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Sunday, August 25, 2013

You Got Cum Up My Nose...

Most people would agree that one of the best ways to spend a Sunday is doing absolutely nothing. I think most people would also agree that one of the few activities that would trump a lazy Sunday would be a 4 hour sex-a-thon. Well that's what I thought...But I may have ventured into the land of PLCs....once again...

Let me start from the beginning....How many of you remember Hickey??? Yes that Hickey. Well about two weeks ago he messaged me once again on OkCupid and we began chatting. Everything was innocent enough at first. Nothing nearly as crazy as the last time that I saw him at the Panera, but at some point, probably around 11pm that night he started to sort of dirty text me. I wouldn't even say it was sexting at this point just dirty texting. Then about 30 minutes in it became full on sexting....pictures and all. To be honest I completely forgot how dirty this guy could be. The craziness had taken the place of any good character traits about him. After an hour or so of dirty texting/sexting I finally relented and gave him my number again (he had deleted it in his anger after the Panera incident).

Hickey then told me that he would be going to Jamaica for a week but he would like to see me after that. I expressed my concern that I didn't want to give him the wrong impression. I was very clear that I really was not looking to date him but if he was still interested in fooling around we might be able to do something about that. He was pretty interested in the proposition so I said I would text him when he got back from Jamaica to talk about coffee sometime.

So a week went by and I texted him again. He had a good trip and thought about what I had proposed, a friends with benefits situation more than a real dating situation, and he was still interested. I thought about this for a while before I really agreed. I remember how emotionally invested he got the last time and I didn't want a repeat, but the truth is I hadn't had sex since Hickey so...yes one head got the better of the other.

We agreed that we would meet that Sunday for coffee....by a fortunate turn of events both of my current roommates were away for the week which made my apartment a pretty conducive meeting spot. I picked him  up from Ruggles (since he lives in Malden) and then drove him to my place. We had a coffee and while watching tv and catching up started making out.

Quickly we were going at it just like we had in the past. His belt was off and then I picked up all six feet of him and he wrapped his legs around me and I walked him into my room and threw him on my bed. His shirt was off next and then mine. We were both struggling to get the others button only pants off. Its sort of funny that we were both wearing pants with no zippers and only buttons and yet neither one of us anticipated that the other person would be wearing them

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The sex then progressed quickly. He gave me an amazing blowjob just as I remembered. He was really into it and pretty skilled. His dick was bigger than I remembered. He was freshly shaved and made a point to tell me that he had cleaned himself up for the occasion. Everything from that point on just became carnal instincts. A lot of pulling, pushing, a little hitting, some biting, and a whole lot of hot kissing. The foreplay and oral sex went on for about 30 minutes or so...maybe a little longer. 

Then the sex began. All Hickey wanted was for me to fuck him.....it was hot as hell. I haven't been with someone who just wanted to be fucked like that in a very long time. There is something about knowing that somebody just wants you inside of them that is a huge turn on to me. So I got him to put the condom on and then had him just ride me. He was super into it....literally slamming himself onto me. Again wicked hot!

The sex continued in about 10 positions for about 2.5-3 hours. It was exactly what I needed. Just some raw fucking to get out all of the pent up frustrations with my life and all of the pent up sexual energy. The absolute best part was that there was no position that Hickey was not up to try. The deeper I could go and the harder I could thrust the happier and louder he got. 

The chemistry was simply fantastic! He trusted me and was able to fluidly move his body with mine and we both had a good time. Until my phone rang....

I paused for a moment and wasn't going to answer it but Hickey must have seen how uncomfortable it made me not to answer my work phone so he literally pulled my dick out of his ass and handed me my work phone. It was a patient and someone who actually needed to talk to me so it was a good thing that we took a break. I called the patient back and started to talk things over with him....Hickey of course couldn't keep his mouth to himself for one phone call...thank God I was able to control my natural reactions to his oral skills. I finally got off the phone with the patient threw on another condom and some lube and again started going to town. 

Eventually Hickey requested that we stop because his ass was getting sore.(OOPS) To be completely honest I am impressed that he lasted as long as he did....Had someone been pounding me the way I was him I definitely think I would have bitched out much sooner (Eh...maybe...I don't really know I have never been outdone yet).

