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5 Nov 2005 - Adam
Strapped down to my bed, hooded, gagged, and his beautiful ass up
This Sunday I played with a guy who I met online at a leather/bondage/fisting website which I frequent on occasion. He’s about 40 years old, very handsome, and has a beautiful muscular body. As are several of my play buddies, he’s in a relationship with someone who has no interest in bondage or fisting, but at least in this case, allows his boyfriend to explore and fulfill that part of his life. Which in my mind is a very healthy approach to such a situation.
He came over about 8pm . I don’t often play on a Sunday, as I have to wake up and be responsible the next morning. But he had to work as well the next day so I knew we would only go for a few hours.
After he arrived I quickly took charge and had him standing naked and ready to submit as I told him too. Before too long I had him strapped down to my bed, hooded, gagged, and his beautiful ass up and exposed for the forthcoming onslaught.
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29 Oct 2005 - Adam
Another good reason to secure your backpack on the subway...
Today I had a very embarrassing situation. I was riding the subway over to a friends to play. It was early evening, so the trains were still busy, although not as busy as during rush hour, THANK GOD!
Anyway, as a good top, I always bring plenty of Crisco, gloves and sometimes an assortment of toys or such. Well, they were in my backpack, safe and secure..or so I thought.
I was on the subway and we had just left a station, the one right before I had to get off at. I stood up to get ready to exit, when all of a sudden my backpack got very light and I head a bunch of thuds. My pack and opened and the Crisco, gloves, and one toy had fallen out. Of course, EVERYONE on the subway looked over. One mother was obviously horrified, a few Latinas giggled, some teenage boys started to make some comment and one, obviously gay man was smiling quite profusely.
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22 Oct 2005 - Adam
When you need it - YOU NEED IT!
This past weekend I met up with a play buddy who I haven’t seen in quite a while. I met him about 6 years ago, not long after he moved to NYC from Europe . Since meeting him, he started doing porn, escorting, and making quite a different life for himself. We speak every so often and occasionally we’ve met up to play. The last time we played was sometime in the fall, and before that was at the International Mister Leather Contest in Chicago .
Anyway, he called me up on Sunday morning and asked if I would come over. Honestly, I was kinda tired and not up for a long session, but as I’ve been told before by many bottoms, when you need it, YOU NEED IT. So, since he’s a friend, I went over to his place.
He lives in a nice apartment downtown with a separate play room. He was all cleaned out and ready when I arrived, so we started almost immediately. Now, my friend is a very experienced player, and he loves to get fisted hard and fast. Especially getting punched. He’s probably one of only two people I know who likes to get punched that hard and that intensely, especially so soon after beginning.
I opened him up, which took all of 5 seconds, and my hand was in. After exploring a bit, and opening him up deeper, we started to go a bit rougher. Within 5 minutes he was saying, “Harder! Harder!” “Punch it. Punch it!” So, that’s exactly what I did.
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15 Oct 2005 - Adam
The Sling or Not The Sling - that is the question?
Like many avid fisters, I have a sling in my apartment. But contrary to most, I am actually not a huge fan of slings. So, despite having it, I actually use it very rarely. I am not sure if others will agree with me, but let me explain my reasoning.
The advantages of using a sling are quite evident. It allows the bottom to lay back and relax, and completely let himself go to the experience. It allows for long, extended play sessions, where he doesn’t have to worry about keeping his legs up on his own (however cramps are inevitable with too long a stay). In addition, there is a certain kind of ‘extreme’ quality about using a sling. It can make sex very carnal, self-indulgent, and for lack of a better word, piggy. Taking it one step further, if you have the inclination, you can also tie a bottom up quite effectively in a sling, and have his hole (and everything else) there for your use and abuse.
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8 Oct 2005 - Adam
Mr T.
I got in late last night from my trip to LA. As always, I had a great time and am still thinking of moving out there sometime in the next year. We’ll see if that happens. I’m a native New Yorker, born and bred here, so it would be a big change. But I’m getting ahead of myself.
On Saturday, a day after my film shoot, I had my photo stills. After I had my stills taken I hung around on the set for a while to see some of the other models and their shoot. While I was there I started to chat with one of the other models, a really cute muscular bottom with brown hair and eyes, who’s name I wont reveal but will call him, T. While we chatted it became clear very quickly that he was as attracted to me as I was to him.
We went off to one of the rooms upstairs and made out until we were rudely interrupted by the director. T had to go off and stand by for a scene, and then he was going to do his first scene later on. I gave him my number and asked if he was up for playing later that night. He gave me a big smile and said yes. I went off with a raging hardon tucked into my pants.
