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Improvements at Atlanta’s Inserection Adult Bookstore

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Ground Floor Layout of Inserection Cheshire Bridge Atlanta

After my last update on Inserection Opens a new window from this blog this summer, I wondered if the adult bookstore would recover. Surprisingly, the recovery has happened and it’s much better.

It’s not perfect. The air conditioning works, the beds in the hook-up rooms have been repaired and the seeming dominance of meth addicts appears to have lessened.

I doubt it’s the $1 addition to the cover (now $11 to get in on weekdays). Maybe the door people are better trained or recognizing the addicts.

The crowd seems still too top-heavy, although I’ve kept to breeding except for an occasional abortion Opens a new window from this blog. In fact, I’ve got a good couple of entries I need to write up soon including a raw fuck in the darkroom on the ground level and a beautiful married man upstairs in a hook-up room.

I post to Craigslist when I head to Inserection and I always get four or five e-mails from locals asking what to expect. I usually refer them to this website. To expand upon reviews and update, I wanted to provide a little more information including a couple of “maps” of the ground floor and upper level.

You can read the updated review and learn more Opens a new window from this blog.

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Travel Diary: The Man Who Would Be Paduwan

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I hesitate to write this encounter for many reasons:

  1. Since it occurred over several hours, I will not accurately recall all the details of our sex.
  2. Some of what occurred is, frankly, some stuff I’m going to keep for my own private memories.
  3. This is one encounter that defies words in multiple moments (and for me to be wordless means something).

The bottom in question for this encounter wrote me a long time ago — at least three year. He proved to be memorable to me in many, many ways. When “fans” contact me (I use the term “fans” loosely), I generally find he’s read one or two pieces on this site. On occasion, maybe he’s even made it beyond a few.

This guy went well beyond that.

He claimed to have found my “Deceptively Fun” stories on Nifty.org erotic archive back in 2003 and started following me then. As our communication developed, I came to believe him. He made references that even caused me to struggle to recall my own references.

He told me he was in the Philadelphia.

We would occasionally connect electronically. He’d send photos and we’d talk about mutual interests, even beyond the fact I wanted to breed his ass deep.

Finally, it turned out I’d been in the City of Brotherly Love but just for a couple of nights.  As soon as an entry posted on my potential travel there, he e-mailed.

Now there’s always a little concern that someone might be a bit of a stalker, but it’s not like he was visiting me in my home city. It would be a hit-it-and-quit-it. But fuck, after hitting it, I sure as hell didn’t want to quit it.

We made arrangements and he followed through. He walked into my hotel room. A little shorter than I, his photos failed to do him justice. A little shaggy, brown hair, full beard but not a bear at all. Yet too handsome to be a cub. And not too hairy when his clothes came off. Just hairy enough. His hairy wasn’t wiry but soft. His kisses weren’t soft though. He had a tendency to bite down and make the kiss so deep, you thought he was trying to suck your brains out through your throat.

Not that it was a bad thing.

We were tumbling on the bed naked and quickly. We were intertwined and fighting for a kind of dominance. Was he going to be the bossy bottom getting what he wanted or was I going to be the top controlling the pace of what  was going to happen that night?

I liked him (at least up to this point) that I didn’t want him out of the room fast.

As a conquest, I knew I’d get his ass. He wanted it too bad and I came too far for him not to get it. But this boy had a fucking agenda.

When he went to sucking my cock, he went down deep and then I felt it… his tongue brushed across my balls. This continued. The little fucker had read my entry from Feb. 4, “He’d Always Wanted My Load,” where I described the first time someone deep-throated me and licked my balls at the same time. He would not be outdone.

My CockHis technique proved to be better anyway. And he moved to accommodate my cock (yes, that’s my cock in the photo) by approaching it from a 69 position. This allowed me to play with his ass some. But he insisted he was there to work my cock and to relax.

And he did.

When he would finally let me into his ass, it would be a little at a time as his ass flexed, letting me in just enough and then tightening around it. His ass accommodated me easily but tightly. And he’d been practicing, flexing and working it. This boy wanted to be a world-class bottom.

Compared to every other bottom I’d fucked. Of the thousands I’ve fucked, he indeed entered my top 10 fucks ever. Dare I say, he was among the top five.

The night blurred with intense fucking, passionate fucking, riding my cock, begging for my cum, kissing, sucking and pretty much everything.

We talked, laughed and had a session that lasted several hours.

When I would finally mount him, he begged for my load like I knew he would. He wanted my load inside him, anyway possible. Deep and hard, stay inside and to mark my territory. The hours of fucking meant I was in top mode, which meant I had to really pummel him. He took it. Begging for more. Begging for my load. Poz. Neg. Infected. Clean. It didn’t matter to him. He just wanted to sample my DNA inside him.

That’s the kind of cum slut I love.

And I gave it to him.

Deep. I shoved it in and paused as my cock throbbed and began to shoot out the warm spunk into his hot hole.

I stayed inside him for quite a while before finally slipping out and he licked what he could off, although most ended up within his ass.

Then I did something that totally surprised me. Something I’ve probably not done since my twenties or maybe even my teens.

I sucked him off.

Yea, I guess this wouldn’t have been a hit-it-and-quit-it situation. Maybe he’s not boyfriend material, but at least fuck-friends situation and I’d really love to take him out breed him or get him bred. We have mutual interests. But he’s in Philadelphia. And I am here.

But I have the memory. And I’ll just have to see if I can top it with someone else.

Any takers?

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