Marathon Training Begins!

For most Americans, the Fourth of July represents celebrating our break from the Brits, vacations and the summer in all its glory.

For me, it signifies the start of marathon training. The pain begins now and will end in November. How is that for S&M? Any helpful words of encouragement and support would be much appreciated.

And if you are so inclined, drop a knee and help a brother out after each of my training runs!

Dave

I don’t know about you but I find Anderson Cooper smoking hot. Smart, beautiful blue eyes and the type of compact body you want to throw around a bedroom. So when I was approached by Dave, I almost did a double take – “I know, I know, I look like Anderson Cooper or a short, greyer Kevin Kline.” Ok, the Kevin Kline was a bit of a stretch, but the Anderson cooper was dead on.

Dave has an apartment in NYC that you often see in movies but have never actually seen in real life. I later found out it had been profiled in Architectural Digest but at first glance was amazed at the attention to detail and the color. He owns some amazing art and wall-to-wall bookcases. I often spend time looking at a guys books to get a better idea of his reading style and tastes and when I asked him about some of the choices, he said, “I used to be a reader, but I lost my office in the WTC and along with it, the desire to read. So now I just buy books but don’t actually read them.” That kind of hit me in the gut. He looked up at me with this great grey buzz cut and kind of sad eyes. How could I not lean down and kiss him? He has these kind of thin lips, but when you kiss them – they kind of miraculously expand.

I admit to liking carrying  a man with his legs wrapped around my waist and that is exactly how I carried my silver fox friend into the master bedroom. I pressed him into the wall and kissed him deeply again, cupping his ass as he climbed on my 6’5” frame. He was immaculately dressed and I soon wrinkled the hell out of his shirt and pants. By the time I lay him down and undressed him, his cock was leaking and warm.

He told me he ran track in high school and college when I asked how he kept in such great shape. His legs were covered in dark fur and got progressively lighter the further north my mouth moved from his cock to his pits. Sort of hot that his hair was totally grey on his head, but his body hair darker and more dense.

When I finally began to tongue his ass, I had to hold his hair back from his hole so I could tongue and probe more deeply and thoroughly. I kept flipping him from doggie to on his back and at one point he asked me why I kept throwing him around and then crushing him.

I answered by sticking the head of my cock directly in his hole. I love dodging a question with action.

I was hoping with the amount of time I rode him that his pits would get real ripe – they didn’t, or that his saucer size nipples would get hard – they didn’t either, but man was he fun to fuck. He had this sort of remarkable crescent shaped scar on his lower back that I stroked with my fingers while I fucked him from behind.  And the sweat on the back of his neck tasted amazing.

After we both came – and after all that time – we both came big – it was really nice to curl him up in front of me and spoon him while I slept. Later when I woke, he said I held him so tightly he could barely move. I like that he didn’t ask me to loosen my grip. He told me this with the same sad expression he had when he told me about the WTC. How could I not kiss him again?

Sigh No More

 

Serve God love me and men
This is not the end
Live unbruised we are friends

Love that will not betray you,
dismay or enslave you,
It will set you free
Be more like the man
you were made to be.

There is a design,
An alignment to cry,
At my heart you see,
The beauty of love
as it was made to be

Mumford and Sons are Gods

Home Is A Fire

Liking the new Death Cab for Cutie release -- especially Home is A Fire

Sleep with the lights on

Shuttered with shades drawn

There's too many windows

Noise--cars on the freeway

Tempting a clean break

But there's nowhere left to go

Watching the roots weave

Through cracks in the concrete

Plates they will shift

Houses will shake

Fences will drift

We will awake

Only to find

Nothing's the same

Home is a fire

A burning reminder

Of where we belong, love

With walls built up around us

The bricks make me nervous

They're only so strong love

Yes, they're only so strong love

Plates they will shift

Houses will shake

Fences will drift

We will awake

Only to find

Nothing's the same

As yesterday

Bruins Wins and the Hairy Monk

A big win for the Bruins and their taking the Stanley Cup for the first time since the early 70's. Congrats BosGuy. Since I am not a huge hockey fan, I don't really give a shit that the cup isn't in Philly were all great teams live, but I digress. I do have a couple of buddies who are avid hockey and die-hard Bruins fans and like most Boston sports fans -- totally fucking nuts. The bar in NYC where you catch Boston action is called the Hairy Monk  in the Grammercy section of the city. It is a great local bar where my buddies JR and AT worship before the flat screen tv as the puck moves closer to the goal.

It's like any local bar where the beer flows well and the sports are followed with intent. Let's just say the Hairy Monk was rocking with the Bruins win.

It attracts all kinds of guys -- guys with tatted sleeves

And hot jocks just their to watch the game.