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31 Sep 2005 - Adam
Finally Jim...
So last night, I finally got to play with Jim, the guy from Arizona whom I had met on Saturday night. We had talked on the phone earlier that day and planned to meet up around 4pm.
Jim arrived right on time and walked in, all 6 feet and 2 inches and 225 pounds of him. Before we started we made out for a while and I could already tell we had a great connection. We undressed as we continued to make out and just enjoyed each other’s body. As usual, my hand crept around to his ass and I was fingering him before too long. He clearly was enjoying it, which got me even more excited. I pushed his legs up to his shoulders as best I could, they were heavy, and buried my face in his ass. He spread his cheeks even wider and I just chowed down. We continued like this for quite a while. I would eat his ass, he would suck my dick, and then I began to fuck him. I fucked him on his hands and knees, on his back, on his side, any position we could manage I think we tried.
It must have been at least two hours before we even thought about fisting. But it was clear that he wasn’t going to let that go unexplored. When the time came, I brought out the Crisco and greased up. I opened him up slowly as is my way with any guy, and he quickly opened up for my entire hand. I loved looking into his eyes as I had my hand inside him. I would pull him up to me and kiss him while I had my hand in his hole, loving the electric connection that came from having our lips together and my arm inside him.
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24 Sep 2005 - Adam
Have we met before?
Last night I went out with some friends to this little sleazy bar in midtown. It’s the kind of place that should have been in the East Village , 10 years ago, when the East Village was still raunchy and a bit dangerous. Now the East Village is more of a place to kick back with a non-Starbucks latte and some good “New American,” cuisine before heading off to one of the local ‘in’ bars that’s serving the best apple-tinis in town. Suffice it to say, I do not spend much time in the East Village anymore.
Anyway, this bar in midtown is a great combination of hard rock, sleaze, and even some leather, to satisfy the social pig in me. My friends and I were chatting/cruising when I saw this really handsome guy at one of the bar. He was with another guy but it quickly became obvious that they were not a couple. I didn’t know why but he looked incredibly familiar. Like someone you’ve had sex with years ago but who’s name you cant recall, or an old college friend you haven’t seen in 10 years. One or the other.
I made my way over to the bar and got a drink, and just as I turned around and was about to make my way over to him, there he was, next to me. He had a huge smile and said, “hey Adam.” All I could think was, “shit, we’ve had sex and I can’t remember his name, and worse, he remembers mine!”
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17 Sep 2005 - Adam
Last night I met up with a couple who I had chatted with online a few times over the past week. They were from Fort Lauderdale and were coming to NYC for a long weekend and wanted to meet up. They were both versatile with one more of a bottom and the other more of a top. I enjoy playing with couples, so we agreed to meet up on a Saturday night after they had gotten in from a show.
When I got to their hotel room, Carlos, the vers top was setting up a portable sling in their room while Tim was in the shower finishing cleaning up. Carlos was a very handsome Latino with a great body and had a nice uncut dick. He greeted me with a smile and a kiss that definitely got me in the mood for more. I helped him set up and a few minutes later Tim emerged, freshly clean and still a bit wet. I was undressed already and his face lit up when he greeted me. They were pleased with me as much as I was with them.
After reintroducing myself, we quickly became better acquainted. True to his form as the bigger bottom of the two, Tim started to suck my dick while he stuck his beautiful ass out for some more attention. While Carlos and I kissed I reached down and fondled Tim’s ass. He was still a bit moist from the shower and I could tell he was anxious for more serious assplay.
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10 Sep 2005 - Adam
Do you remember me telling you about that young guy, the 26 year old, who claimed to be a fitness model, and who was really curious about fisting? Well, last night we finally met up. And guess what, he really is as good looking and built as he claimed. Needless to say, I was very happily surprised. He had that fresh-faced Midwestern look about him. Definitely one of my types. But looks can be deceiving, he might look naïve and innocent, but he was a pig underneath that choirboy exterior.
When he arrived we started by just talking for quite a while. He was very curious, and really REALLY wanted to try getting fisted, but he was also very nervous about it and had a lot of questions. I answered all his questions and after about 30 minutes he was much more relaxed and obviously looking to start. Once naked I had him lie back on the bed. He lifted his legs up to expose his beautiful hole. He had a perfect bubble butt, and his hole was pink and smooth and practically quivering with excitement.