Since he took such a good fucking I asked Hickey what his preference for cumming was. SO I ended up with cum all over my stomach which he promptly cleaned up and then requested that I cum on his face. I decided that the least I could do after him offering up his ass for 2 hours would be to cum on his face. It took about five minutes and then I shot a huge load across his face. Some of it ended up on his eye. He was smart enough to have his eyes closed but I still worried some would get in his eye and let's be real....that sucks...its almost as bad as toothpaste in your eye. I grabbed a towel and wiped my load off his face and suggested we shower. He said "Sure, but give me that towel...you got cum up my nose!" OOOOoooooOOOooops! I guess that happens. Who knew? I couldn't help but laugh and neither could he.
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We then hopped in the shower together and both washed each other off. It was actually nice. We both were finally able to talk like two friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time with no weird or awkward sexual tension. For whatever reason the conversation in the shower post-coitus was the most natural conversation I had ever had with Hickey. I think that because the sexual tension had been alleviated and he felt no need to try and make sure I was still going to like him and want to date him afterward everything was just much more relaxed for the both of us. 

After showering we put our clothes back on and headed out to the living room and just sat and talked for a while...again like old friends. I tried to get him to go for a round two...I even volunteered to let him fuck me....I even pulled out one of my best deep throat tricks...which almost made him cum again, but he was pretty adamant that he didn't want a second round. To each his own I guess right? After talking for probably an hour he apologized for being so crazy when we were dating. He blamed it on recently having come out and recently having gotten out of a relationship. Then we grabbed coffee and I brought him home to Malden and headed back to my place to just enjoy the rest of my night. 

When all is said and done he hasn't texted me since then unless I text him first and he has been pretty normal. I'm thinking this kind of friends with benefits arrangement might work out really well for the both of us and I can't say that I hate it. We shall see where this goes, but who knew we hadn't see the end of Hickey...life works in mysterious ways  I guess.

Well Until Next Time....
Chau!!

Monday, August 12, 2013

Flirts With Friends....

I am here today to talk to you all about something odd and strange that keeps occurring in my life....

The mobile app game Words With Friends has somehow become a gay flirting app. I'm not kidding. On one occasion this app actually even got me laid. Most recently I have been flirting with a total closet case and someone who has come back into the realm of possibility from Argentina. 

Before I go any further let me start by explaining this app/game. Its basically electronic scrabble. You play the game remotely with a friend and take turns playing words with the letters dealt to you by the computer. Simple enough right. Except there is a section of the game where you are able to message your opponent.


As you can see the little chat box has a 1 next to it. That means that whoever you are playing against has sent you a message. I imagine that in the straight world this chat message back and forth is often a place where a lot of shit talking gets accomplished. Not in the gay world. For whatever reason this is where two people with no apparent interactions in the real world besides a chance encounter where you may have become facebook friends can strike up a conversation. It never starts out flirty....then when you are playing words back and forth at 2:39AM and asking why they are still up...things always turn out to be more than what they first appeared. 

Back to my most recent encounters. One guy I was in a show with a few months back happened to invite me to a game and we have been playing back and forth off and on for probably 2 weeks now. We have played words and with each word we play some message happens to accompany it. We've talked about everything from tv shows, to leisure activities, to him suggesting he may be Anthony Weiner for Halloween. Now here is the kicker...this guy is totally in the closet...which most inevitably means I am not imagining the flirting and that it is real. I guess time will tell where this leads.

The other game that has recently started was with a guy I met while in Argentina. He was engaged at the time to a woman and after one night of making out with me...and crying called off his wedding. I didn't hear from him at all after that, but we did become facebook friends. Through his facebook I was able to see that he spent an entire year in South America traveling around before finally applying to law school. Then he finally moved back to the states and started a game of Words with Friends with me on the same day that he added a relationship with a girl to his facebook timeline. Its like a joke...I swear to God. 

Is Words With Friends becoming the new way for closeted gay men to sleuth and flirt with out gay guys they are attracted to or who they think they might get some action from?? Who really knows....just thought I would share this rather strange phenomenon in my life.

