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Grindin’ Ass Raw: How Quickly ‘Safer’ Bottoms Go Raw

Grindin’ Ass Raw: How Quickly ‘Safer’ Bottoms Go Raw

Raw-or-wrapped-2How much I love asking the question, “Raw or wrapped?’

If I’m on Grindr or Scruff or Manhunt (I’ve got a free trial) or Craigslist, it’s a question that’s bound to come up. And ever-so-quickly, as soon as it does, the response about half the time is “wrapped” or “safe.”

Fuck, just look at the young man to the right — he wrote “Always safe.”

And I wrote, “Oh. Too bad. I’m not.”

Immediately — not even a minute passed — before he said he’d fuck raw.

Recently, a survey found about half of all gay men said they fucked bareback while the other half said they fucked safe. This is a flawed study because, I believe, when confronted with someone a bottom want to fuck him, he’ll go raw almost every time.

Believe me, I get more ass this way.

A lot of you may think I’m out there stealthing ass Opens new window of a page on this blog left and right. No. I’m not. I only do that at sex clubs, adult bookstores or bathhouses where anonymous hook-ups are rampant and, even then, it’s rare.

Most everywhere else, the horny man will go raw without hesitation.

The Tanned, Tattooed Lasian

I’m downtown running errands and, whenever that happens, I see that as an opportunity to get some. Honestly, Grindr and Scruff are hit and miss. Plus it’s a Wednesday in Atlanta Opens new window of a page on this blog and I know that’s a craptastic day.

But the common chime goes off on the ole iPhone and I begin chatting it up with what looks to be a light-skinned Latino.

If you’ve been reading my blog, you know I have a thing about exotics — any Asian or Latin flavor. Well, we all also know I’m an equal opportunity fucker Opens new window of a page on this blog, glad to breed most any ass.

The 27-year-old had shitty photos, but it didn’t much matter to me. He’d turned off his distance meter but seemed pretty damn close. And we were getting along. He liked my cock shots. He asked me to come over to fuck him.

Raw-or-wrapped“Raw or wrapped?” I asked.

“Wrapped.”

I turned him down, letting him know I just fucked raw.

Now I expect bottoms to come back with an invitation anyway, but his response shocked even me.

“Okay, well, you can fuck me raw as long as you cum in me,” he typed.

“I have no problem breeding your ass,” I wrote back.

Soon I had an address and was on my way.

Turned out I was only 3 minutes away from his apartment complex. He answered the door with just a towel.

A 6-feet tall, this beefy man’s wide, smooth chest looked just meaty and delicious. He was deeply tanned. And those horrible photos just couldn’t make up for the vision before me. Tattoos scattered his body. In fact, throughout our session, every move would cause me to discover a new tattoo — he had at least a dozen. Some as small as a dime while others were much larger.

His nipples pointed down toward his belly.

He escorted me to the bedroom and dropped his towel while I began taking off my clothes. His large flat nose gave him a Hawaiian look but the Asian truly stood out. That is, as he jacked his uncut cock and it stood up a rigid 8 inches and very wide.

Now that wasn’t Asian cock. It was truly Latin.

We went down to business, him snorting my poppers Opens new window of a page on this blog, sucking my cock, kissing me with his luscious thick lips and begging very soon for me to eat his ass and fuck him.

His legs and ass were covered with dark, wiry hair (again, symptoms of Latin descent). I worked his hole just a little before he wanted my rock hard cock inside him. His padded tanned skin next to my mighty white seemed like an odd dichotomy, but it worked as my cock slipped inside and he snorted more on those poppers.

With him on his back, my cock thrusting inside him, he soon began begging for my nut.

“You want it already?” I said, knowing we’d only been fucking a few minutes. But I was on errands and didn’t have long. But I didn’t mind making this a quick one. As fast as he was jerking his cock, I knew I wouldn’t have long anyway.

“Breed me man,” he said.

I snorted the poppers now and went plunging over the edge.

I bred his ass, pushing my cum inside him and letting him know he’d gotten my load. Then I pulled out and dressed.

“Damn,” he said. “Thanks. I’ve been looking all day for someone to come over and fuck me. You were the first one serious enough to do it.”

“Glad to help out,” I said.

And I left.

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Q&A: I want to bottom but it just hurts too much. Is there any way I can make it happen?

