Slowly Phasing Out While Continue Bottoming

As a Fleetwood Mac's song goes: Players only love you when they are playing.

E has not responded my text from yesterday. I wonder if I would ever hear from him again. E has the beard and hairy body that I find extremely sexy. My cock gets hard just by touching his hairy chest. In the multiple times we slept together, he always sucked my cock to edge me to the limit before he jerked me off.

"I want to..." That's what he said to me when I asked him why he wants to suck me.

I  find that strange because he does not let me suck him. He said it's messy and yucky.  "Yucky?" I wondered in my mind but didn't think further. I did consider the possibility that he might be carry diseases or even HIV+. But since all we did was kissing, dry fucking and jerking each other off, I didn't think anything bad could happen.  I do (did?) enjoy kissing him. He even said that he had never kissed anybody like we did.  I found that hard to believe and yet I was foolish enough to take his word.

From the very beginning I've always had this feeling that he's a player. He never fucked me. Although one time when he tried to finger me and realized that I was really tight, he said, "I'm gonna hurt you.." hinting that his cock is quite big. Well, he never got to fuck me and I somehow knew that was never gonna happen anyway.

He texted me sexy, luring messages alone with shirtless selfie and pics of himself in underpants. For a while he even seemed smitten with me. And all of a sudden he vanished and appeared to loose interest totally.

I'm certainly not going to "beg" him to answer me. I think I'd just let it go. If one day he resurfaced, I'd take a deep breath and decide what I should do. He might still be able to charm me back to his hairy arms, I would know better that he is just a player.

Besides, I still have my fuck buddy M, who to my surprise sent me a picture of his impressive manhood last week. Unfortunately I was on my way to the city and couldn't meet him on his day off. It's been more than a month since I last saw him. I need his hard stiff cock deep inside me. I want to kiss him, taste him, ride him like there's no tomorrow.  M knows his tool and knows how to use it well. He kisses me, teases me, rims me and is patient to open up my tight hole with his wet hungry tongue. He knows it when I'm ready. He will then force his big cock, knowing that I'd enjoy the pain, slowly down my hole. He will change positions, penetrate me deeper and deeper, with gentle touches caressing my sweaty body. He will increase his speed, his stiff cock thrusts in and out of me, and collapses on top of me when he dump his hot juice inside me. Sometimes after he recovers a bit, he'd tell me to jerk myself off on top of his with his cock still rock hard in my ass. "Good boy, JJ. Good boy.." he'd say.

I know that one day M will also be unavailable. He might be involved in a steady relationship. He might move away or I might move away, etc. All good things come to and an. But meanwhile, I'll let him fuck me. I want him to fuck me. I want as many hot loads of his as I can get. Did I ever mention that he is a hairy Italian? Come to think of it, why would I need E if I still have M? For varieties I suppose..

Oh, and there's a hairy daddy who wants to give me a massage this coming Friday. Let's see how that goes..

But seriously, I'm at the point that I believe it's time to slow down and stop it all one day. I have a partner who loves me, who adores me and never intentionally hurts me. I should be grateful to have him in my life and be loyal to him. There's just too many players out there who will only think of you when they want to play. I've always tried to maintain certain regular, decent, friendship-like relationships with the men I meet. Somehow it's usually not what they are looking for. Over the years my skin has thicken. But finding out that these men basically don't want to have anything to do with me other than having sex still makes me feeling hurt.  And yet I keep giving myself these self inflicted wounds.

I know that day will come eventually. Hopefully before my double life got exposed. Hopefully before my partner found out that I've been cheating on him for so long. Hopefully before I contracted any disease. Hopefully before it's all too late and there's no return.

Keep getting fucked or not?

Your opinion appreciated:

I’ve been seeing this hairy fuck buddy for 5, 6 times in the past three months. At first he would contact me on his own. But recently it’s always I that had to get in touch first and we would fuck at his place. We always had a great time. He loves fucking me and he breeds me every time. He is always very passionate, very oral, very dominant in bed.

Here is something that bothers me: when I email him or text him for reasons other than hooking up, he usually doesn’t respond. (I know he has a boyfriend.) I feel I’m always the one asking to meet..

Should I keep contacting him when I need to get bred or should I start looking for somebody else?

