Monday, November 16, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
You've been Daddy Dicked, Boy!
Bored out of horniness and climbing the walls thinking that I was going to have to jack off again, I decided to make the almost three hour drive to a gay resort/sex club near where I live.
I drove there for what seemed like an eternity with a hard-on the whole way.
these kinds of situations can be like a new presidential initiative... if your expectations are too high you can ruin the whole thing. With that in mind, I set my mind on just making at least one good hook up that would satisfy the beast in me and try not to be too big of a pig about it.
I arrive and had a couple of beers while I got into my 'Ho Wear,' my old jeans with the ass all torn out and buttons on the front that didn't really work and a thread bear white tee shirt with some old cum stains on it that really showed off my hard nipples... even in a darkened room.
I grabbed my poppers and made my way to the building that housed the maze of glory holes, jail cells and darkened cubby holes to see what I could find.
As I waited for my eyes to adjust to the dark, a couple of guys stood by me and started to rub their crotches. It was too dark to tell who was who, but I reached out and started to feel my way around. there was a jock kind of a guy with a really hard upcurved cock who liked my nipples a lot and played with them as I handled his cock. Then there was an older man who seemed to have too much to drink. That alone wasn't a big deal, but as a recently quit smoker, his breath from old whiskey and stale cigarettes made me a little grossed out. Then there was a hulking guy who I couldn't really make out at first because the light was behind him. I could tell he was big, but as I began to see, I could tell he had long hair, which really isn't a turn on for me. Eventually I could tell that he was a really straight looking red-neck who just didn't fit any of the ideas I had for my evening, but as as I was walking away with my newly adjusted vision, I reached out my hand to discover a fat, hard, big-headed, red-neck dick poking out of his pants. So I just grabbed on and kept walking. he got the hint and followed me to one of the glory hole rooms. I didn't want to bother with the glory hole itself, so I just motioned for him to follow me into the room. I took a big hit of poppers and pulled my pants down to my ankles as I sat down and came face to face with this straight man, red-neck monster staring at me.
I started to lick his heavy balls and his dick started to get even bigger. I put my lips around it and was relieved to find that I was going to be able to do a really good job for him. there's nothing worse than finding the cock of your dreams to suck and then find that it's just too big to anything with but throw it over your shoulder and burp it.
I started sucking and slobbering on his stiffy and when I put the whole thing down my throat, I got an audible gasp from my, until then, strong silent type man. I got his attention with that move. He wasn't the most attractive guy in the world, so I imagine that he has had his fair share of rejection by women, and even with his stud cock, by what can be a very superficial gay community. I was on a mission to make sure he knew he was the stud-stallion of the century. That's generally the way I like to make the men feel when I'm sucking on their rod, but in this case, I felt like this man really needed it.
He grabbed my head and with stunned amazement, he started pumping his dick all the way down into my throat and all the way out as I gazed up into his face with my gullet wide open for him.
He skull fucked me good and hard as I massaged his heavy, egg-sized nuts. They would relax and then pull way up high next to his crotch with every pump. Then I felt his nuts really retract as he stuffed the full length of his rod down my throat and held the back of my head with his massive hands. I could feel his cock pulsing and pumping his huge load down my throat as I gagged and choked but didn't spill a drop.
When he was mostly done, he pulled out and I tasted the last few drops drip out of his massive cock head onto my tongue. I licked him clean and he buttoned up and left the room... he didn't say anything, but the look on his face was more than enough thank-you. If I can leave a man speechless, I figure I've done my job, plus that's what turns me on the most.
Based on my non-greedy pact that I had with myself, that really should have been enough for the evening, but I just wasn't really quite done yet.