Q&A: I want to bottom but it just hurts too much. Is there any way I can make it happen?

QuestionI’m pretty new to getting fucked. I was only fucked once successfully by a guy I was blowing for like a half an hour, slowly edging him. I was really drunk, so I was relaxed I guess. He was like 7 inches and pretty thin cock. When he went behind me i didn’t even really think he was gonna fuck me and it didn’t hurt bad going in. I did feel it when he was pounding me though. He used lube.

Since then I’ve had three guys try it: Two with no lube and today, a guy had lube (but I’m not sure he used enough). They were all smaller than the first guy. All of them it hurt so bad when they were putting it in, I just ended up blowing them.

Hurting-Bottoms-AssSo yes… I’m a bad bottom right now, but I don’t want to be. I loved the feeling of the one man dominating my asshole and kind of feeling like he was up there for a few days after.

I identify as a bottom, because I am a submissive and want to please the man with the cock.

Is there anything i can do to kind of soften the blow of the first thrust in? It seems to be I hear that after I do it a few times that it will be easier. I really don’t want to do poppers or anything. I was thinking maybe if I got a dildo it would stretch out some.

I see a lot of people saying go slow at first, which makes sense. But it seems to me maybe I should have them do the first push in — like a few inches — to get past my sphincters. Then hold it there until I adjusted so it would just be one moment of intense pain. Then i could deal with the fucking pain, which seemed okay.

I know it’s my fault for either being too nervous and not accepting it or not being prepared.

Also, I’m not really sure what a portable douche is. I want to be as clean as possible. Is there some kind of thing you just fill up with water and squirt it up your butt? And how long before you fuck do you do it?

I hope your answer isn’t suck it up and just take it, but that might be the only one. It just really really hurts.

I want to be a good bottom and to please my guys when they want me to turn around.

I figured you had experience with this so i would ask you. I know it’s a lot of questions. Thank you for your time.

A Bottom in Pain

 

AnswerDear Bottom in Pain,

Suck it up.

That is the easy answer, but it’s not the right answer for you — obviously. I don’t like seeing bottoms going unbred, especially when they’re begging for it. Let’s step through a few options.

bullet I’m not sure why you’re refusing the assistance of poppers Opens new window of a page on this blog. I hear this sometimes with people and it baffles me. Poppers can be legally obtained pretty much everywhere and their effects are rather temporary. You will find that the most intense sensations occur within 30 seconds of snorting them and by five minutes later, no residual effects will remain. Perhaps you are one of the small percentage of people with low blood pressure, which makes using poppers dangerous because you might pass out. 

bullet Prior to having sex (by at least 30 minutes), please take pain medication. If it’s ibuprofen or acetaminophen (I believe four of each, which is double the recommended amount, makes for “prescription strength) is a good option. If you happen to have prescription pain medication or muscle relaxers, consider those as well.  You should consider this also if poppers Opens new window of a page on this blog cause you headaches instead of avoiding poppers all together (and better quality poppers won’t cause headaches usually).

bullet Buy a dildo or vibrator of normal size and work your ass every night. I don’t mean every other night or when you’re horny. I mean every, single night. With this exercise, I recommend you do some deep breathing (in through the nose, out through the mouth) and relaxation techniques (just search YouTube for “5-minute relaxation” if you need help). When the speaker talks about relaxing the body, you focus on your asshole and relax it. Accept the dildo. Use the poppers a couple of times. Just close your eyes and make it happen. It won’t be easy at first, but eventually — probably by the third week — you will be able to take the dildo in your ass during the five minute exercise.

bullet Once you can take the dildo in five minutes (all the way in), begin fucking yourself with it. Explore your insides. Find the spots that feel good and the ones that don’t. Yes, at first, you feel like you need to shit. That’s normal. But you will get past that. For the next month, you just need to explore.

anal-bulb-douchebullet Now these two months could be a little messy unless you douche (we’ll talk portable douche in a moment). I recommend the anal bulb douche as your first option (you can see it to the right). The most prevalent thing to notice about this is its very thin spout. You want one like this to clean your ass. In the shower and prior to play, do a few squirts into your ass, hold and then release. If you can get two or three bulbs full into your ass before release, even better. This is also teaching your ass muscle control. By the way, use a sensitive, hypoallergenic liquid soap as lubricant and make sure the water isn’t too hot that you squirt inside.