Raped (Be Careful What You Wish For)

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The Sub in Me

Just received an email to confirm tomorrow's meeting with a Master that potentially would use and torture me with his Dom buddy in a loft in midtown.

Last time I was tied up, gagged, and tortured was at least 6, 7 years ago.  I have posted several craigslist ads a few times after that but never did meet with any Master again.  Mainly because it's not easy for me to trust somebody enough to surrender myself. And another major reason is of course of my being in a long term relationship..  Recently I have been having this desire to be dominated, to feel helpless and used by a real Master.  So here I am again..

I believe this Master's name is Bill. From his email he seems to be very experienced.  He made it clear that he won't allow too much limits from my side. I, for the safety of my own and my partner's, told him my limits are no blood, no scat and no permanent marks.  When I asked if he plays safe, he responded, "safe anal but not for oral". It is the standard answer, but deep down, I wish to be fucked repeatedly, hard and raw..

In his email he said both he and his buddy are in early 50s, fit and attractive. I actually found some stuff about him online and even his Facebook profile. He is fairly good looking but he should be in his mid 60s if the information online is correct.  I don't really care if he is in his 50s or 60s.  It doesn't matter to me as long as he is an experienced Dom. There are just too many master-wanna-be everywhere and they don't really know what they are doing.

I also found out that he is married, lives in CT with his wife. Would that be appropriate to confront my possible Master about it?

One thing he requests is that my pubic area and ass have to be cleanly shaved. This will be a problem since I never do and my partner certainly will find it strange if I start doing so.  I told him if our meeting goes well, I'm willing to shave for our first session.

If it does happen, it will be the first time in a long time and the very first time that there will be two Masters working on me at the same time.  I imagine taking one Master's cock down my throat while the other fucking me with full force. And my hands will be tied up the whole time and won't have a chance to stop it. I will be just a piece of meat for their pleasure. They will use me however pleases them.

Why lie about his age? This bothers me a little bit. I guess I will decide if I want to proceed with this after tomorrow's meeting.  Wish me luck?

10 Minutes Affair

The next day after I wrote my previous post, I did give this divorced hairy daddy a surprise visit.  I only had a very short window of opportunity but I went to his hotel room anyway without even calling him.  I knocked the door and he opened the door after about 30 seconds.  Apparently he was sleeping naked and he only covered his private part with a towel when he let me in.

"Don't worry I'll cover myself with a towel. I didn't know you were coming." he smiled warmly.

"I'm sorry I didn't call you first..  and..  I only have about 10 minutes..." I said, not sure why I made this bold move and came here.

He sat down on the edge of the bed with his towel wrapped around his waist and padded on the space next to him.  I sat down right beside him with my arm almost touching his.

"So, am I okay?" asking for my approval.

I nervously smiled and said, "you're more than okay.."

Our eyes met, he leaned over and wanted to kiss me. I hesitated but still let him approach. He kissed me while he unbotton my shirt. Gentle kisses at first, he suddenly throwed away his towel, revealing his manhood, and continued kissing me. Now our breath became heavy and our kisses passionate.

Finally we were both naked. Hairy daddy pushed me to the bed and he sat on me right below my cock. Our cocks were both hard now. Compared with mine, he's got a huge stiff cock. He wanted to get down on me, but I told him not to.

"I've got a few more minutes..  Let's not start.."

He understood and lied on top of me, sealed my mouth with his. We kissed hard, exploring each other with our tongues, tasting each other. I touched his hairy body, squeezed his hairy butt.  He was everything that I wanted, and yet I couldn't have him..

His cock was robbing mine, and his hairy chest on my bare smooth chest. He held my head while he deep kissed me  And I sucked on his tongue as if it were his cock.

Realizing that I had ran out of time, I got up to put on my clothes.

"I'm sorry I have to go now.."

He sat up, his cock slowly soften while he watched me get dressed.

"Thanks for stopping by.  It was nice.  I hope to see you again." he got out of the bed and said to me.

"I want to see you again." he kissed me once again before he opened the door for me.

"I can't promise. But I will try. Bye.." That's all I said before I stepped out of the door.

