Nature of the Beast

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What is it about gay guys?

I would say about 95% of gay guys are not interested in a relationship. They're perfectly happy with casual, random sex.  Check out the ads on Craigslist, Manhunt etc. Most don't say they're looking for twilight walks hand in hand on a beach, intelligent conversation and bubbling personalities.  They want sex: Fuck me, suck me, pull my hair, nasty, filthy, throw-down sex.

Guys are turned on by erotica: pictures, movies and the like.  It's what keeps porn shops and online porn sites thriving. Guys like to see and do.

Women? They read romance novels, watch Lifetime TV..live in a fantasy world where they're Knight in Shining Armour sweeps them off their feet, and has meaningful conversation with them - really listens -and carries them into a bedroom, places them gently on a bed of sweetly perfumed fresh red rose petals and engages in an hours-long marathon of holding, caressing, foreplay and kissing that doesn't necessarily have to end in sex.


But there should be some middle ground because gay guys already have a reputation as whores, sex fiends,and disease ridden pariahs. Now that same sex marriage is becoming legal, I don't think you're going to see a huge increase in same sex marriages...because nobody wants to give up a good thing..and that's casual, no strings sex. Jumping from bed to bed is now the norm.

I have to say, I would love to have a regular thing with another guy..and I've tried putting ads online for such a relationship, but that ad..gets almost no responses. But, put an ad up that says "come fuck me"? You're deluged with emails.

Women need a reason to have sex. Men just need a place.

-Billy Crystal

A Reason to De-Friend

This video is soo funny, yet quite a bit creepy too!. I mean..if there was ever a reason to de-friend someone ..this is it, don't you think?

Hump Day: AJ

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AJ Abualrub, born June 20, 1987, in Ohio, United States, is an American model.

Great Expectations

I'm a lucky guy.

I'm a mid forty (OK late 40's) guy. Yet, I've been lucky enough to meet up, make friends, make out and have sex with some of the hottest guys that you've ever seen.  Why? I have no idea. Maybe I'm persistent, although I don't "chicken hawk" - I have limited my profile views on Grindr to ages 26-40, don't normally pursue guys who are younger than 26 or so on any other sites. Yet, young guys, I guess guys who are into older men, are drawn to me.

Maybe it's because I work out..I take real good care of myself. I'm tan, good looking..bla bla bla..I mean..I am..although the years definitely have taken its toll..I for sure used to be better looking. Again, I consider myself lucky.

I'm on Manhunt..and I get a smile from someone who is 22 years old. Unusual, but, I smile back and send an email saying basically "What's up?"  That was it..the next day, the same guy responds asking for me to unlock my pics, which I do. He tells me I'm hot..and do I have any others which I send him when he gives me his AIM screen name.

We chat..he lives 20 minutes from me. He's 5'8", white, very cute, very tan, and lean as hell with a very visible 6 pack from his pics. We chat a little more..and he asks how long it would take for me to get to his place...we work out the specifics and he invites me over.

As I pull up in front of his house, I give him a call and he says "Bad news" (Oh shit! I'm thinking..blow off!) "My room mate just called" (Damn!) "and he's on his way back" (Fuck, fuck fuck!). "So  we only have like 45 minutes" (phew!)

"Hey 45 minutes..that's better than no time." I tell him.
He answers his front door and he is..incredibly cute. Dimples, tan, dark hair..shorter than me..definite frat/A&F boy..freaking amazingly cute..but I was only beginning.

I follow him to his bedroom. Apparently he just moved here, while he looks for a job, just graduated (an nice Ivy League School). He says again, we don't have much time, and he gives me a great kiss and our tongues touch.

He takes off his T-shirt and reveals his ripped abs..his tight, tan torso. Damn..he's h-h-hot..I hope I can get it up for this dude!

I take off my shirt and both of us remove our pants as we're making out. We lay down on his bed, still kissing. I run my hands down his chest..down the ripples of his stomach to his underwear and his now rising cock.

"It's a big cock" he says.
I laugh..he's a little  full of himself I think. "Oh yea? Is it?"
"Yup" he says.

I feel his cock through his underwear, and yea, it feels ample...I pull down his underwear and take his big cock out..and it is big, although not the biggest I've seen..it was pretty big..and pretty thick from the shaft all the way up to the head..like a consistent thickness. Nice, hot cock. He was right.

He takes off my underwear and we're jerking each other off.

"You like asses?" he asks.
God..I don't think I can take this, I'm thinking..I knew this guy's ass was gonna be hot..I knew it from when I entered his door..I knew it when I brushed against it when we kissed standing, I knew it when I removed his underwear ..I fucking knew it!