bullet Throughout this process, you should be paying attention to your body and noticing your body’s schedule. When do you normally take a shit? You need to notice when you eat and how long it takes to process that meal. A good bottom knows his body and its normal rhythms. I know bottoms who will stick to protein shakes or juice a couple of days prior to big gang bangs to avoid passing solids. Learning how your body processes and passes wastes is important to being clean and providing a top the optimum experience. For me, if I get shitdick Open-New-Window-External, the bottom is licking it clean.

bullet When you are with a top, begin with one who will let you sit on his cock first. I personally love this position to begin with anyway. It warms me up after good sucking. Using lube is important but not vital. It’s more about the bottom relaxing and opening up. Sounds like to me you’ve got a case of stage-fright. If you’re in control — which is the top position, where you sit on the cock — you control the pace. And here’s where you have some fun. If it hurts, ease off it. Tell the top he’s got a nice big cock. Let your ass relax a bit. Then ease back onto it. The second time in won’t be as bad. And you might even need to come off again before burying the bone.

bullet Once you adjust to the sensation, switch to a position where the top has more control. If it gets to hurting, start begging the top to cum. Hurting too much, switch off and suck a little. Change position. Don’t say it’s hurting too much. And never let it end in a blowjob. Just give your ass a rest but remember your relaxation techniques to allow you to take his cock.

bullet Eventually, you’re going to want to get a permanent shower shot douche for your home. This is an attachment for your shower. Every good bottom has one and swears by it. Knowing your body’s rhythm and cleaning out daily is not unusual for every bottom. I know bottoms who can be ready is less than five minutes, no matter where they happen to be located.

Squeeze-Bottle-Accordianbullet As for a portable douche, nothing really handy exists, but my favorite improvised device is one I saw a bottom carry with him. Technically, you can find it in the cake decorating section of your grocery store (or you might need to go to a more crafty kind of place). The squeeze bottle accordion can be compressed into a smaller format for carrying so it’s about an inch tall. At your destination, you can use water from the sink to squirt into your ass. As a suggestion, leave the water running when expelling from your ass so your top doesn’t hear that. He doesn’t want to think you were just dirty.

bullet Might I also suggest carrying one of these is good for any bottom who wishes to get the cum out of his ass as soon as possible. Look, I prefer a bottom keep my DNA inside him. But bottoms like to lie. I know that. Using this, one can rinse out an ass if there’s some level of fear of a possible disease transmission. Leaving the cum and other juices inside just causes it to fester. There’s debate whether a spermicide will kill HIV or cause it to thrive. I’d err on the side of killing it since you’re rinsing it out. Again, leave the water running or, better yet, take a shower after the fun.

I hope this answers all your questions.

Yours in DNA,
Mark 
aka iBLASTinside

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Bryan: Talks a Big Game But Can’t Deliver Intimacy

Bryan: Talks a Big Game But Can’t Deliver Intimacy

Talks a Big Game But Can’t Deliver

Bryan Kelly

Profile on MasseurFinder.com as Ecstasy Spa Open-New-Window-External and MassageM4M.com as Mixed Massage Arts Open-New-Window-External
His profile is also listed on RentBoy.com as Bryan Kelly XXX Open-New-Window-External
His online cell is listed as (404) 668-3123

Highlights

bullet Claims thirties but actually in his forties (although photographs well), white, dirty blond curly hair, photos improve on reality
bullet Massages nude or in shorts
bullet Claims several modalities including body scrubs, deep tissue, hydrotherapy (he showers with you or may float in the hot tub with you), reflexology, sensual, shiatsu, Swedish, tandem massage (in other words, mutual touch allowed), Thai, Watsu, Yoga instruction
bullet Massages on a mattress on the floor in a room dedicated to massage; it is not ideally set up for massage; it’s empty and uses the speaker of his iPod to project some sound
bullet He has a roommate who is often present in the house and I sense was jealous of what was occurring but did not interfere
bullet Just north of I-285 (the Perimeter) in Sandy Springs
bullet One note: While Bryan will claim he is not a “smoker,” he is an intense user of marijuana as a self-medication to his attention deficit; this lack of attention is prevalent throughout the session and the smell of smoke well beyond pot permeates both him, his breath and the residence, which could use a good cleaning
bullet Bryan also works as an escort

two-and-a-half-stars out of five stars rating

Bryan-Kelly-Massage-AtlantaI know I shouldn’t get high hopes. After all, everybody lies. But the description Bryan Kelly once supplied on one of his online entries was just too enticing to pass up. He’d wash you off in the shower and then begin the massage in a hot tub before moving to a table to continue the ecstasy that would bring your whole body to a shuddering end.