Divorced Visiting Daddy

Long story short, I got in contact with this hairy daddy who is currently here in my town for business. He is staying in a near by hotel and I have seen the face pic.  He kind of looks like George Clooney, very handsome..

It's very tempting and I haven't been fucked raw since a while. We exchanged many emails and he seems to be a trustworthy man.  He said he is divorced and as been in the closet for many reason.  Drug and disease free.  He has given me his room number and his schedule. What should I do? Should I head to his hotel and let him fuck me? If i want to get fucked, I want bareback. For me, that's the only real fuck. I don't want second best. I want his cock in me and dump his load inside me.

But then I worry about all the "what if"s..

What would you do? 

Italian Rim Master

When I was attending FIT, there were several days in a week that I would have one or two hours break between classes. One day when I was sitting in the library and suddenly felt horny.  So I posted an ad on craigslist looking for someone to give me a blow job and there's this self-claimed "Italian Rim Master" guy replied my ad.  I was young and actually didn't understand the word "rim".  He sent a fuzzy pic of himself and it looked okay to me. Within an hour I was at his office.

It's the building that had a Starbucks on the ground floor near the Union Square. He opened the door and he was bigger than I thought.  He looked friendly enough and I went in.  It was a very small office and he appeared to be there all by himself with lots of fabric samples around. Without saying a word, he lead me to the inner room which had no window. He switched on the lamp above, closed the door, and started to unbutton my jeans.  He kneeled down before me, stuck his tongue out to receive my cock and slowly put my cock into his warm mouth. It was really nice and I decided to let him enjoy it.  After 5 minutes of blow job, he grabbed a triangle pillow on the side and told me to lie on it.

"Let me see your hole..." he said softly.

"I'm not gonna fuck you. Don't worry.." he added when he saw my hesitation.

I took off my jeans and shoes, and did what he said.

He was on his all four, put his face so close to my ass cheeks that I was embarrassed.  I heard him took a deep breath and let out a "hmmm" in enjoyment. Next thing I know was that he licked my hole! Geee..  I never knew that it would feel so good.. My cock got harder in response and I felt my pre-cum dripping. This Italian man certainly took his time eating my ass. He tongue-fucked me, kept licking deeper into my hole.  Once in a while he would take a break and light bit on my ass cheeks.  He would insert his wetted finger into my hole a few times as if to make way for his tongue. His beard rubbing my skin really turned me on.

I was holding onto the pillow tight, letting him literally eat my ass out. He seemed to be in a trance himself, sweating and exploring the deep hole of mine..

When he finally got tied being on his knees, he said, "Get up and sit on that chair."

I sat on the chair he pointed. My cock was stiff and wet.  I thought he would finally take care of my cock, but no. Instead, he lifted my legs in the air and buried his face into my ass again.  I had time so I just let him have his way. I had never experienced anything like that before and I loved it..

He started to stroke my cock while he was licking my ass and I tried to stop him.

"I'll cum real quite.." I warned him.

"Isn't that why you are here?" he said with a smirk and continue stroking my stiff cock.

"I'm really close..." I said to him as I couldn't hold it any longer..

He let my legs down and moved his mouth, licked with his tongue all the way from my hole, my balls, the root of my cock and along the way up to the tip of my cock.. His left hand index finger was finding its' way into my wet hole while his mouth swallowed my hard cock.  Before he could firmly closed his mouth around my cock, I shot my cum straight up.  He felt it and sealed his mouth quickly as if didn't want to waste a drop of my hot juice..

When I cock got soft, he stopped sucking me. He opened his mouth and showed the cum he collected there to me. Then he swallowed it right before my eyes.

He got up, found a towel somewhere and cleaned his own face. He went into the other room and let me get dressed.

He was already sitting at his desk working when I came out. He looked up, smiled, and said, "I like how your ass tastes. Come again soon.."

East Village Advanture

My experience with Master Danny truly opened my eyes. This master/slave relationships, bdsm, cbt, etc. were on my mind almost everyday. Due to the fact that Master Danny and I lived far apart, we couldn't get together as often as we would have wished. So once again, I found myself posting ad on Craigslist searching for masters. And I was hoping to find someone more local.