It was the type of ass I could have spent hours eating and days enjoying. Sad to say, because he has a boyfriend, he didn’t want to get fucked, or really do anything but get fisted. Therefore I could not satisfy my desire to shove my tongue deep in his hole, so instead I greased up a few fingers and worked them inside him. His hole was small and pink, but it was not by any means tight and closed. He opened up like a flower and in only minutes I had four fingers inside him.
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3 Sep 2005 - Adam
There are two guys, a couple, who I have seen around NYC for the last 8 years. In the city, on Fire Island , at all sorts of parties and events, everywhere. I’ve had a big crush on them for as long as I can remember, but never thought anything would come of it.
Well, over the last year the casual flirting I’ve exchanged with them has steadily increased, and finally culminated in a plan to meet up and play. They’re both muscular, tattooed, and sexy as fuck. I was very excited to get together.
I met with them one evening around 8pm . When I got there, both were in their underwear and an old video was playing from way back in the 70s. It was hot, and seemed to be quite appropriate. I was horny and couldn’t wait to really start having fun.
I stripped down and they followed suit. I sat on the couch between the both of them. One started to kiss me while the other played with my nipples. Before long, cocks were in mouths, fingers in butts, and we were no longer talking. After a while, switching around, we moved into their bedroom where the bed had already been conveniently covered with rubber sheets. I notice hooks in the ceiling and suspected what they were for. I hoped I would soon find out.
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29 Aug 2005 - Adam
I hooked up with a guy who was visiting from LA and on his way to Europe after gay pride here in NYC. I met him online, which for me is a quick and easy way to hook up. His name was Kyle and he looked just like his picture, handsome, muscled, and a total bottom. My favorite.
After he came over and got comfortable I immediately started to eat his ass. His ass is beautiful, round and nicely muscled, but not too hard. I spread his cheeks wide and just went to town for quite a while. After a good 30 minutes I moved around to the front and had him work on my cock for a while. I was rock hard and fucked his face while I played with his ass with my hand. His hole was wet and pliable and had opened up really nicely. I was so turned on I couldn’t wait any longer and flipped him around, pulled on a condom I had ready, and started to fuck him. I had to be careful so I didn’t come too soon, but before too long I couldn’t hold back and just had to come. After I came we took a little break. During the break I got out my bondage gear and started to get him in ankle and wrist restraints. I shackled is wrists to his knees, with his arms between his legs, so his ass was up at the ready for whatever I wanted.
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13 Aug 2005 - Adam
I got an email today from a young guy (25) who says he’s interested in fisting. I get these a lot, but his went into quite a lot of details, particularly how everyone he’s dated hasn’t been into anything kinky and he’s been struggling to discover how he can expand his experiences. He then went on to describe himself, including his work as a fitness model and a description of his body that if it’s true, would be quite amazing to see.
We are making a plan to meet, so I’ll let you know if he measures up to his description. I’m not a body fascist so it’s not such a big deal to me if he’s not exactly as he leads on, but until we meet, I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt.
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6 Aug 2005 - Adam
Myths and Facts
I was talking with my friend Garret who has always squirmed at the very thought of fisting. He’s a total bottom and LOVES LOVES LOVES getting fucked, but has always asserted he cant stand even a finger in his hole. His new boyfriend however loves fisting and has been able to get him to enjoy a few fingers and even the occasional toy. However, Garret is still terrified at the idea of getting fisted. He has a lot of fears about it and got the courage to ask me some questions. Now, I am by no means the last authority on the subject, and I am not a doctor, but here are some of the myths and facts we discussed and my take on them.
Myths and Facts (to my knowledge)
Myth: Fisting is Dangerous
Fact: Any sexual activity can be dangerous, fisting, when done patiently and with an experienced partner, is safe and potentially less risky than many other sex acts. While it is true that someone can get hurt (unclipped nails come to mind), it is also true that more people get hurt using toys than in fisting. People can tend to get aggressive with toys, which are often hard and rigid, and when thrust too hard, can cause serious damage. Fisting, when done with a lot of communication and patience, is safe and enjoyable.
Myth: You can get fat from absorbing Crisco though your anus
Fact: Fat molecules are too large to get absorbed in your lower colon. Micronutrients and water are the only substances that can get absorbed through your lower colon. Go ahead; shove a donut up there. It might not taste very good, but it’s has no carbs and no fat when eaten that way.
Myth: You will get stretched out and have problems holding your bowels later in life.