Now I’ve been extraordinarily explicit about my thing when it comes to smokers Opens new window of a page on this blog, so I always ask about that particular vice. And Bryan, like most, answered in the negative. Indeed, he didn’t with one caveat. His vice for smoking happened to be the Mary Jane and that vice proved to be in-tense. So intense, he might as well been smoking Marlboro Menthol’s.

Considering his body was as good as it was, I did struggle a little. But up close, you could tell the lie he expounds online — that he’s in his thirties. He’s not. He’s in his mid-forties. Now I happen to be in my mid-forties and it wouldn’t have stopped me from engaging him. But what the photos do not show is that the blond hairs are really more silver than gold.

He had a bit more sag than we can see and more wrinkles.

Nonetheless, Bryan is extraordinarily good looking. And he does have a good personality, if a bit chatty. He’d build up some good sexual tension then break it with a conversation. Not something I’d expect, except perhaps he wanted it to happen because he doesn’t “fuck” with massage clients. I’d need to be a different client for that — in particular, one for his RentBoy.com profile Open-New-Window-External.

As expected, his massage lacked detailed technique and focus. He’d get distracted and not quite go symmetrically. With most massage therapists, they’d work on the left side for a while then the right for an equal amount of time. Not so with Bryan. That lack of focus really cut into his value of points.

But his good looks and nice personality does make up for some of it.

In the end, because he did get me off with a little oral action, he charged me extra. Not something I thought was fair since his constant chatter never took advantage of the opportunity to build up some sexual tension. I know we’re in an odd, awkward situation, but for goodness sake, we can generate a little sexual tension.

Bryan-Kelly-Massage-Atlanta-2That said, he is a nice guy and his ability at massage isn’t completely horrible. He’d greatly benefit in a professional table investment, allowing him to put some pressure on the client. He’d also better be able to identify problem areas that need work in the therapeutic portions of the time.

And like Antonio Opens new window of a page on this blog, where pricing keeps changing, Bryan needs to choose a rate and stick to it. If he needs to resort to oral to getting a guy off, pricing doesn’t go up $50 because his hand skills can’t seem to work enough magic.

Truth was he just didn’t shut the fuck up long enough and let me concentrate on his body. His mouth kept opening and instead I kept hearing too much crap rather than butch sex talk.

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Fucking a beefy bottom!

Recognition

If you’ve ever been through corporate testing for your personality, the results will show the kind of person one might be. Back in 1998, I went through some extensive testing and it determined I happened to be an extreme introvert Link Opens in a New Window.

That doesn’t necessarily mean I’m shy as much as it indicates my focus tends toward internal factors — I’m more reflective, inward looking. Add to that my own hate of smoky bars (and smokers Opens a new window from this blog) and social anxieties toward large crowds and, well, you’re talking about someone who’d much rather stay home than go to the latest concert or wander around a gay bar trying to pick up bottom.

Through the past decade and a half, I’ve taken up a project on myself to open myself up. This blog among the therapies, but I’d do things as subtle as wear brightly colored shirts to work rather than the bland, fade-into-the-background hues that allowed me to skulk through the office unnoticed.

Am I an extrovert Link Opens in a New Window yet? Actually, I’ve tipped to the other side in testing, more ambivert (in the middle) than anything else.

Imagine my surprise of late as more and more people on Scruff recognize me both by my geek glasses or by my cock shots.

During my current job, I leave Scruff, Grindr and Kik Opens a new window from this blog open (and I often check BarebackRT.com Link Opens in a New Window) since I have a horrible boss (he had me come in on my day off just so he could yell at me for a couple of hours last week).

A local beefy bottom on BBRT and I can never seem to synchronize. We’ve attempted to hit the local adult bookstore Opens a new window from this blog or swing by his place for an anonymous fuck. I’d never seen his face, just his beefy body with a little hair and some miscellaneous, non-distinct tattoos.