Filtering through all the replies from people claiming to be masters, one attached a picture. He was in blue jeans, leather jacket and wore pilot sunglasses. And he had a mustache, which in most cases always turn me on. After we exchanged a few emails, we agreed to meet at a Starbucks in East Village.

"When you are there, find a place to sit down, untie your left shoe and I will know it's you." he wrote in his email.

On the day we supposed to meet inside the Starbucks, I followed his direction and untied my left shoe. My eyes scanned the coffee shop once, but didn't see anyone looked like the picture. I sat there drinking my ice tea and waited for him to show up.  Just when I looked out the window, thinking that I might have been fooled, a well built man in leather jacket sat right next to me. His breath smelled of tobacco and, strangely, in this case it excited me.

"I've got a place just a few blocks away. You wanna go?"

I took it as he thought I fit his requirements. Got down from the stool and I followed him out the door.

When we entered the place he talked about, there was a bed covered with large plastic sheet. The sight scared me for it reminded me of the scene in movies where people were about to get whacked.

He seemed to notice my reaction and told me that it's not what I was thinking. Then he told me to strip.  I trusted my own instinct and I took off all my clothes.

He sat on a couch and told me to bent over his knee. Smack! He spanked me real hard right between my ass cheeks. I bit my lips and tried to take the pain. He kept spanking me and I finally cried out and asked him to top. But he just kept slapping my ass with his rough bare hand. His breath became heavy and I felt his cock grew harder.

He ordered me to lay on the plastic sheet covered bed while he removed his own clothes. Then he tied my hands and legs to the four corners of the bed. Now that I really had no control at all, fear came to me. "What have I put myself into?" I remembered asking myself.

When he returned from the other room, he held a box in his hand full of new and half used candles. He sat naked besides me, lit a candle and positioned it high above my chest.

"Are you ready, boy?"

Before I could reject, first drop of hot wax already landed on my left nipple. I screamed and wanted to cry. But it didn't stop him from dripping more boiling hot wax on my nipples.

"You want more, boy?"

I couldn't believe but I heard myself said, "Yes, sir!"

Even though it was really painful, but the sensation was too great to give up. It felt like the wax was piercing through my skin. It's brutal but I somehow loved it.

He covered my nipples and chest with hot wax and started going down. He dripped wax on my abs and was getting closer and closer to my crotch. I stared at the dripping hot wax landed on my skin, one by one.

With a smirk on his face, first drop of hot wax land on my balls. I screamed in pain and yet I had no intention to stop him. Soon my balls were covered with wax, he proceeded to pour hot wax on my cock! Only then I realized that my cock was rock-hard the whole time.

"I see your cock likes it.." he said and poured even more hot wax on my cock. His own cock was leaking precum.

When part of the wax had harden, he broke off most of the wax and freed my cock and ball. Then he untied my right hand and put a lit candle in my hand.

I looked at him in wonder. He grabbed my balls hard in his hand and he said, "Go on, you know what to do. On your cock, boy."

I gave him a reluctant smile, surprised myself more than anybody else, I let the hot wax drip on my stiff cock. While I was moaning in self inflicted pain, he tighten his grip more and more. I no longer knew if I was screaming from the  hot wax gripping down on my cock or by his crushing my balls. His cock stiffen each time he squeezed my balls and heard me scream. When he gave my balls a final, firm squeeze, he shot his white load over my abs.

It somehow tuned me on knowing that my being in pain made him
could make him so high that he came without any stroking by hand. Just when he gave another squeeze on my balls, as if to shoot his last drop of cum, my own cum couldn't stay in my balls any longer..

After we both sort of recovered from exhaustion, he led me to the shower and we cleaned each other.

"I'm William, by the way."

So I finally knew his name.

Master Danny (Part II)

Master Danny ordered me to keep the butt plug in my mouth. I didn't dare to refuse. He tried to force the butt plug deeper inside my mouth with his left hand, and stroked my cock with his right hand. My cock was so hard and so hot in his firm grip.

He put the butt plug aside. He lifted my legs over my head and tied the ankle cuffs somewhere over my head. I thought he was going to put a dildo in my ass or even fuck me, but he rimmed me instead. I felt so high and moaned in lust. After my hole was wet enough, he grabbed the butt plug and forced it right back in my hole in one go. He pulled out and forced it back in several times and I couldn't tell anymore if I was in pain or in ecstasy. I wanted him to stop and at the other hand I didn't.