I wondered around for a while and didn't see anyone else I really was interested in. Just when I was about to walk out, I decided that I would go back into the larger room to see what was going on there. When I did, I saw the Daddy of my dreams standing there. He had to be 6'8" and about 280 lbs. he was massive with a beard and mustache. He was leaning against the wall and sat down near him and started to jack my dick. He was doing the same. For what ever reason, guys like this are rarely into me. Usually I find that they really want someone more their size. I'm not small, but I'm not bulky. I made my peace a long time ago with the fact that I'm a tall trim guy with an athletic build... poor me, I'm not a line-backer like I wanted to be for so long. So, for what ever reason, this linebacker was into me.
I walked over to him and started to fell his massive chest and torso. I ran my hands up and down, pulling on his big man-sized nipples and grabbing his fat, hard, beer-can dick. He grabbed me and pushed me against the wall and started to tongue me. He took his big hand and pushed my head to the side as he bit my neck and started squeezing my nipples. I was putty in his hands and he knew by the way I was submitting that he could do damn-near whatever he wanted to do.
My favorite thing ever is to be man-handled by a man who id way bigger, stronger and more powerful than I am. This guy tossed me around like a rag doll. If he wanted his pits cleaned that's where he put my mouth. If he wanted his tits eaten, he swung my head around to his chest. When he wanted me to suck his dick he forced me to my knees and stuffed it in my mouth. I obliged him everything that he commanded.
He turned me around and started playing with my hole and slapping my ass. He forced me over and I could feel his cock throbbing on my nuts as he pulled on my tits and chewed on my neck. I was moaning in pain and pleasure as his hot breath formed steamy words of faggot bliss in my ear canal and caused my body to shiver and quake.
He pulled out a condom and as he was putting it on, I spit in my hand and rubbed it on my man-hole.
The once empty room was now full of gawkers and watchers. In some situations like this it can be ruined by guys wanting to get too involved, but this man was so fucking big, that all anyone dared to do was watch.
He had a hard time at first stuffing that beer can cock up my hole. Being mostly a cocksucker, I don't have a very wide hole. But this guy was not taking no for an answer and he kept on prodding and stuffing until it made it's way deep inside me. Then he started really bucking like a stud-stallion. My head was banging on the wall in front of me as he fucked and slapped my ass in the middle of a room full of onlookers. he told me to' "Spread my hole." as I begged him to stop and to not stop. I pulled out my bottle of poppers from my hoodie on the floor and he obliged me as I took two big hits and put it back down.
"Where's your fucking manners, boy," he spit. I quickly handed him the poppers and he too took two big hits. To be honest, I didn't know if I could take this bull stud fucking me up the ass on poppers. But what's a boy to do? If Big Daddy Dick wants poppers, you give Big Daddy Dick his poppers. He already has my hole anyway.
I was right. i almost couldn't take my big bull stud fucking me when he was on a poppers high. We were both really bucking and moaning incomprehensible obscenities at each other. My guts were definitely being invaded. It hurt and I loved every hard thrust up my hole.
He suddenly stopped and pulled out, swung me around and pushed me to the ground. He pulled off the condom and started fucking my face hard. Now the back of my head was hitting the wall as he invaded my mouth with his fat cock. A minute of jacking and out gushed his big hot load all over my face and front of my shirt.
As he put himself together, he smiled down at me and told me how that was exactly what he was looking for, and that, " You've been Daddy Dicked, Boy!" With jizz still dripping from my chin I explained that the pleasure was all mine. He helped me up off the floor (all that hottness and a gentleman too).
As I was covered completely now in jizz I thought I'd better go clean up a little bit. On my way out, I saw him sitting in a lounge area so I walked over to him to tell him how much I had enjoyed it. He had a smile on his face the whole time as we introduced ourselves before I left for my room. When I got tom my room and looked in the mirror I could no linger tell if he was smiling at me or laughing because I literally had cum dripping from everywhere. A long strand was hanging from my 'stache and attached down on my shirt. My shirt was covered along with my gotee and neck. I stood in amazement for a while as I gazed at the man juice that now covered my entire front and thought about the 8 or 9 guys who I had walked by on the way to my room. Not that they weren't there to do the same thing, but still, it's not a sight you see every day.