Until Next time...
Chau!!!

Monday, August 5, 2013

I Totally Forgot the Worst Part!

And I totally forgot the worst part....




I have professed on this blog before that I NEVER get hickeys. The one guy who was every able to give me a hickey was actually trying and it only lasted for a day...max....But after my rendezvous the other night I woke up to this. Its hard to tell in the photo, but it is two bite marks on my neck...Like I was bitten by one of the True Blood Vampires....

That's right the 5'4" Top Only Asian Harvard Architecture student managed to leave two bite marks in the shape of his actual teeth on my neck for three days. I have NO idea how that happened. I don't even really remember him sucking on my neck or a time when he bit me. The worst part is I wasn't even drinking so you would think that if someone bit me hard enough to leave to marks that I would at least have a recollection of the incident but honest to God...I don't remember a damn thing...

Oh well... Now I really think that's it....
Chau!

A Lot of Duplications...

I had a date for the first time since coming back from PTown on Thursday with a guy I met from OkCupid. It was more or less a typical kind of date for me. This guy had a lot of similarities with other disastrous dates that I have been on. The oddest part was that each duplicate thing on its own was a less extreme version of some previous date nonsense but collectively made for one typical date of ridiculousness.

I guess I should start with this guy's name....or my nickname that is....Mini Asian Harvard Architect or MAHA....

So MAHA invited me to go for coffee at Cafe Algiers which was actually a really excellent date choice. I was running a little late which unfortunately happens all the time with me...I really need to get better at that, but I digress. I showed up and MAHA was sitting at the table waiting patiently for me. I got a delicious mint coffee and he got mint tea and we actually had a really great conversation talking about traveling, work, and prostitutes (I think anyone who has a conversation for more than 5 minutes with me ends up talking about prostitutes though). After much talking we decided to go for a walk around Harvard Square but before hand we both wanted to go to the bathroom. I headed to the bathroom first and then he went when I got back.

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I would like to take a moment just to comment on bathroom etiquette while on a gay date. Every gay man should know that you can't both go to the bathroom at the same time. If two gay men go to the bathroom at the same time while on a date everyone assumes that they are hooking up in the bathroom. If two gay men go to the bathroom at the same time while on a date one of them will assume the other wants to hook up in the bathroom. If you truly want to have a respectable date everyone knows you have to go to the bathroom at different times.
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When MAHA got up to go to the bathroom was the first time I realized how short he was. Seriously, I'm going to be generous and say that this guy was about 5'4" When we started walking around Harvard Square I realized that he had a really cute butt and was actually quite adorable....a perfect Pocket Gay, a little reminiscent of Tiny.

As we continued our walk through Harvard Square MAHA started pointing out to me all of the different buildings and there architectural significance. It was actually quite adorable. We ended up outside of one of the gardens of the graduate architecture school. I couldn't take it anymore and just had to kiss him. We then proceeded to kiss and make out overlooking Harvard Square for a good 20-30 minutes. At the end of the 20-30 minutes somehow MAHA and I ended up going back to his place so he could grab his stuff and join me back at my place.

Once we got back to my place we started fooling around after I had picked up my room a little while he was in the bathroom peeing. I really had not intended this date to go in this way at all so I hadn't even really made my bed....Ooops!

Well after making out for a while and MAHA vigorously grinding his crotch into my own I stopped him and just had to ask, "So are you a top or a bottom? I mean I know we said no sex, but I'm just curious." He looked at me and actually told me to guess. What was confusing about this guy is that at first glance he definitely should be a bottom...he is 5'4", Asian, cute bubble butt....however his body language and demeanor screamed top...well except for the being a pussy about making a move to kiss me part.  Sure enough he told me that he was exclusively a top. Isn't that always the way though....just like with who's gay and who's straight. 
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We continued to fool around and each one of use proceeded to lose more and more clothing until finally we were both naked. It was at this moment that I realized he was completely hairless except for his head, a little bit of his pubic hair directly above his cock, his legs and his arm pits. Now I am not a guy that particularly likes hair, but on someone so short and petite that lack of body hair really seemed odd. 