Finally he stopped and left the butt plug in place. He came to my side and licked my face, my mouth and my ears. He released my ankle cuffs but left my hands tied behind me. I heard him searching for something in the bag. When he came close to me again, I realized that he was putting on a condom on my cock.

"What does he have in mind?" I asked in my mind.

I could sense that he was now standing over my body. After a few strokes on my cock, I felt my cock was entering something, but it's not his mouth. I'm fucking my master! I was always a bottom and had never fucked anybody. This was my first time and I was fucking without a choice. But the sensation was so great I was truly enjoying it. Master Danny was pretty tight too and I felt that I wanted to cum.  But he tied my cock so tight that I couldn't seem to cum. Master Danny rode me quite violently and seemed to enjoy the ride from his breathing and moaning. Finally I couldn't help but shot my cum into the condom while my cock is still deep in my master.

"I think I came.." I couldn't really know for sure since he tied my cock so tight.

He slowed down and got off me. He took off the condom on me and said, "you certainly did, and quite a load!"

"Open your mouth." he told me. I obeyed and waited for whatever my master planned to give me.

I was told to suck on the condom filled with my own cum. I could smell the musky odor of my master's hole and I knew that he wanted me to taste the inside of his hole..

After I sucked the condom clean, he drained my own cum into my mouth. Then he kissed me passionately for a long time, ate my cum from my mouth..

So now he finally took off my blindfold. The lights in the room was dimmed but my eyes still needed some time to adjust. My cock was still hard as rock from the tight ropes around my cock and balls even though I just came. I looked at the ceiling, digesting the experience so far. He looked at me with his face right above mine.

"You doing okay?" he said without much of expression.

"I think so." I replied.

"Good boy."
"Get up and follow me to the bathroom." he told me.

I got off the bed and started walking towards to the bathroom.

"On your knees, boy!" he corrected me.

A little shocked, I went down on my knees and followed him to the bathroom. In there, he told me to stick my tongue out and he placed his semi-hard cock in my mouth.

I started to suck on his cock but he stopped me right away.

"Just let it stay there..." he said. "Look at me. Have you ever tasted piss?"

I shaked my head slowly.

"Well, you can have your first piss in your life today."

While I was still considering if I wanted to do it and I didn't give any indication of refusing, Master Danny took it as an agreement.  He started to release his piss and filled my mouth pretty fast.

"Swallow it, boy." he said with his left hand holding my head.

I forced myself and swallowed the piss which was already in my mouth. He kept peeing and I kept drinking..

When he finished peeing, he told me to suck on his cock. His cock grew hard again in a short time. With the butt plug still in my ass, I felt I was being fucked on both end at the same time.

He pushed me away, walked into the room and told me to lie on the bed again.

When he twisted the butt plug in my ass, my cock reacted and became real hard again. Yet it was quite painful and I shouted out, "No, sir..."

"There's no discussion here!"

I knew I could stop all that by saying the safe word. But for some reasons I didn't.

He pulled out the butt plug, massaged my sore hole a little with some lub. Then I saw him walked to his collections of tools and came back with a dildo attached to a controller. He lubbed the dildo before forcing it's way into my sore hole. I let out a moan as my hole took in the whole dildo. He pressed a button on the controller and the dildo started vibrating inside me. I was so high again my pre-cum started to flow out of the head of my cock. He stopped the vibrates and started again when I calmed down. He did that several times and each time I moaned louder.. Then 10, 15 seconds gone by with nothing happened, I was wondering if it was it and then I felt that the dildo was growing bigger inside my ass and it stretched my hole even wider. I wanted to tell him to stop but before I could say a word, he inserted his four fingers into my mouth. I couldn't do anything but tried to accept this painful joy..

He switched it to vibrates again and his right hand started to stroke my cock. Soon after that, I couldn't resist any longer, yelled out loud and shot my cum on my stomach before I could even say anything.

With the dildo deflating slowly in my ass, Master Danny sucked on my cock for a while. He licked and collected my cum from my stomach with his mouth. He then held my face with both hands and dumped the cum in my mouth. I knew he wanted me to eat my own cum, and so I did.