After a little bit of rest, I decided that I still hadn't quite had enough, but I knew that I was really pushing the greed factor. On the other hand, after all this hot sex, I still hadn't cum. I went back in and strolled around a bit. Back in a dark corner I saw what looked like a big black football player. MMMMM! I walked over and grabbed a handful of hard, ready-to-go, monster chocolate meat!
I kneeled down instinctively and pulled down his sweat pants. When I did, his fad rod swung up and slapped my face with a thud. I started to go to town on that beautiful fuck pipe as I squatted in front of this beautiful man, swallowing and slobbering and jacking my cock. He started pumping my face faster now and his nuts were starting to tighten up next to his crotch. He was moaning with pleasure as he pulled out of my mouth and jacked off a huge load of jizz all over my face and shirt. I encouraged him to blow it all over me like the black bull stud he was as I too dumped a big load on the floor... mixing with his cum load and my spit, then he pulled up and walked away. I love it when they do that!
I was once again covered in cum from my forehead to my boots. I stood up to get my wits about me and as I started to walk away I slipped in the gooey pile of spit and cum and landed on my ass right in it. I guess that was my message that I had had enough for the evening. I stood up again and walked past a lot of the same guys who saw me cum covered walking back to my room the first time. some of them laughed a good natured laugh. If they only knew the extent to which I had been totally Daddy Dicked, they would have been jealous.
I drove there for what seemed like an eternity with a hard-on the whole way.
these kinds of situations can be like a new presidential initiative... if your expectations are too high you can ruin the whole thing. With that in mind, I set my mind on just making at least one good hook up that would satisfy the beast in me and try not to be too big of a pig about it.
I arrive and had a couple of beers while I got into my 'Ho Wear,' my old jeans with the ass all torn out and buttons on the front that didn't really work and a thread bear white tee shirt with some old cum stains on it that really showed off my hard nipples... even in a darkened room.
I grabbed my poppers and made my way to the building that housed the maze of glory holes, jail cells and darkened cubby holes to see what I could find.
As I waited for my eyes to adjust to the dark, a couple of guys stood by me and started to rub their crotches. It was too dark to tell who was who, but I reached out and started to feel my way around. there was a jock kind of a guy with a really hard upcurved cock who liked my nipples a lot and played with them as I handled his cock. Then there was an older man who seemed to have too much to drink. That alone wasn't a big deal, but as a recently quit smoker, his breath from old whiskey and stale cigarettes made me a little grossed out. Then there was a hulking guy who I couldn't really make out at first because the light was behind him. I could tell he was big, but as I began to see, I could tell he had long hair, which really isn't a turn on for me. Eventually I could tell that he was a really straight looking red-neck who just didn't fit any of the ideas I had for my evening, but as as I was walking away with my newly adjusted vision, I reached out my hand to discover a fat, hard, big-headed, red-neck dick poking out of his pants. So I just grabbed on and kept walking. he got the hint and followed me to one of the glory hole rooms. I didn't want to bother with the glory hole itself, so I just motioned for him to follow me into the room. I took a big hit of poppers and pulled my pants down to my ankles as I sat down and came face to face with this straight man, red-neck monster staring at me.
I started to lick his heavy balls and his dick started to get even bigger. I put my lips around it and was relieved to find that I was going to be able to do a really good job for him. there's nothing worse than finding the cock of your dreams to suck and then find that it's just too big to anything with but throw it over your shoulder and burp it. I started sucking and slobbering on his stiffy and when I put the whole thing down my throat, I got an audible gasp from my, until then, strong silent type man. I got his attention with that move. He wasn't the most attractive guy in the world, so I imagine that he has had his fair share of rejection by women, and even with his stud cock, by what can be a very superficial gay community. I was on a mission to make sure he knew he was the stud-stallion of the century. That's generally the way I like to make the men feel when I'm sucking on their rod, but in this case, I felt like this man really needed it.