And then their are the Bruins babes -- the local girls that have put out for all the regulars -- get stupidly drunk and begin to look better and better as the night wears on. Not that I'd know:)

And there is always that moment where guys are being guys and bodies start rubbing together in the heat of watching a game that I find the best part. It is hot and it is secret and definitely cool.

And it gets me leaking when I'm there with a bunch of guys and what you really want to do, is unzip and have your buddy jack a load with you.

And yes, dipping your cock in your favorite drink and having your buddy suck you until you cream -- always makes the win sweeter.

Congrats Boston.

Sharing Friends

More to my recent post on the different types of men we need as friends - particularly bisexual men and a recurring fantasy of mine -- the sharing of a beautiful woman between two intimate male friends. I have only ever had one sexual experience with another man and a woman -- it was incredibly hot and passionate. In this case I was closer friends with her and had only recently met him so the experience was not what I am talking about here. What I think would be an incredible sharing experience is that with a man whom I know and trust really well in and out of the bedroom, where this can be just another (one of many) shared experiences.

 I recall how intense the softness of this woman's breasts and her touch as my friends and I made out.

How delicious her pussy tasted while my friend fucked her and I was able to tongue him and her simultaneously.

The softness of her tits as I came on them.

You know I am an outside guy -- so yeah, add sex in a secluded grove of trees . . . damn

Friends In Need

I first met Jeff about five years ago. He stands about 5'9" or so with great proportions -- and although he is a swimmer, you'd never know it by his body type -- muscular and powerful. His body is covered in dense fur so rimming him takes work (but well worth it). Greeting me at the door of his five story walk-up we laughed at the music blaring from the college students apartment below his. Full on heavy metal head banging shit on a hot Friday afternoon in NYC. The boys were getting pumped for the weekend and so was I. He greeted me by kissing me with his very full and soft lips. His stubble felt a bit abraisive as he kissed my neck and wrestled with my belt. It wasn't long before I felt the heat of his mouth on my shaft and my shoulders hitting the wall in repose. Fuck I needed this. I could feel the bass from the music downstairs on my bare ass as he pushed me harder against the wall. Normally I lime to break things up and make out for a bit but not this day. His rhythmic sucking felt to urgent.his moaning drowned out mine and the music. I felt at one point him humping my leg and new he was precumming. He stood suddenly and grabbed my hand and lead me to his bedroom. I roughly pushed him down on the bed, spread his furry ass cheeks and assaulted his hole with my tongue. God I love rimming this guys ass -- muscular yet soft and with a beautiful pucker I love to teethe. I didn't wait to finger him, I just lubed my cockhead and pushed my way in. Jeff cums violently in one way and one way only. It requires my cock to be inside him after a pretty thorough pounding , my hand on his stiff cock and his nipple between mu upper and lower front teeth. When he shot it hit his face and shoulder , which I then mixed with mine. I know very little about Jeff, his interests and occupation, what occupies his days. What I can tell you is after all these years, I know how to make the guy release in a way he loves and begs for me to repeat. We need all sorts of different friends and provide for them in different ways. just earlier today I recommended that a guy get a wingman. I'm thankful for the friends -- however we choose to define it. If there was one type of friend missin in your life who would that be and what would you want in this relationship?

Their Beginning

Their illicit pleasure was consummated.

They rose from the mattress

and quickly dressed without talking.

Separately, secretly, they leave the house; and as

they stride a bit anxiously in the street, it seems

as if they suspect something in them betrays

the kind of bed they lay in a short time ago.

Yet how the artist's life profits.

Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the strong lines

will be written whose beginning was here.

C.P. Cavafy 1921

The Eyes Have It

Salmagundi is not only a hot guy, excellent blogger and good bud, but a muse. I asked him for a topic for a post and he threw this out there -- What do you do when you catch a guys eye?

Catching someones eye with a provocative glance is  a fun and exhilarating thrill for me. I like the open possibility in a flirtatious exchange --  -- is he interested in me? Just being polite? Maybe on the fence? What will tip the eye exchange to a possible conversation?  Women are much easier if they sense you aren't hitting on them -- their eyes tell you everything. But guys are different. Sometimes the space between what a guy is thinking and what actually appears are distinctly different. And then figuring out the sexual chemistry can be an added twist.

Humor is a red herring as well. Making a guy laugh is pretty easy for me --- and seeing a guy with a good sense of humor draws me in every time. Business meetings and social events are even more fun. love to try and figure guys out and while conversing -- try and catch their eye for a glimpse of something hotter.

The warmth in a man's eyes where lust is present is unmistakable.

But I also find myself observing a guy doing some mundane task and catching his eye. I love that charge.

But of course, there is nothing better than watching as a man concentrates on sucking my cock and looks up to make sure that I am watching him.

Beautiful.