Feeling exhausted, Master Danny untied my hands after all. When I just wanted to rest and recover, Master Danny sat on a chair and called me over.

"Do you want my cum, boy? Do you want to taste your master's cum?" he asked, with a hint that it was actually an order, not a question.

"Yes, sir." I answered.

"Well, then come over here and suck my cock" he commanded with his legs wide open, his cock pointing straight at my face.

I sucked on my master's cock, licked his balls and the area between this balls and asshole. He moaned a little and I knew he liked that. After a while, he held my head with both of his hands and I knew he was close. He took a deep breath, let out a loud sound and shot his hot sticky load in my mouth. He held my head close to his crotch so I didn't have a chance to miss a drop of his sweet cum. I almost choked but swallowed his huge load in one go. With the taste of his own cum in my mouth, Master Danny kissed me for a long time. We held on to each other's sweaty body and exchanged saliva until we both needed to take a deep breath.

"There's no turning back now. You know that." Master Danny said to me with a smile on his face for the first time.

I nodded and I knew my life had changed permanently in some ways.

Master Danny (Part I)

Danny is a master I met online. I have always been into leather men and curious about master/slave relationship. One day I finally posted an ad on craigslist and he replied it. We exchanged several emails talking about BDSM, CBT, etc. When we both felt it's time, we arranged a time and place to meet and plan to make it happen.  It was my first time; you can imagine how nervous I was.

Took a long ride on the PATH train from Manhattan, I arrived at Newark. My heart was pounding as I was walking towards the Hilton hotel at the Gateway Center. Entered the hotel lobby, I sat on a sofa with an open view so Danny could spot me easily. I sent him a pic of myself but he never sent me his. I had no way to know what to expect except he said he has a mustache and will be wearing leather pants and carrying a black bag.

Every time when the automatic lobby doors opened, I turned my head to see if anybody fits that description.  Finally, a nice build man in leather pants walked in. He was wearing leather jackets, held a black nylon bag in his left hand and had dark sunglasses on. Without taking off his sunglasses, he nodded his head once at my direction and I knew it's him.  After he got a room, gave me a sign and I followed him to the elevator. He dropped his black bag on the floor and said, "take this." I lifted it and walked into the elevator which just arrived. "Am I okay?" I said to him.

"You wouldn't be in this elevator with me if you weren't." he said coldly, still wearing his sunglasses.

Once we were inside the hotel room, he locked the door and told me to remove all my clothing. With some hesitation, I took of my clothes except my underpants. In my head, I was think what if he turned out to be crazy or even a serial killer? But it was too late to change my mind now.

"Your underpants, too." he said. Opened his black bag, he laid out all sorts of leather gears, ropes and various sizes of dildos on the bed.

Trying to make casual talk, I said,"are you going to use all these?"

Without a smile, he only said, "that will be your last question."

He, still fully dressed, sat on a chair and told me to knee in front of him. I did as he said and my eyesight landed right on his crotch. We agreed on the safe word and he strapped a mouth gag on my head. He tied my two hands together behind my back, and put ankle cuffs on me. Then he blindfolded me.

My body was shivering from the cold air in the room and from the fear of not knowing what I'm getting myself into. For a a few minutes, I was just kneeing there and trying to figure out what he was doing through all the sound I could hear.

"Stand up."

I did and felt his hands guiding me where to go. He then told me to lie on my stomach on the bed. I felt his finger trying to enter my asshole and I made a sound.

"You are very tight. We'll have a lot of work to do.."

Lubed my hole, he penetrate my ass with different sizes of objects. I moaned and almost cried out louder each time he stretched my hole wider with his tools. "If you can't take it, you'll have to say the safe word. Otherwise your hole is mine.." I was still blindfolded and could imagine him smirk as he knew I couldn't with the mouth gag on.

My hole was now so hot it almost felt like burning. He pulled out the one in my ass and forced a larger one into me.  It was a butt plug and tears filled my eyes from the pain when it passed the tight ring of my hole. I shouted in pain when he padded on the butt plug several times.

"That's gonna stay there for a while, to keep your hole stretched open."

