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Posted:Nov 28, 2020 4:38 pm
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The last thing that I would ever want do is accidently out someone. I understand the risks, but some guys make me laugh. They think anyone is going be paying attention them as they walk into my place. I've even had to say to one guy, "Look, I'm not going to greet you on the street in a tutu wearing fairy wings."
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So much has changed
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Posted:Nov 28, 2020 4:24 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2024 9:30 am
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I moved Morningside, into a granny flat, as that seemed like the best way to start saving for a change. I'm so glad that I did, as I am losing my job soon. Five years off of retirement, this was pretty unexpected. Thanks covid-19.
Doing a roaring trade sexually. I'm having more sex now than at any point in my life. Being able host has made all of the difference. 95% of the guys are married, quality and repeat visitors. I just love cock. There's never enough.
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Two strikes
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Posted:Aug 2, 2019 8:26 pm
Last Updated:Feb 13, 2022 5:42 pm
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Damn, what a drag. I had a man arranged for a morning visit. He's keen as mustard to get a blowjob, but had to abort last minute. These things happen, especially when the other man is married. Things change and you don't always have the chance. So I contacted another guy, who also wanted to visit (had him last Saturday). We confirmed the time, and then he had to cancel. I wonder if they would both like to visit at the same time? Actually, it's been a really long time since I got fucked by anyone (years). I wonder if there is anyone in Brisbane with a really big cock who would like to plow into me.
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All by Myself
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Posted:Feb 17, 2019 4:43 pm
Last Updated:Nov 28, 2020 4:14 pm
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Long, long time since I posted anything. Truth be known, I haven't been that active. My partner has been unwell for many years, and being his carer was exhausting. He passed away on 4th of February. We were together 20+ years. I'll never involve myself with anyone on such a deep level again, but that doesn't mean that I won't be completely closed off. I plan on having as much meaningless sex as possible. Since my number one goal is to suck cock, by all means get in touch if you need someplace to blow your load. Also open to people who just want to hang out, with or without playing. I'm having to untrain myself of the habits that I've lived with for so long.
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Hangover Cure
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Posted:Dec 12, 2007 4:17 am
Last Updated:Nov 28, 2020 4:16 pm
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It was a great party, but I really should have known better than to play up on a weekday night. The beer was all light shit, so I drank wine instead, which I'm not used to.
So morning arrives with a thud to go with my screaming headache. I was feeling pretty dodgy for most of the morning.
I arranged to have a longer than normal lunch. There's only one way to kill a killer hangover, and that's sucking cock.
I walk down to Playzone (Elizabeth Street, CBD) as quickly as my battered body will allow. I'm a bit distressed to find the gloryholes too busy for me to get into my usual role. Two suits are hoing into one another, and taking their sweet time about it.
Another suit is patiently waiting just outside the curtain, occassionally watching the action from behind the curtain. He's not bad looking. Reasonably fit, conservative looking, maybe in his late forties. I wandered around, scoping out the other talent to kill time.
The gloryhole guy finishes one, and starts on another. I'm fearing that he might do everyone there, leaving no one for me to snack on, but after number two he leaves.
So I ducked behind the curtain, and got on my knees in front of the hole. I had to suck at least one cock, didn't I?
So the late fortyish man enters the stall, and slides his cock through the hole. What can I say.... it was a decent sized cock, average, twitchy, clean, and fuck, did I ever have to work hard to get his load.
I slurped and sucked like crazy. His knob bobbed in appreciation when my tongue assaulted his piss slit., My hands stroked his balls. But I couldn't hear any sounds coming from the other side of the gloryhole.
The scrotum was up tight against his body, but the cum just wasn't coming. It was woefully hot. Sweat was pouring off of me in sheets, and I had to strip off my shirt, which was drenched in perspiration. I knew I couldn't last much longer, and he didn't even seem close.
He must have sensed my exhaustion, or something. He pulled back and let me suck on his balls while he stroked his rod for a bit. He pressed it into my mouth a few times to keep it slick, and then I'd got back to flicking my tongue under the head.
Finally, he picked up the pace a bit, and started to shove into the hole a bit more aggressively. Still not a peep from him, but the sperm started to flow.