Fact: This is not true, especially if you don’t abuse your hole. The anal sphincter is a muscle like any other muscle, when exercised and strengthened it can become stronger. There are many guys who I have fisted, and then fucked soon after, and they can tighten up almost as if they hadn’t been fisted. Kegel exercises, the kind where you squeeze your ass and you can feel it in your balls, works wonders for strengthening these muscles. In addition, getting opened up slowly at first, allowing the muscle to stretch and expand in the beginning of play, will also help prevent any overstretching and extreme soreness. Lastly, hemorrhoids, which are basically a herniation of the muscle, are the body’s way of closing the anus and preventing leakage.
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30 Jul 2005 - Adam
NYC Leather Pride
I never pick up anyone from a bar, but there are always exceptions to a rule. I figured tonight was as good as any to go out to the Eagle, which I go to about once a month. I arrived a little for NYC, about 11:30 , and it was relatively crowded for such an early time. I rarely wear my full leather out, especially in the summer, but it wasn’t too warm and so I was in a pair of leather jeans, sam browne belt, arm band, and of course, a red handkerchief dangling from my left rear pocket.
I got my usual bottle of water and stood to the side watching the crowd of people mingle and walk by. A bit bored I went up to their roof deck in search of a few friends.
Up on the roof it was warm and pretty crowded and there were obviously some visitors in town for leather pride. I was chatting with a few friends when a very handsome guy with great tattoos walked by and caught my eye. He was wearing leather jeans, an armband on his right arm, and, to my surprise and deligh, a red handkerchief from his right pocket. Now, I tend to be a bit shy in bars so I wasn’t going to walk up to him, yet. I first positioned myself so that he could see me, and, most importantly, my handkerchief. It wasn’t long before he noticed and I could see him smile. I caught his eye and nodded bacik, and 2 minutes later we were talking.
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28 Jul 2005 - Adam
Make Daddy proud
I found a great deal online and have already booked my next trip out to LA. A good friend on mine who has never been to Palm Springs is going to fly out from NYC and meet me in LA and then we’re going to drive out to PS for the weekend. There are a lot of pigs in PS so I’m expecting to have a good and greasy time out there. I will have to make sure I bring plenty of nail files out with me.
This week I’ve joined a new website which caters to guys into leather, rubber, sm, fisting, and many other fun activities. The guys on this site are from all over the world so I have been bombarded with messages from guys in Australia , Germany , Spain , Canada , the US , South American and Asia . Africa is the only continent (other than Antarctica ) that I haven’t gotten a message from.
I must say, there are many hot guys all over the world who want a good fist up their hole. And plenty more who haven’t tried it but want to. If only I was a pilot I would be happy to oblige them all. Until then, I must wait til they come to me, or if I make a trip out there way. I haven’t been to Europe in a long time, and never been out and about there. Every time I get an email from some boy in Germany , the Netherlands , etc. I say to myself, “I think it’s time to plan that trip to Europe .” Unfortunately I don’t expect to get there anytime soon, but one never knows. Hopefully by year end or early next year. It saddens me to think of all those empty holes on the other side of the pond.
This past week has been a little slow on the fisting front. Don’t get me wrong, there have been a few opportunities, but there has been a heat wave in NYC and for some reason that has put a little damper on my normally out-of-bounds sex drive. But that didn’t stop me from having sex with this totally hot Latin boy yesterday.
We met online and after I assured him that I was discreet and his boyfriend (who was away) would not find out, he agreed to come over. Now his pictures were very nice, but with any online meeting I have learned to keep my expectations to a moderate level. Well, surprisingly, he looked even better than his pictures. I could have grated cheese on his abs they were so perfect. He has a small waist, a nice chest and a wide back. He looked great, and even better with his clothes off and my dick in his mouth.
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28 Jul 2005 - Adam
Back in NY and stocking up on Crisco 07/15/05
I’ve been back in NYC a few days and I miss Los Angeles . I’ve already begun to plan my next trip back there. I’m sure I’ll have a few more stories about my next trip out there.
Since I’ve been back I’ve been catching up on a few things, restocking on Crisco and paper towels, typical weekly chores around my house. I had to restock because today I met up with a fuck buddy of mine who I have played with off and on for the last few years. His name is Brett, and I can say his is easily one of the most handsome men I have ever met, let alone had sex with. He has a boyfriend and kid, (no, I am not a homewrecker, they have a well established open relationship), and we play about once or twice a year. He’s a Midwest farm boy originally and at 44 still one of the most handsome men I know. He’s 6’2, about 195, muscled and lean, huge dick, huge hole, and he loves to get fucked, fisted, and have a nice cock down his throat. He also gets off on getting video taped so I made sure I had fresh tapes for my videocamera before he arrived.
