Paul

I went over to Paul's yesterday after work. I walked in and sat down on a chair in the living room. He kneeled between my legs and unbutton my 501 Levis. My cock was hard by then.

He pulled it out and commenced stroking it. When I was ready to cum, I stood up and jerked my load into his open mouth.

I thanked him, buttoned up, and left.

My kind of guy.

Terri

­The girl in the old photo is an old, old girlfriend of mine. We were together for a short time toward the end of my freshman year and over the summer. Her name was Terri.

It was months before we fucked. Before we did, it was all fingering and jacking. If we had a house to ourselves, she’d most often straddle me like the chick in the other picture here. Then she’d rub her juicy slit up and down the shaft of my dick. When I was ready to cum, she’d take my cock in her hand and jack me off until I shot all over myself.

When we finally did fuck, it was awesome. I don’t know if she was a virgin or not, nor did I care. She had a beautiful pussy that tasted good, and was very tight. We fucked like rabbits for months. Any chance we had, we’d be fucking or going down on one another. One day when my mom was out of town, we fucked like 14 or 15 times in one day. That’s right – 14 or fifteen orgasms.

She was fabulous. Ah, youth….it was grand!

Cum Dumpster

In 1982 I met a guy in Key West who loved cum. He LOVED it. I only met him once. Guess where. Right - a party at John's.

There was a good bit of casual sex going on around the house and back patio/pool area that night. I was outside when I took a casual glance through the back window. Above the top of the back of the couch that was against the window I saw a guy jack a load onto a guy's face. Nice, I thought. A few seconds later another guy stepped up and blasted the guy, who was on his knees with his head tilted backward, and his arms back a bit.

By the time I made my way in, (four or five dudes later) his face was glistening. There were only a few globs of jizz on his face. He'd eaten the rest apparently. I stepped up and jacked my load onto his face and into his open mouth. I offered my dick to him, and he denied it; instead, he motioned the next guy over. Nice.

Now THAT Was Great!

I met up with Paul this morning as I mentioned in my earlier post. We decided against the coffee, and went straight to the drive, after meeting in the parking lot of a big store.

Paul looked great, and was all smiles when he got in the car. I was wearing a T-shirt and 501 Levis with no belt and no underwear.

As soon as we were out of the lot, he put his hands on my thigh. The butterflies of anticipation were upon me. We were soon headed out of town and talking about work and current events.

Soon we were out in the country, and Paul was massaging the length of my thigh. He noticed the bulge in my jeans and complimented me on it. After a few more minutes of chit-chat, he unbuttoned my pants. When he did, my thick, semi-hard cock plopped out. He said, “Just as beautiful as I remember,” and started gently working it with his left hand. My dick was rock hard in a few short seconds, and Paul was stroking the length of it, with a really desirous look on his face.

Minutes later I found a small road ahead. I slowed and turned down it. It was a county road lined with trees and bushes. After a half a mile or so, I found an even smaller road. Perfect. We were about 30 miles from town out in the middle of nowhere. I put the car in park, turned off the car, pulled my pants down to my knees, and leaned the car seat back.

Paul spent the next fifteen minutes or so expertly and gently working my cock with both hands, bringing me to the brink of orgasm, then stopping – over and over. I was dying, but it was glorious. I asked him to stop for a minute so I could regroup. He asked me if there was something wrong. “No. This just feels too good, and I don’t want to cum yet.” He smiled.

“Do you think I’ll ever get to go down on you?” he asked.
I answered, “Yes” was my reply. “Right now I just want to cum on your face.”
“Come around to the door.”

I got out and walked around to the passenger side of the car. I dropped my pants to my ankles and he took my cock in his hand. He picked up where he left off.

“You want to now?” I asked.
“Want to what?”
“Suck my cock.”
“Like you don’t know, Dude.”
“Go ahead.”

With that he took the base of my cock in his hands and aimed the dripping head toward his face. He licked the pre-cum off the head and started nibbling all around the end of my raging hard on. Then he started licking the length of it – first the bottom, then one side, then the other. Finally he took it in his mouth. He couldn’t quite take the entire 7.5”, but he gave it a go.

