleaning and prep work for a scene, remaining hard while lighting is changed, sometimes you were in a scene with a guy who was too rough, too big, or just unprofessional, had just eaten Subway and you're making out, the amount of crew and extra people on set, the stress of waiting for your scheduled test results to come back, easily takes away from the sexiness of getting paid to get laid. But I had a lot of fun too, I got over being naked in front of strangers REAL quick and actually ended up preferring to remain nude as much as possible, it wasn't uncommon to assist with an audition at the office and go to the break room in the buff have a cup of coffee and a 5 minute conversation with Ray in payroll, plus the great sex.. soo many dicks! I'd be lying if I said I didn't sweat people finding out about my past, but the glut of so much online porn available lets me breath easy for the most part, 90's gay porn is very niche, I'm thankful that not too many people have seen my work and are uploading it to the internet or even the cover art. There have been times though, that I've thought of submitting to some of the online sights looking for talent, the pay is WAY better than it was when I was in the biz, but the risk of being found out is much higher. Someone IM’d me & suggested I blog this, if you’ve read this before, I apologize. I believe I’ll be sharing a few more.. so stay tuned. XO [/FONT][/COLOR]
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