Eventually, I, of course, was sucking his dick. To be honest, for a full blooded Chinese guy he actually had a decent sized dick. It was by no means massive, but it was of average size and was nothing to be ashamed about certainly. And it dripped precum pretty steadily the whole time we were fooling around so that was cool.  

After sucking his dick for a while and watching him squirm during the blowjob I finally went back up to kiss him which he allowed me to do rather reluctantly. This annoyed me if I am going to be completely honest with you. I can understand a straight guy being an asshole about something like making out with his girlfriend after he cums in her mouth, but a gay guy after a blowjob that didn't end in a cumshot? Come on dude...MAN THE FUCK UP!!

Eventually we were back to fooling around with a lot of heavy touching and a few things of note happened. Firstly, he revealed to me that he loved thigh fucking a guy. (So this is the second guy over 30 in the last month who was into thigh fucking....WHEN DID THIS BECOME A THING??? Did I miss a gay meeting or something? Is it in the minutes? I wish someone would enlighten me about this phenomenon and why all of a sudden so many of the guys I am seeing are into it.) Secondly, the guy kept making an intimation that he would like to move the whole situation to the shower. It was an odd request especially since no one had even cum yet and there was no mess to clean up. Thirdly, the guy definitely hated sucking cock. He would bring his head down to my dick and lick the shaft once before totally giving up. I had never really run into this problem before if I am being honest. Usually gay men love to suck dick and if they don't then they never even make the effort. But to make such a feeble effort to lick my dick twice like a Bertie Botts Booger flavored lollipop was just too much. Eventually I got him to suck it properly, but I didn't want to push it. 

After fooling around for a few hours I finally just started really teasing the hell out of the guy between my hands and my mouth. And then he said, "Okay so I know that you made that joke about working with 'your' people earlier, but seriously were you ever a hooker?" I was so taken aback by the comment that I didn't even respond. Instead I just focused my efforts and made the guy blow a huge load all over himself. 

That is rude though right? I mean even if you think your date use to be a hooker shouldn't you just keep that thought to yourself? What if I had been a hooker when I was younger....would you really want to know that? Would you really want to rehash those memories for me mid-blowjob? 

After he came he was clearly uncomfortable with the cum on his body so I offered to shower with him. We both hopped in the shower and he kept trying to convince me to get myself off, but I just didn't feel like it. We then ended up just cuddling and going to bed. I was big spoon...which just further confused me about his Top Only status.

 I woke up early to the sounds of heavy rain and thunder and lightning. I was immediately turned on. I don't know if I am the only person who feels this way, but there is something so erotic about a thunder and lightning storm that I become instantly horny the minute one begins. It was really convenient that MAHA had his chest and hard dick pressing against my own. We proceeded to fool around in our early morning haze until he got a phone call probably around 7. He answered the phone and it was his mother who told him that she would be waiting for him at South Station at 8am to head back to Connecticut with him, where they both lived. 

I almost started giggling it seemed so ridiculous, but I held it together and simply said, "So you should go then?" And his reply was actually pretty nice, "No I have at least 5 minutes....do you think you can cum that fast?" I laughed and just got to work....I busted pretty quickly and he insisted that he could not cum or he would fall asleep on his mother. We then got dressed and I drove him to South Station with a raging hard-on hiding in his jeans. 
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On the ride to South Station I made a comment about maybe coffee again some other time or drinks and he was very vague and noncommittal in his answer which I assume means he wasn't really interested in a second date. To each his own I suppose. At South Station he got out of the car and actually gave me a kiss good bye before heading into the train station to find his mother and I headed to Dunkin Donuts to grab a coffee on my way home. Once home I hopped in bed and just passed out for a few hours before I woke up to a gloriously sunny day and brought my ass to the beach. 

Its funny how this guy on paper seemed so good, but in practice was just so clearly not right. I don't know how I am ever going to find someone who is as good in real life as they are on paper. However, on the bright side at least this guy was out. Judging by some of his behaviors when we were fooling around I am going to say that he is probably pretty sexually repressed but at least this time it is because of his Asian heritage and not because he is afraid someone is going to find out he is gay....Its a step in the right direction. YAY for little victories!!! 

Well I guess that is all I have for this time...
Until my next date!
Chau!!