He grabbed my head and with stunned amazement, he started pumping his dick all the way down into my throat and all the way out as I gazed up into his face with my gullet wide open for him.
He skull fucked me good and hard as I massaged his heavy, egg-sized nuts. They would relax and then pull way up high next to his crotch with every pump. Then I felt his nuts really retract as he stuffed the full length of his rod down my throat and held the back of my head with his massive hands. I could feel his cock pulsing and pumping his huge load down my throat as I gagged and choked but didn't spill a drop.
When he was mostly done, he pulled out and I tasted the last few drops drip out of his massive cock head onto my tongue. I licked him clean and he buttoned up and left the room... he didn't say anything, but the look on his face was more than enough thank-you. If I can leave a man speechless, I figure I've done my job, plus that's what turns me on the most.
Based on my non-greedy pact that I had with myself, that really should have been enough for the evening, but I just wasn't really quite done yet.
I wondered around for a while and didn't see anyone else I really was interested in. Just when I was about to walk out, I decided that I would go back into the larger room to see what was going on there. When I did, I saw the Daddy of my dreams standing there. He had to be 6'8" and about 280 lbs. he was massive with a beard and mustache. He was leaning against the wall and sat down near him and started to jack my dick. He was doing the same. For what ever reason, guys like this are rarely into me. Usually I find that they really want someone more their size. I'm not small, but I'm not bulky. I made my peace a long time ago with the fact that I'm a tall trim guy with an athletic build... poor me, I'm not a line-backer like I wanted to be for so long. So, for what ever reason, this linebacker was into me.
I walked over to him and started to fell his massive chest and torso. I ran my hands up and down, pulling on his big man-sized nipples and grabbing his fat, hard, beer-can dick. He grabbed me and pushed me against the wall and started to tongue me. He took his big hand and pushed my head to the side as he bit my neck and started squeezing my nipples. I was putty in his hands and he knew by the way I was submitting that he could do damn-near whatever he wanted to do.
My favorite thing ever is to be man-handled by a man who id way bigger, stronger and more powerful than I am. This guy tossed me around like a rag doll. If he wanted his pits cleaned that's where he put my mouth. If he wanted his tits eaten, he swung my head around to his chest. When he wanted me to suck his dick he forced me to my knees and stuffed it in my mouth. I obliged him everything that he commanded.
He turned me around and started playing with my hole and slapping my ass. He forced me over and I could feel his cock throbbing on my nuts as he pulled on my tits and chewed on my neck. I was moaning in pain and pleasure as his hot breath formed steamy words of faggot bliss in my ear canal and caused my body to shiver and quake. He pulled out a condom and as he was putting it on, I spit in my hand and rubbed it on my man-hole.
The once empty room was now full of gawkers and watchers. In some situations like this it can be ruined by guys wanting to get too involved, but this man was so fucking big, that all anyone dared to do was watch.
He had a hard time at first stuffing that beer can cock up my hole. Being mostly a cocksucker, I don't have a very wide hole. But this guy was not taking no for an answer and he kept on prodding and stuffing until it made it's way deep inside me. Then he started really bucking like a stud-stallion. My head was banging on the wall in front of me as he fucked and slapped my ass in the middle of a room full of onlookers. he told me to' "Spread my hole." as I begged him to stop and to not stop. I pulled out my bottle of poppers from my hoodie on the floor and he obliged me as I took two big hits and put it back down."Where's your fucking manners, boy," he spit. I quickly handed him the poppers and he too took two big hits. To be honest, I didn't know if I could take this bull stud fucking me up the ass on poppers. But what's a boy to do? If Big Daddy Dick wants poppers, you give Big Daddy Dick his poppers. He already has my hole anyway.
I was right. i almost couldn't take my big bull stud fucking me when he was on a poppers high. We were both really bucking and moaning incomprehensible obscenities at each other. My guts were definitely being invaded. It hurt and I loved every hard thrust up my hole.
