My IML experience 2012

As I have written in the past, IML is not my favorite event.  I wasn't planning on going at all this year until I responded to an online ad.  The guy was 29, 5'8, 140, brown, shaved, really hot with a great ass.  I couldn't say no even though the ad was pretty clear that he was looking to get fucked.  He was vague about whether he was going to be safe or bb but I was horned up and interested.  I get to the IML host hotel and head up to his room.  The door was ajar and the lights were low.  I head in and start taking off my clothes.  He starts blowing me right away.  He was super hot, matching his photos, except for the hairy chest.  Pretty soon I was rock hard and he moves from the floor onto the bed.  He puts his ass out and lubes my cock and his ass and I dive in.  I could tell right away that he has another load in there.  I could smell the load plus he was loosened up for me.  I fucked him for awhile, ramming my cock in and out.  He was pretty quiet until I told him I was going to cum when he started moaning loudly and asking for my load.  I cleaned up and left, leaving the door ajar for his next trick.  It was a nice way to start the Memorial Day weekend but I kept thinking about this guy. It led me to wonder whether he was really looking for the fucking or just really into the seeding.

Fucking A

  I am chatting with this guy online.  We decide to meet up so I go over to his place and he tells me he is at the store.  I'm suspicious so I wait a bit.  I figure he didn't like what he saw, even though we exchanged pics.  I leave.  Two days later, he calls me and says he is sorry about the other day and has a long story about some shit went down at the store, blah blah blah..who cares.  He asks me to come over and normally I wouldn't but I say sure.  I get there and he's cute.  Dark skinned Dominican, tall (6'3) and thin (180).  We hang out, have a couple of beers.  Eventually we take it into the bedroom and he takes off his clothes and asks for a massage.  I start massaging him and get real hard.  I eventually work my way down and I spread his ass.  He has a nice small bubble butt with a little bit of hair but nice and clean.  I start eating his ass out.  Sticking my tongue deep in him.  He's squirming.  I reach down and pull his cock back so I can alternate between the two. Well, damn, he's not fully hard and I can tell he's going to be 9+, thick and uncut.  I am all into it.  I am sucking him hard and deep.  He's loving it too.  We go at it for awhile before he eventually let's me stick my cock in.  He's lubed up good so it slips in and he is tight.  I feel his hole gripping my cock the entire time.  It's turning me on so much I have to stop or I am going to cum and I want this to last longer.  We go at it for a bit before I can't take it anymore and blow my load deep inside him.  After I finish fucking his fine black ass, I flip him over and suck him off until he blow his load all over my chest.  I go and clean up and we hang out for a bit longer.  I get home and I realize the fucker rolled me when I went to clean up.  He took my credit cards from my wallet and about $60 that I had on me.  I called the fucker up and the calls went to voice mail.  Eventually he acted all innocent and offended by my accusations and I told him that my credit cards and money didn't magically disappear.  I was pretty pissed off but what are you going to do.  I am usually really careful to watch my shit when tricking and don't have dudes over for that reason.  Lesson learned. 

Being the other man

Back around Thanksgiving, I met this super hot, 25 year old, 6'2, 180, latin boy.  He was very discreet as he was married.  It started out with him giving me head.  It moved quickly to fucking and now he takes my cock bareback.  I love that he's married because he never calls out of turn.  He will usually text me in the mornings on the day he wants to meet.  I go over to his place, we have a hot make out session followed by him blowing me before he pushes me on the bed, lubes up my cock and his ass and rides me until I blow my load deep in his ass. Afterward, he isn't into cuddling or any bs, just wash up and see you next time.  I can't get enough of this dude.  I could fuck him every day.  He is so hot and the sex is so passionate that I want it.  Since he's married, I never contact him first.  I always wait for him to call me or text me and then I run over.  Now I know what it feels like being the other man.  Waiting for the call.  Being ready on his demand.  Knowing this is all it will ever be.  And being okay with that.  At least I still have my other dudes that I play with but he's my first choice.  I love sneaking around with him, fucking him in their bed, being his male mistress. 

Just checking in

It's been awhile since I last thought about the blog.  I kinda put it out of my mind and got back to the idea of just fucking and not telling the world about it.  Some days I miss sharing being a slut.  It's fun just to tell people and not feel like you are hiding a part of your life.  Most of the time, I don't want anyone to know what I really am up to.  I have some new regulars:  the hairstylist, the married dude, the new thug, blindfold boy.  I still meet up with a few of my past regulars like Rob.  If I get the urge I will update things.  In the interim, you all should know that I am still fucking like a mad man, still topping dudes, and having a lot of fun.  Staying clear of boyfriends for now.  When I get the urge to spill, you know where I'll cum.  Later men.