Saturday, April 30, 2011

Pressure on the base of my cock

Recently I met with the bottom that I have seen in the past and has caused my dick to be sore the days following an encounter with him. Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing things wrong, cause really is there suppose to be sore spots on your cock after you use it for more than an hour in a guys ass? Anyway here is what happened.

We met at a place that I have and after a bit of small talk, cloths started to be removed by both parties. He really wanted access to my cock and started before I had time to get comfortable. After getting him off my cock and sitting down, he got down on the floor between my legs and commences to suck on my cock for the better part of twenty minutes, and this was just some licking s slurping on the tip of my cock, it was to the balls, and fucking his throat for twenty seconds at a time. I really think if I can get an air hose along with my cock down his throat, he would be happy for hours leaving it there, but a guy has to breath.

I think it may have been at this point where the soreness of my cock began, as the back side of my cock, near the base is the sore spot this time and it correlates with the location of his lower teeth, but at this time I was to fresh to feel anything but pleasure.

After the blow job, I got him on the couch with his ass up and his head almost being force into the cracks of the cushions, but not quite. This is when I proceeded to insert my cock into his ass and turn my body almost ninety degrees from his so the his left butt cheek became the spot where I applied pressure to the base of my cock, similar to the last post. This went on and on for a while, then I switched positions and began to fell like I was on a hoppity hop, the one, as a kid, you would put your butt on and and hang on to the handle that stuck out between your legs, and bounce up and down on. But in this case, my cock was in his ass, and I was going full steam ahead, to the point where my balls were being squeezed between us.

This next part was the best, but I couldn't maintain the position that long, he had been turned over, with his ass still up, me in him, my hands on the back of the couch for positioning purposes, but it looked like I was pretending to be superman, stretched out flat with the only point of contact being my hands on the couch and my cock in his ass, and I bounced and rocked, and he came all over his stomach for the first time.

After that we went back to our first position and I could tell that he was loving all the pressure that I could apply through my cock, as he came a second time.

The whole encounter lasted just over an hour, so maybe I went to long, maybe applying the pressure that I did through my weight and cock was just to much for me to ask of my cock. Maybe I have to develop some callouses on my cock, to build up stamina and last longer. Whatever it is maybe someone reading this could give me some tips.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Masturbation technique

For most of my life, my masturbation technique was very similar to this. I would be face down, usually on the floor, or the bed, and place an object, sometimes a ball, usually a pillow and I would hump the object with my cock pointed in the same direction as in the photo. This bent my cock (and I always wonder if my cock is curved because of this) down and put pressure on the base of the cock. With my hands pressing the base of my cock and adding some pressure along the length of my cock I would usually have a dry orgasm. Sometimes I would have a some cum leak out of my cock, but that wasn't consistent till my mid teens. Late in High School or in College is where I first learned how most guys masturbate, but I continued in this method, as most of my masturbatorial  material was printed, and could look and hump at the same time, when I did use my hand to masturbate it was always my right had, with the left hand flipping the pages of the magazine.

Then the internet came along and things changed. I still remember the first time that I masturbated with my left hand, cause I had to use the right hand on the mouse. From there it was almost alway sitting in a chair, with my left hand on my cock, right hand on the mouse and cumming in tissues, paper towels and rarely my leg.

Now this all leads up to the bottom that has given me the sore dick in the past, and another post, that I have queued up.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Regular

For the past few months, what I have been looking for is a regular guy, that would satisfy my guy on guy urges on a schedule that works in my time frame. Kind of like an on demand bottom, who is ready, willing, able, and available when I have the time. After months of searching, that person does not exist, and probably would never be able to exist except in my dreams.

So I've done the next best thing, cultivated a few guys that as a conglomerate meet all the specifics that I've been looking for in a friend with benefits. I think I'm on the verge of pulling this together, its taken over four months just to lay the ground work, and now I can see that the friendship is starting to develop between us.

I can image that most people reading this would think that I'm an idiot for finding out something that seems so obvious and available,  but I would remind you that as recently as six months ago my experience with anything that would be remotely called gay was with online pictures, with the exception of the two or three experiences in college. So for me to go from zero to ten mph, may seem dumb in retrospect but for now, for me, I'm in the fast lane, and thinking that its a good place to be.

Having my balls in a guys mouth has probably been the best surprise of doing any of this. My cock curves a bit more than this one, so hits a guys throat just above the adams apple, when I'm in this position.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Improper use of a Sexual device?

I'm not all the bright when it comes to all the newest sexual devices, and their proper use, but I really do think that this is not the proper use of a fleshlight, still not entirely improper.

Monday, April 25, 2011

The Athletic Supporter I Need

This is the type of athletic support that I really need, an athletic support that could do my laundry and take out my trash. Where does one find one of these?

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Big Load?

It's almost like you can see the future, and if you had a microscope and the ability to manipulate DNA you night be able to do just that.

As I've said in the past my experience mess around with guys is very limited based on my age, and most of what I've learned has been from porn. So now someone has asked if I cum in big loads, and truthfully I don't know what is big. I had a penthouse magazine at one time when I was in my teens and in forum letters was one about a women getting a guy to cum in a glass filled to the brim and she drank it all. So if that is a big load, then I don't has squat.

The above photo is a load I unloaded on my desktop Friday afternoon, a web cam was going at the time this appeared on my desktop what another person watching the whole thing, and for the most part the reason that it occurred at all.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Easter Weekend

One of the earliest memories that I might be attracted to guys in anyway occurred the Saturday before Easter 1978. Its odd that I remember this at all, but its because Easter was the next day and I was watching on a premium cable channel what amounted to porn. The movie was "The Great Texas Dynamite Chase", and while the movie wasn't that great, there was a scene that I remember to this day.

The two main characters, the girls were in a hotel suite, in the bath tub, and the guy that they had picked up along the way stuck his head into the bathroom with the intention of joining them. When he opened the door to walk in he was wearing nothing, but with a cowboy hat covering his privates. At some point between walking into the room and sliding into the bubble of the tub, that hat was put down.

The idea of seeing a naked guy in the bath tub with two naked girls, and knowing that the story line was for them to fuck all night long sent my young imagination soaring to all the different possibilities that could occur between three naked  and horny people.

So that is my Easter memory, what's yours?