He suddenly stopped and pulled out, swung me around and pushed me to the ground. He pulled off the condom and started fucking my face hard. Now the back of my head was hitting the wall as he invaded my mouth with his fat cock. A minute of jacking and out gushed his big hot load all over my face and front of my shirt.
As he put himself together, he smiled down at me and told me how that was exactly what he was looking for, and that, " You've been Daddy Dicked, Boy!" With jizz still dripping from my chin I explained that the pleasure was all mine. He helped me up off the floor (all that hottness and a gentleman too).
As I was covered completely now in jizz I thought I'd better go clean up a little bit. On my way out, I saw him sitting in a lounge area so I walked over to him to tell him how much I had enjoyed it. He had a smile on his face the whole time as we introduced ourselves before I left for my room. When I got tom my room and looked in the mirror I could no linger tell if he was smiling at me or laughing because I literally had cum dripping from everywhere. A long strand was hanging from my 'stache and attached down on my shirt. My shirt was covered along with my gotee and neck. I stood in amazement for a while as I gazed at the man juice that now covered my entire front and thought about the 8 or 9 guys who I had walked by on the way to my room. Not that they weren't there to do the same thing, but still, it's not a sight you see every day.
After a little bit of rest, I decided that I still hadn't quite had enough, but I knew that I was really pushing the greed factor. On the other hand, after all this hot sex, I still hadn't cum. I went back in and strolled around a bit. Back in a dark corner I saw what looked like a big black football player. MMMMM! I walked over and grabbed a handful of hard, ready-to-go, monster chocolate meat!
I kneeled down instinctively and pulled down his sweat pants. When I did, his fad rod swung up and slapped my face with a thud. I started to go to town on that beautiful fuck pipe as I squatted in front of this beautiful man, swallowing and slobbering and jacking my cock. He started pumping my face faster now and his nuts were starting to tighten up next to his crotch. He was moaning with pleasure as he pulled out of my mouth and jacked off a huge load of jizz all over my face and shirt. I encouraged him to blow it all over me like the black bull stud he was as I too dumped a big load on the floor... mixing with his cum load and my spit, then he pulled up and walked away. I love it when they do that! I was once again covered in cum from my forehead to my boots. I stood up to get my wits about me and as I started to walk away I slipped in the gooey pile of spit and cum and landed on my ass right in it. I guess that was my message that I had had enough for the evening. I stood up again and walked past a lot of the same guys who saw me cum covered walking back to my room the first time. some of them laughed a good natured laugh. If they only knew the extent to which I had been totally Daddy Dicked, they would have been jealous.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Slippery Throat
I borrowed these articles on Cocksucking and straight men from a board and thought they were really well done. http://www.menwhoswallow.net/
Throat slime is a good thing. It is like a dripping pussy when a guy fucks a woman. When a guy fucks your throat, the slime is lubrication and it is your throat pussy drooling from the dick inside you using you for his animalistic pleasure of getting his nuts off.
Trust me, practice, practice and more practice. Once you are a cock swallower your throat will be in demand and guys will refer you out. There are many straight guys out there that love fucking a fag in the mouth and get off watching their dick disappearing into a cocksuckers head.
I have straight guys that want to see my fag head bobbing up and down on their dick or like seeing my eyes bulge out when they ram their cock down my throat. Most guys sit me down on a small stool or bench beneath them, where a cocksucker belongs, looking up at them to throat rape you. They put my back against the side of a bed and get off watching my fag head bouncing back against the side of the mattress as they fuck my mouth.
Straight guys don’t want talking…They only want to hear you choking and gagging on their dick and hearing the squishy guttural sounds coming from your mouth while they skull fuck you, they also love hearing their load squirting down into you when they blow their load.
I was taught that my throat is a sex organ and my mouth is a hole to fuck. I do need to caution you though, once you master the art of being a total mouth pussy you may become dependant and need your throat fucked regularly to feel whole and complete. Prolonged time periods of not being used can send a cocksucker into withdrawal.