He hit the back of my throat with the first shot. There were plaenty more to follow, and as it rolled down my tongue, I caught the bitter taste. Not the tastiest cum, but it was too late to back out now.
A couple more thrusts and he was truly spent. I kept my lips sealed against his balls to make sure that I got it all, but he probably had to rush back to his office somewhere.
I hung about for awhile, mostly under the air-conditioner so that I could dry off a bit. There were a few good sorts about, but no one who really pumped my 'nads. There was one guy, must have been in his fifties, slender decent looking. I was really hoping to nail him, but I don't think that he swung that way. He had a FAT cock on him. Wish I could have tasted it.
Frankly after an hour, I was getting a bit bored. THe on-screen action was OK, but the rest of the guys were not for me.
After 1pm, a guy came in and ducked into a cubicle. He was probably early thirties, dark shirt hair, fit bod....pretty damn hot, but not giving off any signals. Afer a spell, I passed his cubicle, and saw him stroking his pretty long dick. It had an ace head on it, flared out into a nice helmet. There was an old queen zeroing in on the room, so I thought that I'd better make an offer before the queen horned in.
"Do you want a headjob?"
"Sure."
So I stepped in, closed the door, bent over. Bliss. What a fantastic cock.The guy apologised, which I thought was pretty sweet, because he said that he wasn't going to last very long. I'd only gotten the head down my throat a few times, and he was off. Once again, my mouth was flooded, much more this time, and the taste was delicious. The other cock was bitter, but this man had the sweetest cum that I've had in a while. I really didn't want to swallow it down straight away.
After that, I figured it was probably time to head back to work. No one else interested me. As I walked down the street, I realised that my headache was completely gone and I felt great.
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blast from the past
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Posted:Dec 10, 2007 5:57 am
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2024 9:30 am
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I randomly contacted an old hook-up from about a year ago. It took him a few emails to connect who I was (fictitious name, silly email address). This guy is very slender, bi, married, balding but very cute in a geeky kind of way. Geek is Chic these days, isn't it?
When he finally remembered who I was, he gave me a nice compliment and said, Oh, you're the guy that gave me a couple of the best headjobs of my life. Well, I blushed, and thought, yes that would be me.
So are you gonna suck me dry or what? he asked.
Baby, it was a good reunion. It's amazing what you forget. He was still thin, but he was actually a lot taller than I remembered. Still very approachable, chatty.
When I finally got him someplace secure, he unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his hairy chest and dropped his pants. I could see his impressive bulge outlined in his briefs. There's no finer sight than a hard cock, already straining against the fabric before you've even touched him.
I was impatient and after trailing my fingers over his hard outline, I tugged his briefs down, his cock springing into my face. The leaking head left a trail across my cheek as he positioned his head against my lips.
I looked down the shaft, again remembering the large vein that ran across the top of the shaft. I could see it pulsing as his cock grew and grew.
HIs honey leaked onto my lips, and my tongue snked out to catch it. My parted lips were all the invitation that he required, and soon, his pubes were brushing against my nose.
He was uncut, another detail that I forgot, and the head was very sensitive to my assault. I love a responsive cock. The man may say nothing, but you know you are doing well, when the cock and balls twitch as your tongue flickers along the underside of a hard penis.
My mouth was filled, as his cock was a decent size. He rocked back and let me do most of the work. I had his balls in my hand so that I could gauge when he was getting close. They were twitching as much as he was moaning, which was a lot. He'd get lost in the moment every now and then, and cram the cock down my throat for a few jabs.
He wasn't a fool though. He knew that if he let me keep some control, that he'd enjoy the ride even more. My tongue was working overtime. There's no point giving head if you forget to use the most important organ, your tongue. The man might as well just wank in your mouth. But if you use your tongue properly, you're going to give the man something that he could never experience with a vagina.
I have to admit that I was dripping with sweat. His dick was leaking all over my lips, so we had some wild sliding going on.
He felt the need to tell me he was coming, but since his balls had almost retreated into his body, I knew that he wasn't going to last another second.