He seemed a little like one of those tomcats near a dumpster at midnight underneath the streetlight. He looked cute from a distance and might be tame but a sudden move and he’d dart away. In fact, he would disappear from my radar for a period of time but reappear, asking when were we ever going to fuck.

Usually this tomcat-and-dog game wouldn’t seem alluring to me. I’m a no-nonsense kind of guy. I want to fuck your ass and breed it. If you’re good at it, I might fuck you again. Otherwise, I’m done. Yet toying around with him had his allure.

We’d finally exchanged cell numbers because I had a tendency to pop downtown and he didn’t hit BBRT with enough frequency to notice my visits. I’d mentioned one such visit Monday night and he’d given me at deadline to be at his place by 8 p.m.

I couldn’t make his deadline.

On my day off, Thursday, I’d been in the office for a while and let my boss yell at me for a couple of hours straight. I’ve learned not to argue back because the idiot wouldn’t let a fact get in the way of his being pissed off. After he calmed down, he dismissed me, not wanting to pay for any more extra time with me this week, so I left, heading downtown to check on a friend in a hospital.

Scruff had been open at work and stayed open.

Imagine my surprise as I received a message that simply said, “I’m sorry that Monday didn’t work out.”

I finally see his face — round and handsome with a Van Dyke Link Opens in a New Window. I’d seen him mostly naked — in a jock — and found his beefy wide pecs with the fur down the middle to tree-trunk legs quite attractive. His ass provided a wide target and muscular mounds but no one would accuse him of being a “bubble butt.”

Bubble butts seem so inflated that sharp objects might cause them to “pop.” His ass provided a more substantial challenge.

We toyed with one another, as we always did online. But in the end, he relented and agreed to let me come over. It would be an anonymous encounter. Him naked on his knees to blow me hard then I’d breed him.

I arrived, parked and walked in the designed backdoor (how coincidental) into a hall just off his bedroom. In the darkness, he’d lit one candle that provided enough light to allow me to see the figure in the room.

Perfection is not accurate, but to me, perfection is not desired. I like a man with beefy pecs without distinct definition of a six pack. He’s got hair in all the right places without removing it, shaving it or waxing it. He’s a real man. He likes beer, dogs, football and chicken wings. He doesn’t spend his life at the gym but has his priorities balanced.

This is the kind of man I recognize.

He’s blindfolded. I unbuckle my belt, unbutton and unzip my jeans and flop out my cock, anxious to get it into his mouth. I step up and my cockhead brushes against his moustache as I place my hand on the back of his head where he’s got a full scalp of short-cropped hair.

“Suck that cock,” I said. “Get it hard.”

His mouth flew open with exuberance of a hungry man who hasn’t eaten for weeks and caressed my cock as it  swelled to hardness. He bobbed his head up and down,  interspersed the work with occasional licks of my balls, which thanks to the cool weather were tight up against my body but swollen. I’d shaved them a while back, so the light layer of stubble on my contracted testicles tickled a little.

I didn’t plan on this being a long session. And while he’d followed my instructions to a T, I don’t imagine he’d really wanted it to be more than a quick dump and go either.

But we all recognize chemistry when it happens and it began to blossom in the room. His oral skills were above par and he kept reaching up under my shirt. My tit tweaks were getting responses so I decided maybe I’d make this a little more fun.

I stood him up to discover he stood quite a bit shorter than me — probably about five-foot-seven. But his beefy wide stance still struck me as I pushed him back onto the bed and climbed up, kicking off my shoes and pants.

Positioning myself so my cock went right underneath his balls, his own prick stood out at attention

I growled. He responded in kind and soon my mouth covered his and we were kissing deeply. He slurped at my mouth and tongue.

He was thirsty.

“Spit in my mouth, please Sir,” he requested.

I obliged.

It had been a while since I’d had a fuck who wanted my spit and, let’s be honest, I didn’t exactly tank up for this little adventure. I’d just expected a fuck and go. But here I am kissing. My pants are off. I’ve got this naked body beneath me and, God’s honest truth, I wanted to completely feel it.

Off came my shirt too.

Now I nibbled on his perky nips, for which he jerked every time. Then I dropped to his cock and balls.