Once guys understand you are nothing but a cum receptacle mouth to fuck and they can use you to unload their balls with not having any concern for you and no reciprocation required…The dicks will be abundant……..Regardless of your age and looks as long as you are clean and discreet and are only interested in being their mouth whore.
http://www.menwhoswallow.net/
Throat slime is a good thing. It is like a dripping pussy when a guy fucks a woman. When a guy fucks your throat, the slime is lubrication and it is your throat pussy drooling from the dick inside you using you for his animalistic pleasure of getting his nuts off.
Trust me, practice, practice and more practice. Once you are a cock swallower your throat will be in demand and guys will refer you out. There are many straight guys out there that love fucking a fag in the mouth and get off watching their dick disappearing into a cocksuckers head.
I have straight guys that want to see my fag head bobbing up and down on their dick or like seeing my eyes bulge out when they ram their cock down my throat. Most guys sit me down on a small stool or bench beneath them, where a cocksucker belongs, looking up at them to throat rape you. They put my back against the side of a bed and get off watching my fag head bouncing back against the side of the mattress as they fuck my mouth.
Straight guys don’t want talking…They only want to hear you choking and gagging on their dick and hearing the squishy guttural sounds coming from your mouth while they skull fuck you, they also love hearing their load squirting down into you when they blow their load.
I was taught that my throat is a sex organ and my mouth is a hole to fuck. I do need to caution you though, once you master the art of being a total mouth pussy you may become dependant and need your throat fucked regularly to feel whole and complete. Prolonged time periods of not being used can send a cocksucker into withdrawal.
Once guys understand you are nothing but a cum receptacle mouth to fuck and they can use you to unload their balls with not having any concern for you and no reciprocation required…The dicks will be abundant……..Regardless of your age and looks as long as you are clean and discreet and are only interested in being their mouth whore.
http://www.menwhoswallow.net/
The Cocksuckers Creed
As a Cocksucker, I realize my place is at the feet of my Feeder. As a Cocksucker, I realize my sexual fulfillment depends on the pleasure I give my Feeder and his generosity in allowing me to gain nourishment from him. As a Cocksucker, I realize my only real sexual organs are my mouth, tongue, and throat. As a Cocksucker, I realize my only need is to pleasure my Feeder. When I am at my true place between his legs, I HAVE NO NEEDS OTHER THAN THIS. As a Cocksucker, I solemnly vow, without hesitation or regret to... - Possess a willing mouth - Know I belong on my knees in the presence of a true Feeder - Accept my Feeder's milk, his nourishment, his cum, in any manner my Feeder requires - Give my Feeder my best, for this is what he deserves for allowing me to nourish myself - Maintain such focus on his cock and his pleasure that it becomes the center of my universe - Suck, swallow, gag, stroke, and choke when he expects me to - Learn when he needs me to suck, swallow, gag, stroke, and choke without having to tell me - Know my place in the world and love and embrace being a Cocksucker, as this is the only way I can perform to my Feeders satisfaction - Make my Feeder moan - Accept that my Feeder is allowed to say whatever he wants or call me whatever he wants while I am pleasuring him - Show my addiction and need for my Feeder's cock and cum by begging for it if need be...for a Cocksucker has no pride - Make my mouth a willing and anxious hole for his nourishing seed - Wear my Feeder's cum with pride - Learn every nuance of his cock and what pleasures him the most - Never bite unless my Feeder desires it - Surrender to deep throating - Surrender to face-fucking - Surrender to multiple cocks or being used - Never stop until my Feeder is finished with me and truly satisfied - Be ready for my Feeder at any time, or multiple times . As a Cocksucker, my sexual identity is tied to the cock of another man. I know that in life I will only achieve fulfillment through the graciousness and charity of my Feeder and hereby vow with all sincerity to service my Feeder to the best of my ability and strive to improve my technique. The consequences in breaking this contract will result in my spiritual, sexual, and physical starvation.
http://www.menwhoswallow.net/
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