Greek To Me

I met a guy recently -- smart handsome and younger maybe in his early thirties. Very nice guy but damn was he nervous. About everything. Divulging any information about himself. It reminds me of myself from years ago when ...well for a ton of reasons I was incredibly uptight about almost everything. Maybe he was incredibly nervous as his wife is due wih their new child and I remember how dizzying those times could be. Sexually, the guy was awesome. Full on shaved headed furry Greek, that loved my height and climbing on me, my dick and me edging him. Afterwards he sent me this crazy email about how nervous he was and sorry he was etc., etc., "did I hate him for pussying out" (he is a meet and cut bait kind of guy apparently). I replied assuring him that it was natural and normal to feel this way and not to sweat it. With his taste on my mouth and his as drying in my pubes, I smiled thinking how great it is that I've progressed so far past the point of nervousness and panic and regret. I know what I want and what I need. Greek was sweet and I hope he navigates the rough storm ahead of him.

It's The Weekend -The game plan calls for

 swimming for the first time this season -- though not likely nude.

Getting my wick wet one way or another

Thinking about a scruffy furred hot fuck

Lounging in my Adirondack chair

And maybe a little skull fucking:)

Whatever you do -- make it fun.

Sharing

What causes us to do the things we desire most in our hearts?

I was at a hotel in Florida feeling both restless and sort of horny. I had a break between meetings and decided to sit out on the balcony of my hotel room and look out at the ocean.  I debated about jerking off as I had been interrupted earlier in the morning, but the view was so beautiful. I grabbed my laptop, fired up the wireless and decided to read some of the postings on CL. Periodically, I'd just look out at the intense color and then all I could think about was being with a guy in the water.

I answered an ad by a couple looking for some outside play. Their ad described them as a laid back couple who wanted to enjoy the company of a guy at their pool. After a few email exchanges and pics swapped I figured I had nothing to lose and threw on some shorts, a baseball hat and headed down to the lobby. I was happy when their car pulled up that they were a handsome pair --- masculine one shorter than the other and stocky and a bit furry -- Jimmy. The taller partner, Craig was broad shouldered and gave me a bone crushing bear hug. As soon as I entered their car, Craig turned around, grabbed my baseball hat and planted a deep soulful wet kiss. My dickhead was soon crawling down my shorts leg and looking for air. I unbuttoned my shorts and let Craig reach between the seats from the front and stroke me.

Their house was a typical Florida ranch with a nice size pool and hot tub. They took me on a tour and the guestroom had a door that lead directly to the pool area. I opened the door and headed outside -- the pool area was completely secluded by dense bushes so I just unbuttoned my shorts and let them fall to the ground, took off my shirt and dove in. When I broke the water's surface Craig was rubbing Jimmy's shoulders and patted his ass -- I guess the signal for him to jump in. Jimmy stripped down and dove in so that when he swam he headed right toward me. Now, I love sex in the water -- so you combine a furry assed hottie, now wet and reaching for me and man my dick was straining for warmth. We made out and floated with each other. I sat up on the edge and he sucked my cock with long strokes but when his furry mouth hit my nuts I grabbed his head and pushed him in closer making him deepthroat me. i would periodically lift him up so that I could taste my cock on his breath. Watching his furry ass float up as my feet pulled him up and made his back arch int he watr was too damn inviting.

His ass was intensely muscular and tight as I tried to get my tongue inside him. It was a challenge to open him up and out of the corner of my eye, would occassionally catch glimpses of Craig as he was walking around the pool. It wasn't unitl I started fingering him that he really opened up and relaxed. His short, stockier cock was surrounded by some dense pubes and I coud taste the precum mixing with the pool water. At that, Craig joined us. He jumped in, walked over to us and we started to make out -- three faces, tongues and hands groping everywhere. It was clear that Craig took the lead between the two and yet, when i turned to him and kissed him full on, his legs went up and snaked around my waist, spreading his ass for my hands as I carried his body weight in the water. I pushed into him and against the wall as Jimmy swam up behind me and kissed my back and shoulders, working is way down to my ass. Sandwiched between these two hot men was incredibly hot.

My dick kept poking up near Craig's hole and so I reached down and started to massage it with my finger -- my lips moving from his mouth to this pits and nips. I could feel Jimmy's hands on my hips as if he wanted to mount me. I had to laugh at my sexual confusion. All these hot mouths and holes -- which do I hit first. I swung Jimmy around so that he was facing Craig and I was behind him. I rubbed my cock against his furry hole and was surprised at how easily I slipped inside him given his tightness just a short time ago.

It was the first of many loads shared between the three of us over the next few days. And it was the first time I ever jizzed underwater.

I was lucky to meet these two guys -- so obviously in love and yet able to share it with me.