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Indianapolis

Going Back to Indy

Apparently, I didn’t get my fill during my recent but very brief visit in Indy last week, so I’m headed back into the city for a bit. Wonder what I’ll find this time.

I can always hope for a lot of ass to breed.

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Gay Bareback Booty Call

Bareback Booty Call

I’ve been busy.

Hooking up can be work. And some of these damn fucking bottoms make it more fucking work than it’s worth just to use their asses and leave. It’s a pump and dump. What’s the fucking deal?

I had to hit downtown for a couple of appointments. Using the geolocation feature on the BarebackRT.com Link Opens in a New Window, a hot bottom showed up. I messaged him. He messaged back as I waited for my appointment. We had our own appointment quickly.

Between my two downtown appointments, I made a two-mile detour to his house. At 45, this brown-haired athletic man stood 5-foot-11-inches. He also had an ass of death that the photos here do not do justice. When I arrived at his place, the door was open. I stepped inside, and found him ass up, back arched. I’ve seen asses that weren’t as good on twentysomethings.

I unbuttoned and unzipped, him going to work on my cock. His tanned body unusual against his beautiful smooth and alabaster white ass. He’d lubed it with Gun Oil. So when he turned around, I entered smoothly.

Fucking at any pace caused the same  reaction. He just begged for raw cock. I reached around I felt his slightly hairy ass, his perky tits and his chubbed up cock.

I didn’t have a lot of time. So I snorted the poppers, gave him a hit and focused on popping one out. I climbed on top and let it get to the point of no return. Then I pushed my cock in and let my load go.

His ass swallowed.

I’d never really felt a sensation like an ass swallowing, but his did. He loved the sensation of cum.

“I’ve got two more coming after you,” he said. “It’s staying in there and will go even deeper for them.”

I recovered from the poppers and pulled out. My cock perfectly clean except for a little lube. I pulled my pants up, zipped up and left.

I was five minutes late for my next appointment.

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Ooops… I Did It Again

Ooops… I Did It Again

A horndog night ends. A bud and I end up a Eros in Atlanta. His choice, not mine. But I’m given an hour.

I’ve got to admit I had a few too many and, while I wasn’t shitfaced, I didn’t quite measure up to fully in control. I arrived with a parched throat looking forward to a Diet Coke only to find the fucking soda fountain plastered with a few too many “out of order” signs. So it was warm bottled water.

Yuck.

I wandered through the maze and black lights, into the rear back room. My dick throbbed inside my shorts. No luck. In the large dark room, I found a man with an already spooged ass wearing a jockstrap. He seemed entranced by the way I worked his nipples on his smooth chest. I positioned him to slide inside and he seemed completely open to my fucking. His solid body just would crouch.

I stand 6-foot-3-inch tall. Technically, I’m 6 feet 2¾ inches. Still, it’s tall. But this fucker had to be 6-foot-5. I couldn’t get his ass lower and, even on my tippy toes, only my cockhead would dip inside. I realized he was just entranced. Don’t know what he was tripping on but positioning him for a fuck wasn’t going to work.

I moved on.

A few more aborted attempts and a good blowjob or two, I end up in the darkroom again with just a few minutes left in the countdown on the clock. The room is really pitch black. You see figures as they move into the room but overall, you can’t make out faces. It’s all by touch and feel and smell and hearing. Every sense but sight. The sling in the room is empty and I’m there, dick out, being felt up by a few guys when one grabs me and pulls me toward the sling. He climbs in.

I feel his hole. It’s already wet.

Bingo.

I begin to push inside.

“Wait,” he whispers. “Condom.”

Fuck is all I can think.

He hands it to me in the wrapper. I open it up, pop it on like a porn star then pierce the side so only the base of my cock is wrapped. I slide it in.

The bottom’s fingers never eve bother to check if I’ve wrapped up as I begin to fuck him. He’s moaning loudly. I am not holding back.

“Oh yea, fuck me harder!”

I do. The swinging of chains is drawing attraction. There’s two men to either side and one behind me. Fingers probe where my cock is. The fingers do not belong to the bottom’s. It’s the man to my left. He touches the rolled up condom at the base of my cock. Little does he know that’s the only part of the condom on my cock.

He whispers in my ear,”I don’t need a rubber. My ass is right here if you want it.”

But the stench of his smoky breath hits my nose. I turn away and fuck harder.

I reach down to find my poppers. I take a good snort of them And then I go back to the fucking. But not before I put my hand down and slip off the condom ring as I pull completely out and reenter him all raw.

My pace speeds up and I enter the rhythm with the beat of my heart as it absorbs the smell of the nitrates and I fly right toward my orgasm. I feel the first moments of my cum begin to pump inside this guy’s ass and I want to make sure he gets all the cum he deserves here in the dark. I know it’s coating his chute now. I pump harder. I’m holding his legs against my chest and he’s grunting. I’ve got him in a kind of vice lock.

As the second and final wave of my orgasm hits, that’s when the massive bulk of my cum really begins to shoot in his ass.

He might be realizing it.

He’s begging for me to let him down.

But I’m still pumping, my around locked around his legs. I’m pushing all my DNA into his ass. And I’m letting him have it. I want him to feel me. I can now hear the mighty squish of my cock as it enters and exits.

“Let me down man,” he says a third or fourth time.

I finally loosen my grip.

His knees unlock, my cock slips out and I step back into the crowd that’s gathered around us. All the darkness allows me to slip into the people and then I’m gone.

In a few minutes, I’m with my bud and we’re travelling home.

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My Latin Siesta with a Pocket Papi

My Latin Siesta with a Pocket Papi

When you’re really horny, it seems almost impossible to find ass. But when things are a bit calmer… well… it’s like the ass is lining up for you.