He jacked and sucked me, making lovely slurping and gurgling sounds, for only a few short minutes before I announced I was going to cum. He picked up the pace, using his hand and his mouth perfectly. “Here it comes,” I said. He continued jacking quickly. As the first stream of thick cum shot into his mouth, he made a sound of approval, “Mmm!” and did so with subsequent squirts. I grunted and pumped my load into his eager mouth. When I was done, he let my dick go and swallowed its gift to him.

My slick, twitching cock hung before him. He kissed it all over, admiring it and greedily sucking the little bit of remaining jizz out of the end of it.

I pulled up my pants. Paul patted the thick bulge in my jeans. I told him I’d like to jack him. His response surprised the fuck out of me: “No need. All I want is your beautiful cock and your cum. I’d like to do this more often, Dude.” I smiled, and he went on to tell me he was ready to serve any time I needed service.

My kind of guy. Great fucking morning.

Saturday

Back when I was 14 I had a girlfriend who had a friend. The friend’s name was Susan, and we just plain ol’ clicked. She had a great personality that meshed perfectly with mine. She had a great, slim body and big tits. When I was 15 we started fucking. She was an animal and, as I soon learned, a nymphomaniac - a real one, as she would be diagnosed later in life.

She had the wettest pussy I’ve ever experienced in my life. She used to ride me in my car and when we were done fucking; my entire lap and the seat would be drenched in pussy juice and cum. It was way fucking hot! I loved eating her juicy cunt, almost as much as she loved having me eat it. We banged each other for two years, then once more when I was 19 before life took us in different directions. I’ll share stories about her from time to time in this blog.

We’re still in touch via email. She’s bi and very kinky (Strap-ons, anal sex, role playing, etc.). She knows I’m bi, and we often commiserate about all the great, kinky sex we missed out on over the years because we didn’t hook up. The other day she told me she’d like to fuck me with her strap-on next time I’m in her neck of the woods. I’m all over that, believe me!

It looks like the stars are aligned and that I’m going to get to see Paul this morning for some coffee and maybe a short drive. He sent me an email after I told him I’d be free this morning: “That’s great! I’m looking forward to it. I’ve been thinking about your beautiful cock a lot. Maybe you’ll let me stroke it today.”

So…I’m thinking he’ll have my cock in his hands in about an hour. Maybe in his mouth!

I dig dudes who dig my cock, and this guy loves my cock!

Sex Show

Parties at John's in Key West could get pretty exciting. You could expect to see varying degrees of intimacy on display anywhere you walked throughout the house or back yard. Men and women, women and woman, men and men, threesomes, foursomes, moresomes. It was the early 80s after all. And it was Key West!

One night (or early morning) I met a very hot, hot man (and body builder) at one of John's parties. I don't recall all the details, as I was pretty drunk, but I do remember he and I fucked and sucked one another in the middle of the living room (floor, couches, chairs) while a crowd of men and women looked on. The finale consisted of me standing behind him, fucking his hard, smooth ass while he was on his hands and knees on the floor. I pulled out and jerked a load on his face at the last minute. The crowd actually fucking cheered! It was so hot. I then dropped to my knees and ate his cock until he blew in my mouth...I let it ooze out and then licked it all up. The crowd showed their appreciation again.

It was all so surreal. There must've been 20 people watching us go at it. I used to have pictures of it, but they were lost years and years ago. I wish I still had them. They were so hot!!!

Creativity

First of all, let me thank the followers I’ve picked up over the last few months. Your comments are appreciated. I love sharing my sexual experiences, and it’s very nice to know people are interested in hearing about them. My insatiable libido and lust for orgasms (mine and others’) means there’s plenty of material for this blog, both historically and in the future. Enjoy, and thanks for reading! :-)

Now, on to my next contribution…

Back in the mid-nineties I met a guy who became a big fan of my cock, and we would meet pretty regularly so he could suck it. He greatly relished servicing me, and I loved that he did (duh!). He is one of the best cocksuckers, man or woman, I’ve ever experienced in my life – and I’ve had a LOT of people suck my cock over the years.

One of the best things my dick ever experienced was a special way he used to pleasure it. He’d put a little crushed ice and Crest toothpaste in his mouth and suck me. Oh my fucking god it was heaven!!!! I had some of the most earth-shattering orgasms of my life that way. And the loads I shot would’ve made Peter North jealous!

I’ve sucked a few cocks that way myself, and never had a bad review :-)

Give it a try sometime. You might like it.