He got to my place about 3pm on Thursday. We had planned this while I was away in LA and I both of us were really looking forward to it. We hadn’t played in about a year and when he walked in, I was immediately hard. He barely stepped inside and said hello before he had dropped to his knees and had unzipped my pants and had my cock in his mouth. I reached down and put my hand down his pants so I could feel his hole. He’s one of those guys who self-lubricated and his hole was already wet and pulsating.
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8 Jul 2005 - Adam
Los Angeles has been absolutely wonderful. I have been enjoying my trip out here immensely. I am seriously considering moving out here, although that is unlikely to happen in the very near future, but one never knows.
As I was fisting this guy the other day and we had a discussion as to the best lubes to use for fisting. His preference was for Slam Dunk, which of all the grease-based lubes you can buy, I prefer the most. Elbow grease is acceptable as well although not my first choice. And as for Boy Butter, well, maybe I should try it again, but I haven’t always found it as user friendly. My personal favorite is regular old Crisco. Call me a purist, call me backwards, call me what you will, but I find it to be the best and most reliable lube for fisting. Yes, it stains. And yes, it has that undeniable odour that wont come out of your sheets and towels, but it’s still the best and durable lube in my opinion. (I have rubber sheets and play towels so I have learned to avoid the Crisco smell on all my belongings). Of course there is also another favorite of mine, J-Lube. J-Lube however I do not like to use on it’s own. For that, I prefer to use it after a hole has been pre-greased and has already been opened up with Crisco. I find that if you use just J-Lube, it can become sticky and gummy.
Now, I have heard many recipes about mixing J-lube and Crisco, or other such concoctions. Maybe I don’t do it properly, but I have never found these combinations to be very effective, certainly not more effective than J-lube following a pre-greasing with Crisco.
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1 Jul 2005 - Adam
Hoy Muscle Bottom
This afternoon I met up with a hot muscle bottom who lives in West Hollywood (surprise). He is a tall guy, about 6’3, probably about 200lbs, great body and an even better ass.
After I stripped down he wasted no time getting on his knees and swallowing my cock right down. He spent about 30 minutes working my cock bringing me close to climax and then back down. I could no longer contain myself so I grabbed his head and fucked his face hard til I came. I practically fell over afterwards and he had the biggest shit eating grin (or cum eating grin) on his face. He was clearly very happy.
While he was sucking on my cock I had been reaching over to finger his pretty hole. He had a mirror set up so I could see it while I was fucking his face and it was all I could do to not jump immediately on his ass. After I had come, I had him turn around so I could eat his ass. I pulled his checks apart and dove right in. I ate his ass with as much enthusiasm as he had for my cock. With his hole now nice and wet, I was back to being rock hard, perfect timing. I fucked his ass hard and fast, and slow and gentle. His hole felt amazing around my cock and I loved being inside there.
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24 Jun 2005 - Adam
I Love LA!!!
I love LA! It has been a great trip so far and I’m only halfway through my stay. The weather has been great, the boys are hot, the holes are warm, what more could you ask for?
Yesterday I met with an older guy, in great shape, who has been into fisting for over 20 years. He started pretty young and has a very experienced hole. Before we met up he asked me if I preferred to open a hole, or if I liked it already open when I start. Now, I am a hole pig, so for me, part of the pleasure is opening a guy up. So when I got there he was freshly cleaned out but hadn’t opened himself up. Well, you could have fooled me! We had only been at it maybe 5 minutes before I was able to get my whole hand in, and just a few more before I could get my entire closed fist into his hole. He wasn’t all stretched out when we stared, he just opened up incredibly easily and my hand just slipped right in. I have small hands but even I was impressed at how quickly he took it.
Well, my surprise increased when 20 minutes later, I was half way to my elbow and going deeper. Over the last few years my forearms have gotten so big that I haven’t been up to my elbow in at least 3 years. I have come pretty close with a few guys, but no one in any recent memory has been able to actually get that far. Well, he did. Not 30 minutes in and my elbow crested his hole and then just popped right in. Don’t get me wrong, it was a stretch for him, but one he seemed to thoroughly enjoy. He was moaning and shaking and quivering with pleasure. After a minute with most of my arm in his ass, I slowly pulled out in one long smooth stroke. He commented how he loved the feeling of my forearms stretching out his hole. I continued to oblige him with continued long strokes of my arm in and out of his ass.