He turns over and shows me..and I was not disappointed. He had a very hot, tiny, tight ass...lightly brushed with very little hair. Steaming hot, hot ass. He was right again. Damn! This guy is full of himself..with reason.

" Do you bottom?" I ask.
"I've dabbled with bottoming...but, I'm a top." he says.
"Well, we're gonna have to dabble a little maybe one day" I laugh.

He bends down to suck my cock and places his ass near my head..not close enough for me to suck him..not turned enough for me to rim him (wasn't gonna do that anyway) just close enough for me to kiss his side of his ass, and admire it, touch it..fondle it..

I pull him back up to me, and we kiss again.  Then I go down on his thick hot cock, sucking it and getting lots of pre-cum taste from him. We make out some more and change positions a few times, sucking each other some more. I end up straddling his waist, sitting on him, as I'm jerking my cock and he's jerking his..

"You want to shoot on me?" he asks.
"Sure...where do you want it."
"Anywhere" he says.

Well, looks like it's gonna be on his chest, cause I'm real close..I continue jerking off, he's smiling with approval, liking the scene..enjoying seeing me get hot, get closer..start getting verbal..moving, grinding into his cock with my ass as he's jerking off..


"Fuck!" I yell as I start to convulse in pleasure. "Fuuuck!" blowing loads on his neck and chest. He leans down and licks my cock...

I roll over and lay on the bed, exhausted. He continues jerking off.

"Suck on my nipple" he asks.
"Oh, giving me orders now?" I ask with a laugh.

I suck on his little nipple and he pulls me even tighter as he too is getting close to cumming. He erupts with cum all over his chest and we both lay there exhausted.

"Damn..you're hot" I say...as if he didn't know.

We clean up and I make my way out before his roommate gets home.

"Dude, anytime you want, you know where to get me" I tell him.

"No problem..hopefully we can do this again." he says.

Fucking egotistical, self-loving, boastful, conceited piece of shit!  He's so full of himself - I hope next time he's full of me.

Relief in Sight

Well, I didn't see Trent on Grindr for almost a week. Maybe it was the one opportunity to get someone of his caliber..and he was gone. But then, one night, I saw he was logged on.


"Hey." I started.
"Hey!" he said.
"Was hot the other day" I said, recalling our hot meeting.
"Yea, it sure was. Felt so good!" he says.
"Yea, well, even though we had issues with the supplies" I laugh.
"It all worked out in the end" he said.

He tells me his boyfriend is arriving home again that night. But, he's super horny.

"Can't help ya today" I said. "Maybe this week?"
"Yea, I'm off all week. Definitely!" he says
"Well, maybe I can come by for lunch"
"I'm a terrible cook! You can have me for lunch" he says
"That works!" I agree.

He tells me his boyfriend is 45 years old and they've been together for 2 years. He likes older guys.

That's a relief.

Real Life: Grindr

 So true! Check out this video..so funny..and he's damn cute too! Wish I had a body like his - to lie next to!

Hump Day: Holden

Maybe you've seen the video. He's the guy in with the tattoos..the guy with the incredibly ripped, zero body fat, body.

Here's the video...


and here's some more...

Call me baby!

Unhelpful

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Jones texted me late one day..when I was about to pack up and leave the office.

"Horny" he said. "Come over."
"I'm kinda out of time" I responded.
"Aww...I wanna fuck" he entices me.
"Well, I can come quick..." I said
"You have lube?" he asks
"No, I don't. Don't you?"
"Pick some up on the way" he asks.
"Well, I don't know how comfortable I am shopping for lube before I get there. I don't have that much time" I explained.

"Can't you pick it up while I'm on my way?"
"Well, I'm already the person taking it in the ass" he said.

He seemed pissed. He obviously was needy..and I was more than happy to help him. I was super horny too..and fucking his hot, tight ass was tempting. But, to hit a store nearby, possibly meeting someone I know while  I purchased lube, plus the fact that I was ready to head home made things kinda short - time-wise.


"I'm sorry." I said. "I can't. I have to get home. "Next week?" I asked.

No response..
Is it possible that I've lost that window of opportunity? I really cant worry about that. I would assume that Jones would be understanding enough that he knows I can't always be available.

Well Lubricated

I had an appointment in the city for work and being that I hadn't gotten off in basically 6 days I was horny. I checked out Craigslist and found nothing..I'm finding CL is mostly fake ads, guys who are just collecting pics, or spammers.