Then another minute or two passed with nothing happened. I lied there, couldn't move. The butt plug kept my hole open.

Master Danny suddenly flipped my body over. With my hands behind me, I was now lying on my back. My cock was hard the whole time and my pre-cum wetted the bed sheet. I then felt my master wrapped my cock with his mouth and started to suck me. It felt so good I almost forgot the pain the butt plug is causing me.

He removed my mouth gag, and went back to suck on my cock and lick my balls. I moaned in pleasure since now my mouth was free to make any sound. He took a deep suck and removed his mouth from me. My mouth was open and all of a sudden felt his mouth covered mine. He released my pre-cum he collected in his mouth in mine, his tongue went in as deep as it could.

With my blindfold on, everything seemed to be more intense. I swallowed my own pre-cum mixed with my master's saliva.

Then I felt my master held my cock and balls in his one hand and wrapped something like a rope around it with the other. He tied my cock and balls tight, that made my cock stiff like rock. My pre-cum never stopped leaking as I was so turned on..

"Open your mouth." he ordered. He put his cock into my mouth and it gagged me. He told me to work on his cock, lick his balls and suck on them. After a while, he kneed on the bed over my face, forcing me to smell his asshole. I had never been so close to anybody's asshole. This manly smell, to my own surprise, actually turned me on.

"Stick your tongue out." he said to me. The tip of my tongue touched the wrinkled asshole, he let out a moan and sat on my face deeper.

He got up from my face, gave me a kiss with his tongue exploring in my mouth. I felt him slowly pulled out my butt plug. I let out a sound the moment the plug left my body. Then he put the butt plug close to my nose letting me smell it. And he ordered me to clean the butt plug with my tongue. I was tasting my own ass..

Offered more than what my post did..

Posted an ad on the craigslist seeking somebody to come over and suck off my horny cock. Within 30 minutes, I received an email from a man claiming to be in his early 50s.  He said he is hairy (great!), and has facial hair (great! great!!), but had no pic to send me because he was using his mobile phone. I usually don't like to invite anybody to my place without at least having a face pic.  But my cock was so hard and it needed to be drained badly and soon.

A few email exchanged and he rang my door bell 20 minutes later.  He might not be very good looking but his facial hair and handyman shirt gave him a rugged look, which often turns me on..

I guided him to a spare room. Without a word, he pulled down my pants and started working on my cock right away.  I lied on the bed and just enjoyed his service. It felt really good and I had to pushed him back a little once in a while so I wouldn't cum too fast.  He licked my balls, put them in his mouth and sucked on them - it was incredible!

My cock was so hard and precum was clearly visible.  This man looked at my stiff cock intensely. He held my cock in his hand and said, "can I put it in my ass?"

Surprised by this sudden request, I hadn't even had a chance to respond, he already took off his jeans and prepared to sit on my cock.  That's when I saw his really nice hairy body and firm ass cheeks.  Still kind of stunned by the request and at the same time lured by his hairy legs and body, with the help of my precum, he sat on me and I penetrated him slowly. I'm a 100% bottom and the fact that his ass was pretty tight really gave me a sensation that I had never experienced.  That was not the first time that I was sat on/fucked somebody, but it really felt fantastic!

He grabbed my ass from both side, trying to force my cock go even deeper inside him. He started to sweat and I was close to my limit. Didn't want to cum inside him since there was no condom, I pushed him away fast knowing I was about to cum. Still in some kind of trance, this hairy handyman wasn't sure what's going on. "I'm cuming.." I almost shouted. He then saw the white cream shooting out from my rock-hard cock. Without any hesitation, he fell to his knees, opened his mouth and took it all in. He swallowed every drop of my cum and touched my body with his hands.  My body shivered with pleasure while he lick my now softening cock.

He got up and put on his jeans. 

"So what do you do?" I asked.

'I'm a painter. Slow season." That would explain the van he drove him, I thought to myself.

"Did you enjoy it?" with a smirk he asked while putting on his shoes.

"Yeah sure..  more than I expected.." I told him, silly smile on my face, and rubbed his shoulder with my right hand.

"You have my email address. Anytime you wanna do it again.." He gave me a kiss on my cheek. and then he was out of the door.

Too many fuckers, too few opportunities..