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17 Jun 2005 - Adam
So today I flew out to Los Angeles for about 10 days. I'm here to see a friend, to have a little vacation from New York , and to see whether I like LA enough to consider moving out here. I am a city boy through and through, born and bred in NYC my whole life, so to even consider moving out here is a big deal.
Anyway, I had a really early flight and I am exhausted. I met up with a guy last night for a nice fisting session so I was up later than I should have been. I still got almost six hours of sleep, and I did rest on the plane, but I am still tired from my activities. I need to rest up because I have a feeling I will need my energy for my stay in LA.
I've exchanged emails with quite a few men in LA and have some hopes of some pretty hot times while I am here. There are at least two guys that come to mind who are totally hot and ready to get opened up. I can't wait! I'm sure I'll have a few stories about my stay so check back and see what happens. I'm getting hard just at the thought of what might transpire.
Play hard. Play safe. Pass it on.
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11 Jun 2005 - Adam
Greg takes 2
I was up early this morning, which was a good thing, because I got a call from my friend Greg , who wanted to know if I was up for going to New Jersey to see this guy. I had been with him a few times to see this man, a muscular and handsome man in his late 40s, and since I was up and showered, I said yes. I agreed to meet my friend near the Holland Tunnel and he was going to drive us to the hotel we always went to over in NJ.
Well, when I met my friend, to my surprise he didn't have his car, but instead his motorcycle. Now, I've ridden on the back of a motorcycle before, but not for such a long trip and not on the highway. I'm not a particularly nervous person so I strapped my helmet on, hopped on back and held on for dear life. It was early, a gray and chilly day, and suffice it to say, by the time we got to the hotel my hands definitely needed to be warmed up. Good thing they were going to be in a hot hole very shortly.
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3 Jun 2005 - Adam
Smooth Pink Hole
Today I met up with this Australian guy who I've been exchanging emails with for the better part of a year. He has been planning this big trip to the US and to many major cities across the country while he is here. He saw my profile up on a website that I belong too, and contacted me mid last year, to see if I wanted to meet up when he was in NYC. We exchanged emails and at some point I gave him my number. Well, last Friday I get a call from him, he was in NYC and wanted to know if I still wanted to meet up. I said yes and we made a plan to meet on Tuesday.
He arrived around 4pm . After meeting in person, he went off to get ready while I finished getting my apartment ready. The sling was already up and the rubber sheets on. I just needed to get out the Crisco and we were set.
We stared by making out and with me fingering his hole. He was about 5'9, nice body and a smooth pink hole that I could tell was just aching to be opened up. He was rockhard from the beginning, always a good sign. After spitting on his hole and getting it wet with my tongue I proceeded to fuckhim for a good while. I pushed his legs up to his shoulders, then I flipped him to his side, then again on his back while I pounded his nice ass. As I was about to come I could feel his hole tighten up and before I knew it he had blown a huge load across his chest and even on to his face. I came right after that and fell against him in exhaustion.
Now, I can come several times, but many guys I know are done once they come. I asked him if that was it for him and he gave me an emphatic, "no." He said that he usually comes about 4 times, and he always comes before getting fisted, as it, 'takes the edge off.' This was great news because I really wanted to get my hand up his hole.
After we cleaned up a bit and recovered for a few minutes, I greased up a few fingers. I started by kissing him, one arm around his shoulders and the other under his leg and my greased fingers probing his hole. As I pushed one finger in I could feel him open up and just swallow it. He was definitely ready. As I got another two fingers in he was already rock hard again and starting to moan. I quickly changed positions and greased up my other hand. I then started to alternate with each hand, using 3-4 fingers going in and out of his greasy hole.
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15 May 2005 - Adam
Four Season’s
Today I got a call from a guy staying up at the Four Season’s in midtown. From the sound of his name it was clear he was Arabic of some kind. So putting two and two together my guess is on oil money. That works for me. I’m an equal opportunity fister. Even wealthy Arabs need a good hand on occasion.
When I arrived, turns out I was right, He was a young guy, maybe 28 or 29, Arabic, possibly Egyptian, and he was looking to take his first fist. He said he loved to have his ass played with but had never taken a full hand. Since this is a common request for me, I felt at ease and we proceeded.
Now, not everyone can take a hand on their very first time. I am of the mindset that you should never force it, but instead let the person’s body naturally accept it, with a bit of gentle prodding. If you force it, they might take it, but it is also likely they wont ever want to do it again. Pain is pain. I prefer to make the experience thoroughly enjoyable, and if that means they don’t get a fist the first time out, well, so be it. As long as they leave happy, then all is good.
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