Oh yeah.... that was someting else I forgot. The man could shoot like a porn star. Soon my mouth was awash with his bitter juices. There's that point that you want it to last forever, you can oly get this taste from one source, and it's never enough. His jizz coated my tongue. I swirled it around before gulping it down. His cock was still hard, and I knew that I could have gotten another load out of it (past experiences and all), but our time was up.
It was a nice time to spend out lunch hours, and I'm hoping that he won't wait so long to repeat the experience. Anyone else want to feed me their lunch?
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A funny thing happened on the way to my blog....
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Posted:Aug 23, 2007 4:24 am
Last Updated:Nov 28, 2020 4:32 pm
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Hmmm. I was enjoying myself, writing my little tales and trying to entertain the troops. That was until certain people used the blog as an opportunity to attack me personally.
So I toned down for awhile. I mean, really, who needs the hassle?
Let's get a few things straight (something I've devoted my life to...heh). I do not now, nor ever claim to be, a posterchild for the model homosexual. I'm on this website for dick. Lots and lots of dick.. half my luck. I assure you that I am WAY vanilla compared to many that I know.
I have not, nor will I ever be, blabbiing about AdultFriendFinder mates that I have met. You know who you are. If you had a good time... that's just between us. Except for a certain captain that I would LOVE to see again. *sigh*
Anyhow, if I offend you, get over yourself. This isn't Friendfinder, or Christian Singles (not that there's anything wrong with either), but this is AdultFriendFinder. I present myself as rather brash, but I can assure you that I'm a nice person nonetheless. Wallflowers get passed by, and although my photo can be confronting to some, I tried my face post, and after months of being ignored, I went for shock. Usually works better on guys, but tends to be offensive to the females of the species.
If I don't appeal to you, then move along. No need to be bitchy.
I encourage any of the lurkers to engage me in a real conversation, and not just take shots at me.Happy hunting.
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snapshots
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Posted:Aug 7, 2007 10:05 am
Last Updated:Nov 28, 2020 4:32 pm
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Someone keeps sending dick pics to my phone. It's cute, but I have no idea who it is. Anyone want to fess up?
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Top Five Reply (from elsewhere)
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Posted:Aug 9, 2006 12:06 pm
Last Updated:Nov 28, 2020 4:30 pm
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From another blog of mine:
Top five cock abnormalities you have seen in real life and still slept with the person anyway.
1) Henry was from Malaysia or Indonesia, can't remember which. Basically the head of his penis was upside down. I had to go back a few times, just to make sure I was seeing it correctly.
2) Many, many years ago, I used to date a guy named Chuck(I think)who was very cute, but OMFG, he just wouldn't SHUT UP! Even during sex, it was a non-stop verbal barrage. The only way to silence him, was to shove my dick in his mouth which wasn't all bad. He had a massive scar across the head of his penis, the result of a botched circumcision.
3) Had an encounter with a man who had a big wart/mole on the side of his penis (ribbed for pleasure???).
4) Many, many years ago, I had a fling with a married man and father, who was also a mailman (love those fantasy moments, but never got to see him in uniform). He had a sleeper in his dick just under the head where the little fleshy bit join up (frenum??)This was WAAAAAAAAYYYYY back in 1985 or 86, and piercings were virtually unheard of back then. I made him take it out.
5) Met a very hot man at Kingsteam in Sydney. He had that Richard Dreyfuss look that drives me nuts. We went into the cubicle to have sex, but his dick was incredibly fat (not phat). We're talking jar of peanut butter fat. It wouldn't fit into any of the normal places, and I thought the condom was going to amputate the poor thing. So I fucked him instead. Everyone went home happy.
Added bonus 6) Don't know if this is what you'd call abnormal, or just a godsend, but I used to have this neighbour who had just the biggest fucking dick in the world. I'm talking tree trunk. He used to last for literally hours and hours, never came, and stopped having sex with me, only when I could no longer take another minute. He was very inventive, too.
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Top Five
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Posted:Aug 9, 2006 12:01 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2024 9:30 am
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Ask me for "top five" lists of pretty much anything, and I will list you my top five of that thing or things. Copy and paste this in your own journal and give your own top fives.