I log onto Grindr on my drive to the city and as I'm about to hop on a subway, I get a text from some guy without a pic...usually a bad sign.  Not this time.

He sends a face pic pretty quickly, and he looks younger..and cute. I ask what he's looking for an he says "a top." Funny how that works, huh?

"What are you looking for?" he asks.
"A bottom" I respond.
"Host?"
"Yes" he says. "I'm off work today. Around all day"
"Well, I'm on my way to the city, but I'll be back in a few hours. Will that work?"
"Sure, get in touch" he says.

He sends a few more pics..and he's very lean, very tall and very, very cute. I'm excited on my way to my appointment.

I hit the steamy subway, working up a sweat as I exit and walk the way to my appointment on this unusually warm day.  I get there, they don't have air conditioning, but I do my thing, and I'm done rather quickly and leave for my walk back to the subway. I text "Trent" that I'm heading back and should be near there around 2pm. "Great' he says.

Now, while I don't have reason, I am a little suspicious. I've been burned a few times before..with guys who say they want to meet and flake out or guys who are just playing games. The fact that this 24 year old texted me (I've set my Grindr not to see anyone below the age of 27 so to avoid the temptation of chicken hawking these young guys) was also kinda suspicious.

Anyway, back underground, I'm getting pretty sweaty..and I'm not happy that I may be meeting someone who is gonna see me all messed up. I exit the subway and text Trent who gives me his address and I'm on my way.

I get to his apartment house and find out it's a walk-up - i.e., no elevator (Ugh! - I'm not sweaty enough?!). I head to the 4th floor and buzz his door, expecting some big fat man to answer, or some old little lady, or some tattooed....

"Hi!" Trent says as he opens the door.
He's dressed in a cut off A&F T shirt..with Blue A&F Sweats and bare feet. I am not disappointed...

"Hey!" I say as I walk in and we shake hands.

We make some small talk and then there's the uncomfortable silence as we are both waiting for the next, inevitable step. He walks over to me and kisses me and I respond. Our tongues engage and he rubs my crotch through my pants. I'm feeling his hot little ass through those sweats as he unbuckles my pants and sits while he takes my cock in his mouth.
I take off that A&F shirt and take off my pants and underwear, and he takes off his sweats. We're naked..and I'm very happy with what I am seeing.

Trent is totally a hottie. Smooth, extremely lean..a hot big cock and an incredible ass. He's sucking, we're kissing, making out, and he turns around to show me his ass and I grind my hard cock into it...wondering where the condom is as I look around the room.

He takes a towel off a table and puts it on the couch (huh? no bedroom? I'm wondering?) and beneath there are a few condoms and a small bottle of lube. I take a condom and attempt to roll it on my cock...and ..its...not...going on!

He chuckles as we're fumbling with the condom and lube. Eventually, I take whatever I got on and rip it off to start again with a new condom. I look at the packaging and they are unlubricated condoms..guess that's what's making it so hard to roll..they...just..seem..to be small! (never had that problem before!). We're now laughing as we're both obviously ready to go, but can't get the fucking condom on!

Try #3, I take a condom with my now slippery hands from the lube and try opening it..which..I...fucking..can't! I take the towel and wipe my hands, open the condom and drip the lube into the condom (I'm gonna get this condom on by hook-or-by-crook!). I take the lubed condom and begin rolling it on my cock. Finally! Let's get down to business.

We kiss and Trent bends over. I take my cock and put it on his awaiting asshole..and....push..and ..push..he guides me with his hand..and...laughing again - it's not going in!

He turns over and lays down on the couch and puts his legs up.I lay on top of him and he again..tries to guide me...and I push..and...FUCK! Still no luck!

I take the lube, pour it on my hand..and rub my condomed cock and finger his ass. I pull him up and push him around to again, have him bending in front of me. I take my slippery cock and put it on his slippery hole and..BAM! Finally! I'm In and he turns to look at me and smiles.

I hold still waiting for him to get comfortable with my cock inside him. He pushes against me and I withdraw a little and push in. He responds and we fuck. He's hot..I'm sweating. He's really, very tall..very lean..and has a hot body. I love looking at him as I'm fucking his ass...I'm dripping with sweat!  Doesn't anyone have decent air conditioning?!

Eventually, I'm getting close to cumming and apparently, so is he. I take my cock out of his ass, rip off the condom as he says "Yes, cum on my back" and I do..shooting my big load on his ass, and up his back as he blows his in the towel beneath him.