I’d arranged for a massage in the evening, which always means a happy ending. This would be a trial with a new therapist, so I wasn’t sure if he’d climb on board and ride the first time or if I’d need to work him up to that. Still, that afternoon, I was bored and wanted to hurry to the evening so someone would do something with my cock.

Of course, I couldn’t stay offline.

On my iPhone, I hit BarebackRT.com‘s geolocation feature and notice a new bottom only about 4½ miles (7¼km) from me. But I’d be getting a nice happy ending tonight. I didn’t need ass. Still, I checked him out to discover a nice pocket Latin.

Apparently, I wasn’t the only one keeping tabs on people closeby.

He sent an e-mail, I politely replied and my cock got the better of me. Within a few minutes, I was driving to his house where he’d unlocked the door and waited naked for me in the master bedroom.

There’s a bit of hesitation when I first turn the knob at any house since here in the South too many idiots leave their doors unlocked or there’s a chance for entrapment. But I could see him ass up in the bedroom, just as I’d requested.

While that darker Latin skin really showed off his lithe body, his five-foot-five (165cm) body seemed to glow a little, as if he’d been sunbathing nude. In fact, it was only around his asshole (as I spread it open to begin licking it) did it seem a little lighter.

His pucker was so clean and ready. And fucking tight. As I teased it with my tongue (and attempted to disrobe at the same time), he helped by holding his cheeks open for me. The thin black hairs around his hole were just so fine. It took some caressing to get his pucker to begin to release and let me lick a little inside. As it did, and I could push my spit inside him, he groaned more.

Soon, I stood, thinking I might just push my cock into this primed pumping hole. But my little Latin bottom had another idea. Seeing my red, inflamed cock caused him to turn around and start a champion suck job.

He slobbered all over my cock and turned around, positioning his ass in front of my cock. I lined it up and pushed my cock inside. He gasped.

I probably had 100 pounds (45 kilos) and almost 9 inches (22cm) in height. So I dominated him physically. As I pushed in him deeper, he never resisted, but seemed to love it.

God, I love natural bottoms.

Soon I was fucking him deeply. Pounding this little guy’s ass. He laid flat and I want covering him from head to toe.

His ass was tight but not too tight. He’d opened enough to keep a friction on my cock that pulled me close to the edge of cumming but never really pulled me over to where I couldn’t control it. This would be an ass I wanted to fuck again.

We decided to switch it up and he climbed on board to ride my cock. And boy did he ride! I thought I was close before, but this dude could edge me better than anyone in a while. He just knew a pace comfortable for him that happened to be perfect for me.

He turned around, still with my cock inside him, and laid on top, milking my cock inside him — the reverse of me covering him flat. Now his little body was flat on top of me. And at this angle, his ass just felt too good. I told him I wanted to cum soon.

“Wait,” he said. And jumped off my cock. He ran to the bedroom door and took out a body length mirror, positioning it at the end of the bed between the bed and a chest. It stood upright. As he sat up to ride, I could see my cock slide in and out of his ass. He could now see it too in the mirror.

I took my hit of poppers and went into my little space where only my cock and his ass existed. And I watched him ride. Oh, it felt too good.

“You want it?” I asked.

“Give me your load!”

It didn’t take long, as riding the crest of the wave for too long let me flood his ass. He could feel it as a grunted and I watched my cock pulse and throb, beginning to pump my juices into his ass. He sat on it deep. Taking it all in, then would take it to the edge of my cockhead popping it, then would plunge back down on it. My cock began to be slicked up with my own cum.

“Fuck yea!”

He started jerking his dick and riding my cock. Then he took his fingers, and played with his hole around the edges of my cock, riding it a little but staying still a lot.

My white jizz began to leak down the sides of my cock. You could see it plainly. And he groaned. Would sit on my cock, pushing the cum back into him and repeat the process, this time letting more baby batter out.

Then his hole clamped down on my cock and I felt him shoot. Blasts of his cum hit my ankle and calf.

The little fucker loved cum.

He cleaned me up and we promised a repeat.

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Travel Diary: The Bisexual Booty… But Basically Bad

Travel Diary: The Bisexual Booty… But Basically Bad

One of my favorite ads (and one of the most popular to get responses on Craigslist) is one calling for “room service” in my hotel room. It sets up an anonymous fuck scene that, for some reason, seems to attract some hot ass and, in many cases, bisexuals who don’t want locals to know they crave the dick.

On my recent travels out West, the ad worked its charm and I got several responses. But despite a very hot (gay) 23-year-old, I chose the bisexual 35-year-old who was sneaking around on his girlfriend. As I’ve outlined of late, I’ve got a couple of things that can really bug me: Men who smoke and men who send fake photos.

My top choice sent hot, hot, hot photos and promised he was a non-smoker.

The room service scene keeps the lights off. The victim… err… bottom comes in, disrobes, sucks me hard and then lays flat on the bed for me to fuck them until I cum. The bottom is then supposed to suit up and leave.

The bisexual arrived a little late, but still followed directions. As he sucked my cock, I got a whiff of that all-too-familiar but all-too-unpleasant scent.

Smoker.

Damn it.

Then the dude broke the rules and climbed on board. His dragon breath exhaling down on me. But like a fucking V8 piston, he rode me so quick, it kept me hard enough. Lucky for him.

But in the dim light of the crappy hotel room light, I could see him. In detail.

If this guy was 35-years-old, I looked 10 years younger than him. His photo that he sent definitely wasn’t him — at least not the face one. Gaunt and wrinkled, he had to be 10 years older than me.

Two rules broken.

I warned him I was close to cumming, not that I was. His ass didn’t feel bad but breaking one rule I might forgive but two didn’t deserve a load. I faked a cum shot, not even bothering with the poppers.

He left, thinking he’d satisfied. I got back online to see if the 23-year-old was still awake.

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