To be honest, I found his cock impressive for a bottom. Not huge but perfect for a man his size. Thick with a purple angry color to it. Yet I ignored it and went to his balls, tickled them a little with my tongue and then put my hands under the bend of his knees. I pushed him up and exposed his pucker on this wide, fuzzy hole.

It winked.

I dove into it without hesitation, tasting a mixture of soap and something else there. But I worked my tongue and a bit of spit into it. Licked his balls, nibbled a nip then kissed him deeply so he could taste his own ass.

Then I lined my cock up to his hole.

“You’re going to need more spit than that,” he said.

I spit on my hand and rubbed it into the head of my cock before pushing against his sphincter.

Pushing harder.

I pierced him, entering into his ass.

Raw, I ripped inside his ass and entered him the way a man should get fucked. Not a lot of lube. Just a little spit. So he could feel me at every millimeter as my invader worked into him farther and farther.

He began to beg.

And I began to fuck.

His thick, tree-trunk legs up around my shoulders as I moved my waist in almost an awkward fashion, working my way into his ass and out.

I would almost pull out and he’d tell me, “Wrong way. I want it all inside me.”

I did finally pull out to put him on top and let him ride. But he was a good little cum slut and sucked my cock some first before climbing on board.

He bounced. We kissed. I bit his nipples. He recognized how perfect my cock would be for double penetration Opens a new window from this blog. We fucked more. I made sure he had plenty of my spit to swallow.

“I think it’s breeding time,” I said.

“Would you fuck me on my stomach?” he said.

“You know that’s how I like it,” I said.

He hopped off and I moved out the way so he could crawl face down and let me invade. Despite his substantial beefiness, my taller frame allowed me to cover him almost completely.

I began to fuck and he began to beg. “Give me your fucking cum man! Breed my fucking ass, man! Let me have your load! Put it in my ass!”

I did. I shoved it in deep and my cock throbbed, flexed and began to shoot my load deep inside him. In his case, it felt particularly deep. Rocking my hips a few more times, I left my cock inside him like a butt plug as we kissed and chatted a bit more.

I pulled out. He felt his asshole.

“It’s wet,” he said.

“I wonder why,” I responded.

He licked and sucked my cock clean.

“Full service,” I said, thanking him.

He left his blindfold on as I put my clothes on and left. He played with his cock a little, which I wouldn’t deny him Opens a new window from this blog.

I spit into his mouth one last time before slipping out the door into the chilly night.

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Hope For More

Hope For More

I’d hit the adult bookstore Opens a new window from this blog on the promise from some beefy ass from BarebackRT Link Opens in a New Window. He promised to show up and be wandering around in boots and a jock. As I arrived and my eyes adjusted to darkness and wandered around a bit. No beefy guys in jocks. No beefy guys. I check my messages on BBRT and he indicates he wanted to be sure I would be there.

I assure him I’m there now.

I’ve got time and I’m checking out a beefy, hairless Latino.

We end up in a room together, making out, licking his nipple. He slips on a condom and I fuck him a little.

I think of stealthing him. But that beefy ass is on his way. Right? I skip the stealthing and wind down the fuck, stepping out.

As I am waiting for the beefy ass, a couple comes out of another hook-up room Opens a new window from this blog. One makes a beeline to exit. The other hangs out. I get a feeling about the blond guy.

I’m wandering around some, hopeful for the bottom to whom I promised the load.

He’s a no show.

I make some rounds and the blond hottie is gone. I’m checking booths for a blowjob but the crowd is light. It’s coming up to be too late for the after work crowd and too early for an evening crowd. I’m thinking this just might be one time I’m not going to get lucky here. It’s rare but it happens.

I head upstairs once more and, hot damn, if the blond guy isn’t there. I lean against the wall, check him out. He checks me out. We’re in a hook-up room in moments.

With the door secured behind us, he speaks: “What are you into?”

“I’m a top,” I say.

“Good,” he responds. “I’m a bottom.”

He’s about five-foot-eight and got a beefy frame. As he removes his clothing — all of it — he’s not thin but he’s not too wide. He’s just perfect. He’s got these lovely smooth pecs and a nicely developed chest and arms. His belly is also nice and flat with a great treasure trail. But the lower half of his body is just hairy. His legs and ass are covered with a golden brown down.