He grabs us a towel and I hit the bathroom to wash up. I ask if he lives alone and he tells me he lives with his boyfriend who is out of town. (Ah! That's why we didn't use the bedroom!). I tell him next time he's off for the day and his boyfriend is not around, I'd love to hang out again.

Back out the door. Damn these stairs!

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As often happens, I got chatted by a guy who works near me. There's a pretty well known hotel nearby and I've realized that it happens to be a destination for the airlines and their crew. Most, who are from England, seem to be gay and frequent Grindr.

This guy chats me and sends a pic. He's thin..looks very hot, 22 years old, 5'10. He inquires where I am and I tell him I'm driving on my way to work (don't Grind and drive guys). Well, apparently, he's in the same town and here for a short while:

"From England?" I ask.
"Yer" he says (I still don't get that)
"Do you work for an airline?" I ask.
"Yer" he responds.

We exchange some pics and he is hot. His cock, although he says he's uncut, looks cut when hard..

"I'd love to meet"  he tells me "..and I will be back in 2 weeks, so we can fuck then" he says.
"Well, I have an appointment with my Accountant and I can probably be there about 11am today" I tell him. "Is that good?"
"Yer" he says.

We chat a brief time more, exchanging some more pics.
"I'm quite covered in tattoos" he tells me.
"Oh yea? Don't see any in the pics" I say
"Well, they're on my legs, back, bum..haven't been able to get at the right angle to photo them."

I head into my meeting, which runs very long..and goes very badly. I mean, going to an Accountant is like going to the Dentist. You know there's going to be pain, you know you'll have to pay, you never know how much and sometimes, you walk out saying, it hurt, it cost a lot, but, I expected worse - I can deal with it.

Well, my finances aside..this didn't go painlessly.. Without going all political on you..I, like every other person on this planet, am not happy that 1/4 of my income or more is going to taxes, a disgustingly obscene amount of taxes which, apparently, together with everyone else's disgustingly obscene amounts, isn't enough to keep us from printing money to pay for wars, bigger government and debt payments. If I ran my business like the US runs the government..I'd be out of business! But..I digress....

I chat "Anderson":

"Sorry, meeting ran long"
"How did it go?" he asks.
"Not well..." I tell him.
"OK, well, sorry, you still coming by? Maybe I can help you forget it" he says.
"Yes, that would be great. On my way"

Within 10 minutes I'm there..heading up in the elevator. I head down the long hallway to his room and knock on the door. And he opens.

Anderson is wearing a pair of long sweat shorts, kinda like A&F type shorts. No shirt, and clearly, no underwear. We shake hands and he tells me to come in.

His room is freezing. I'm shivering as he lays on his king sized bed.  He adjusts the A/C for me and we chat a little before he leans in and gives me a kiss. Oh yea..the tats...

When he opened the door, I clearly saw a bar piercing in each nipple and the earrings and lip ring. No tats to speak of on his front, but as he turned and walked I could see a very large tattoo on his back up by his neck to nearly half-way down his back and spreading across his shoulders. A tattoo was also visible poking its way out from his ass and he had a few more large ones on his legs. But, this was only the beginning.

He returns from the A/C and we continue to kiss - I notice a tongue piercing. He has a very smooth tight body, very lean. Hot..we're making out and I remove my shirt as he undoes my belt and I take off my pants. He removes his shorts and I remove my underwear.

I can now clearly see he has 3 hoop ring piercings on his balls..and the tattoo on his ass cheek is also now in the open.  Despite all this"bling" - this is one hot guy, a nice guy, and seems to be a down to earth, normal, drug free bloke.

He sucks on my cock and balls and I suck on his cock..noticing the little extra skin that has almost disappeared. I'm squeezing his ass..and I'd love to fuck him..but, I can wait two weeks..that's cool.

We totally make out for a while, eventually laying next to each other as we blow our loads, kissing and touching all the time.  After wiping up, we lay in bed, me face up, and him face down, laying with my arm under him.

"Well, let me know if you want to meet in two weeks" he says.
"Definitely do...chat me up." I tell him. "Oh..you want to?" he asks..

Yerrr!

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I guess I should be used to it..guys I meet who seem interested but, for some reason are hard to "nail down:" so to speak. I met Josh a few days ago, we texted a few times after that, then..no response.

What happened? Something I said? Eventually, I text him that a simple yes or no will do..that I'm not into game-playing.

"I didn't realize I was playing games" he writes back.
"Well, we met, you gave me your number, you said you were interested.." I explain. "Then..you kinda disappeared."

"Did I?" he says. "I never got anything from you." he explains.