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Same Camping trip
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Posted:Jul 19, 2006 3:48 am
Last Updated:Nov 28, 2020 4:33 pm
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The first night was fun. Lots of drinking and laughing around the fire. We had about half a dozen of us there, but no one was fooling around much. There were a few frisky moments, but everyone headed for their own tents.
The next night was more of the same, but the levels of inebriation were much much higher, as well as the people attending. Another friend, Jack, came up from Brissie to share my tent with me. We ended up being the last two standing, so we stumbled off to the tent.
I was just lying there in the darkness, when I felt his hands flutter against my back as he tried to reach through the bedding. I started to stiffen immediately, and turned to face him.
We have a bit of history when it comes to sex. He never wants me when others are around, but I’ve sucked him off a few times, and one memorable Christmas, he fucked me for hours, and finally sucked me off.
So I assumed that he just wanted another headjob. I snaked my way under the blankets, and found his stiff cock poised for action. I was lying lengthwise against Jack’s body, with my feet up around his head. His mouth descended on my own stiffy, and I was pleased that it wasn’t going to be a one way trip this time around.
My mouth engulfed his rod, and slugged it into the back of my throat. His moans let me know that he was enjoying my efforts.
We lay like that for a while, both of our heads bobbing up and down. Finally Jack spat out my cock and asked me if I had any condoms. I said that they were in the car, so he told me to go get them.
I quickly dressed, and tripped my way through the campsite to find my car. The light was burnt out in the boot, but after much fumbling, I located a couple, and grabbed my bottle of lube.
When I returned to the tent, Jack had already gone soft again. So I swallowed and slurped him back into an erection, and handed him a condom. After the condom was rolled out, I had to suck a bit more to get him stiffer, while he worked some lube into my ass crack.
Finally, I straddled his body, positioning the head of his penis against my hole. He hunched his hips up a bit, and the head popped into the hole. I barely had time to adjust to the head stretching my ring when the whole nine inches was crammed up inside of me.
I don’t get screwed very often, but I do enjoy it sparingly. I wasn’t quite ready for an immediate assault. Jack made a couple of frantic thrusts into me, before I could gasp out for him to stop for a minute. He apologised, but left it deep inside my guts. I was shaking and breathing a bit heavily, but I was finally able to relax enough to enjoy myself.
We fell into a slow rhythm. I worked myself up and down the length of him, and felt his head pronging up against my prostate.
I don’t know how to describe the feeling, but the sensations that I experience when being fucked don’t centre around my cock at all. A tingling sensation builds up in my chest, gradually building up into humming charge that spreads across my belly, and finally to my balls.
With little warning I found myself grunting loudly and blowing my load all over Jack’s chest. It got everywhere, the blankets, the pillows. I was panting, trying to recover when Jack grabbed my slimy dick, and pushed it into his own ass.
“Quick, now you fuck me before you lose your hard-on.”
Well, I was already buried to the hilt. My semen coated cock slid right up there, and there seemed little point in protesting the lack of the condom at this stage. Jack was in a frenzy, grabbing at my ass cheeks, trying to get me deeper and deeper inside of him. He bucked underneath me, and I could feel my poor cock softening from the lack of recovery time. I forced a couple of fingers up inside of him, hoping to give him the stiffness that he needed.
Fortunately it was enough to get him off. His cheeks clamped down hard on my dick and fingers, just as he was starting to blow. His sphincter squeezed the remaining blood out of my wilting member, and it shot out of his backside in defeat.
Both Jack and I tend to cum in large quantities, and the tent was virtually awash in the stuff. I took a few moments to lap up the pools that I’d left on Jack’s chest, and sniffed the bleachy smell into my nostrils. There was just to much to do a thorough clean, so we wiped up what we could with a dirty t-shirt, and then fell into a heavy sleep.
I wasn’t sore at all the next morning, but both of us reeked to high heaven. I was lucky, as I didn’t have a hangover either. The other boys in the camp gave us a few rude comments, and I realised that we probably kept them up half the night with our rooting. Then, when we finally dropped off to sleep, the cockatoos resumed the noisy chorus, so there wasn’t a lot of sleep to be had.
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