I remove my clothing too. It’s unusual, even in one of the hook up rooms, to get completely naked. Yet we do and I want it. As we come together, we kiss. He’s an excellent kisser and his mouth covers mine, his tongue invading my mouth and hooking up inside my mouth. I can feel his body and it’s one of those when he moves, it’s like he’s flexing muscles.

As I take a step back to climb onto the padded platform that serves as a bed, I get another good look at him. I’m guessing in this dim light he’s 26. I’m also guessing he’s bisexual or even a straight bottom. We kiss more and roll around a bit. He sucks my already hard cock and then he rolls onto his back, hiking his legs and pushing his knees to his ears.

He knows what he wants.

He opens a tube of some generic form of jelly lube. He slathers it on his hole.

“You’ll cum inside me?” he asks.

“Only way,” I say.

He takes another dab of lube and begins to put just enough on my cock.

“Good,” he said. “I love cum.”

I line my cock up to his hole. I feel all the wiry hairs brush up against my cockhead. I can also feel how his pucker is closed up. But it’s itching to open. Again.

Pushing up against it, it opens and I’m inside.

I recognize this sensation. It’s wet. And not from lube. This man has been loaded.

Fucking starts and I push it inside him deeper. He snorts poppers and I begin really popping my cock. His own cock isn’t hard, which doesn’t surprise me. But as I feel around, I notice the cum within his pubes. Is it his? Is it someone else’s?

His ass is tight with some resistance here and there. I can tell he’s not experienced. He’s not flexing his muscles at all. While he verbally encourages my fucking and squirms a little, he’s not yet learned how to milk a cock with the motion of the fuck.

I encourage him to sit on my cock for a moment.

Now this offers no resistance and I get a really good look at him. Again, he’s got one of those beautifully put together muscle bodies that’s not over done. The shadows of the room play here and there just perfectly. His nipples sit almost in the middle of his nicely built pecs. As I run my fingers across his chest, you can feel a little stubble where he’s shaved or clipped off the errant hair or two. But there’s a natural smoothness elsewhere.

In this position, his ass naturally milks my cock. I haven’t snorted any poppers but I’m resisting plunging over the edge into the point-of-no-return. And then he starts talking about me cumming, but he wants it on his back.

I flip him back over and begin to fuck him in earnest with some fever after taking a hit off the poppers. It’s getting a little warm with the exertion. But I can’t wait to add my cum to the mix already in his ass, which he indicates is three or four loads. I ask him if he wants my load and he tells me he does.

My cock begins to throb and I let my load go.

I push hard deep into him and try to get it even deeper. I keep the pace before collapsing on him, my cock still buried inside him.

When I finally catch my breath, I ask, “How long have you been taking loads?”

“Not very long,” he says. “Just a few months.”

“Really?” I’m even surprised at this, although I suspect it’s a little longer. “You like it?”

“I love it,” he says. “I got fucked a few times with condoms and it just irritated my ass.”

“Are you married?” I ask.

“Yea,” he says.

“To a woman?”

“Yea.”

“Y’all fuck any more?”

“Not that much.”

I pause for a moment and question whether to tell him what I’m thinking.

“Well, I’d like to fuck you again,” I say. “Beside, I’m kind of known in the bareback community.”

“Really?” he says. “How?”

“I write a blog.”

“You’re not ‘iBLASTinside’?”

“Yup,” I smile. “That’s me.”

“Fuck,” he says. “I’ve been wanting you to fuck me.”

“Well, I just did,” I say. “You ought to feel like it when I have more time and more room.”

“You did damn good with what you had.”

I finally pull my cock out. I’m still hard and tempted to load him again but I need to head home, as does he.  We exchange names with the promise he’ll e-mail me. Oh and it turns out he was in his late thirties.

Of course, he hasn’t e-mailed me yet (UPDATE: actually, he has Opens a new window from this blog). That’s the course of things. But I can always hope for more.

               

Beefy ass from BBRT eventually did e-mail me, at first saying he thought me an online flake. Of course, there’s nothing further from the truth. Later he sent and e-mail that says the following:

 He chickened out.

As it turned out, it was for the best. I rather liked breeding the married, blond bottom happened to be rather enjoyable. And I really hope for more. Because unlike a member of BBRT, the married, blond bottom wasn’t chicken.

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