Met the ex-NYPD briefly yesterday.  He called my name when I was walking down the street.  I didn't expect to see him at that moment so it took me by surprise.  He was wearing sunglasses the whole time when we were chatting.  I wish he would have taken off the sunglasses because you usually can tell if a person is honest or not by looking straight to the eyes.  As I mentioned before, he has goatee.  I liked what I saw and he is well built - a little taller than I am, which I like.  I could sense he liked me as well.  It might be my imagination but I thought I saw his crotch moved. He repeatedly told me his schedule is flexible and now the ball is in my hands.  Sure I wish I could have his balls in my hand!  I would squeeze them tightly while my mouth work on his stiff cock.

So we'll stay in touch. He made it clear that it's my call.

Yesterday I also got to exchanged a few email with a married man who actually lives just two villages away from me.  We've seen each other's pictures and are just waiting for a mutually convenient time to meet.

He sent me one pic yesterday, which made me wish I could have him over right away.  He also has goatee and, to my eyes, very kissable lips.  He wrote in his message:

discreet, hairy and craving a nice ass to sink into - 40s 5/11 190 and 7c - love to tongue-fuck first - and deep man-to-man kissing gets me harder and hotter.

Man-to-man kiss!! That's exactly what I'm craving for!  I want my tongue exploring his mouth, taste his man's saliva and suck on his tongue till we both almost out of breath.  And of course, there will be so much more I'd like do do with him, or want him to do to me - like tongue fuck my hole till it's wet and ready for his cock to penetrate me..

So this is another one waiting for me to give him a green light to come over..

And, the accountant daddy who calls my cum super sweet? He also contacted me a few days ago, asking me when he can drain my cock again.  This accountant is also married.  He has a big fat cock that I couldn't even put it all the way in my mouth the only time when I tried to blow him.  I usually don't suck anybody unless that guy really turns me on and I feel I can trust him.  I'm not sure if I want to suck him again, but I somehow lust for his hot cum on my face.  My mother is currently staying with me but I told him in an email today that if he dares, he can come over and do me tomorrow morning.  He replied:

if i dare?  you want that ccok sucked that badly...its your mom...what u think would happen if she caught u with sperm on ur face.....ur calll   ill do it ....where u get so brave all of sudden all this time ...i could been drinking ur load.

ok that kind of exciting see what we can do...u mean i can drive you out your mind , suck ur cock dry till every drop sperm shoots down my throat, and then shoot a thick load of whit cream on ur face and u cant moan...........hmmmmmmmmmm  i cant tatse it now

Would I dare? We'll find out tomorrow..

Ex-NYPD

Today, once again, I posted an ad on Craigslist looking for hairy daddies in my neighborhood.  There were quite a few responded my ad, but one really stood out.

Hi, MW 50.5"11, 195. At gym now. I work out 4-5 times a week

Will be available after 7. U won't be disappointed. Goatee, hairy. Call me. xxx-xxx-xxxx. Tommy

Goatee and hairy? Hmm, that would be enough to get me hard..  I didn't call him, as I don't, and never give my phone number unless I'm sure it is necessary.  I dropped one more email asking for a face pic, but he replied and said he's at the gym so no pic.  I wanted to give up on him because people can say anything they want.  Instead, I went on Facebook, put in his email address and search, but found none.  But I did find about 20 profiles that match his full name.  One caught my eye because that person has facial hair and the age seems to match too.

I sent another email and asked where he is located..

Bingo!  According to that Facebook profile info, he was an NYPD detective.  I hesitated a bit, not sure if it's "safe" to exchange sexual emails with a cop, even though he is retired.  I decided to email him and ask if he was with NYPD.  Few minutes later, he replied, did not answer directly, only wrote "do I know you? My schedule is flexible."

So there was my confirmation.  From the Facebook profile picture (quite small and can't see enlarged image), he is not bad looking.  But his visible facial hair and the idea of his being an ex-NYPD excite me.  Imagine if I would be sucking an NYPD detective's cock and even get fucked by him..

We might meet and greet tomorrow in the city.  If it went well and I had good feelings about this ex-NYPD, I might even let him fuck me raw, let this NYPD detective breed my hungry hole..