I find that hard to believe..I really do..so, that's why I figured it's game playing. So, I try and get him to commit.

"OK, then, my misunderstanding. So, when do you want to meet again?" I ask.
"Well..I have a problem with a few things.." he starts to explain.

I've heard the story....it's some combination of "you're married" or "you're older" or "you have kids". But, all of a sudden..I'm upfront about all these things.

"Listen" I say before he could explain his "few things", "I just asked for a yes or no..I don't need your justification for not meeting. You played games because you said you were interested and for whatever reason, you're not. Thanks anyway."

Talk about wishy-washy!

Flying Away

So, I did end up meeting that guy from Grindr that I was so excited to meet.

As I pulled up to Starbucks, he hits me up on Grindr and tells me to just meet him down the block, since neither of us were really interested in coffee. It would give us a good opportunity to chat.

It was a beautiful day out, and I didn't mind the two block walk from where I parked. As I got closer, an old man started walking with some packages besides me. He had some crazy grey hair, looked kinda disheveled. AS I got closer to the corner I could see someone walking toward me. I chuckled as I thought to myself that he was probably about to turn and run, thinking the old guy was the guy he was going to meet. Well the other old guy, anyway.

I crossed the street and immediately recognized Josh from his Grindr pic and he didn't disappoint. He was dressed for work, in a button down shirt and tie, black slacks and carrying his sport coat. We shook hands and looked into each others eyes.  What struck me immediately was that this guy was tall..as tall as me, but he was extremely thin..and to me, that's not a bad thing.

I suggested we sit at a bench that we were passing in a park. We talked about work, my family life, his travels and relationships in general. He seemed nervous...

"You've got great eyes" he tells me.
"Thanks, you too. You're very cute" I say. "And those lips are just as I imagined"


Whenever I attempted to get to the standard sex topics on Grindr, Josh was coy..almost avoiding answering. When you ask someone what you're into, usually they know its a sexual question.  The answer I got? "Stamps."  That topic didn't come up when we met face to face.

I noticed some small tattoos on his hand and neck and asked him what they were for. He mentioned he had a few more, and from the sounds of it, they're some big tattoos on his torso and leg. I guess once we get to seeing each others bodies, if that happens, I can judge for myself.

At the end of his work break, he says he needed to get back and we stood up and shook hands..and the hands definitely lingered more than a regular handshake.


"Well, let me know if you want to meet again" he says.
"OK. When would you like to know?" I laugh. "Because I want to meet again" I say.
"That's good" he laughs. I'm going away for a few days, but here's my number, be in touch."

I enter his number in my phone and tell him that my number is blocked and I don't usually give it out until I'm comfortable.  He's totally understanding.

Later that day, I log onto Grindr and he texts me that t was nice meeting. I again ask him..

"Besides stamps, what else do you get into? Like indoor stuff"
"Love reading."

"Jesus! You are boring!" I tell him jokingly.  "Anything you want to ask me?" I ask.
"Yea, how big?" he finally broaches the subject.
"I'm 6'1", same as you" I tell him..playing the "coy" game he started.

But, I give in: "I'm 7c, pretty thick. You?"
"I've never measured, but I'm cut and never had a complaint." he says.

I send him my telephone number.
"Wow..is that your number I got?" he asks surprised.
"Yes..use it don't abuse it." I tell him with a laugh.

Butterflies

Butterflies..it's the feeling in your stomach when you meet someone for the first time, or talk to them and you anticipate meeting. It's the feeling that things sound and look good..that there's some potential here..that maybe, just maybe something good can happen.

It's more than the lusty, horny anticipation of guaranteed sex. When foreplay isn't just when someone shakes your hand and shows you into their bedroom. It's when sex may happen..that the potential for sex is there..but at a later date..and the actual meeting is part of the foreplay.

I was on Grindr..and I get chatted by someone who was close by. He's 26 years old, 6'1", and  looking to chat and make friends. Hmm..his pic is very, very cute. Not smiling..but has these amazing lips..and I let him know. We get to chatting..he works very close to me and we exchange some pleasantries. He then says he's looking to make some friends and maybe we could catch a cup of coffee sometime.

"Well, now's as good as anytime, no?" I tell him.
"Yea..let's meet" he says.

And Off I go to Starbucks for a Grande Caramel Latte with someone who is very intriguing.

Hump Day: Pitchers and Catchers

Well guys..it's that time of year again! Spring training is done and we're starting the new baseball season! The smell of the grass, the popcorn, hotdogs, cheer of the crowd..and the hot boys! Enjoy! On the first day of the season..we all have a chance!