A Week in San Francisco

Hey guys -- finally back in cold Hudson Valley and boy do I miss the nice climate of San Francisco. I was able to get in a couple of really nice runs along the Embracadero, some great meals, catch up with colleagues I haven't seen in awhile, recoonect with a city I love and oh yeah . . .meet a few hot guys.

As I mentioned on Monday,the city was packed. Hotels and restuarants were at a premium. If you are into Greek food, check out Kokkari on 200 Jackson Street. Excellent food, the service was outstanding and who doesn't want to be surrounded by dark haired, scruffy guys offering smoldering looks and warm food? Yum.

The weather was so perfect --- nice and cool and no rain which is rare for this time of year. The locals were complaining about a water shortage and impact on neighboring skiing, but man it was nice to walk around in a blazer.

So the boys . . .

My experience in San Francisco has always been a sort of polarizing time -- meeting complete and total flakes and meeting outstanding, hot guys. Rarely do I meet up with anyone who falls somewhere int he middle. And this trip was no exception. A few flakes and three very cool guys -- all for slightly different reasons.

The first guy I met was a smaller framed, smooth Asian guy with a deep, dark bush and sweet, plump lips that felt amazing sliding up and down my cock. He was a little nervous to start, but once I loosened him up a bit, he was moaning and good to go.

We came with him laying with his back on my chest, feet up on my knees and my cock sliding in and out of his very tight hole. I would excatly call it fucking, more like working my way inside him and then humping him. This position gave me full acccess to his cock and his tits while pushing his hips down on me and making him grind.

And man, did he shoot. A beautiful full load that was sliding down his torso and on to me as he lay atop me.

Post fuck, he started a very strange dialog about writing book about how people communicate with their hands. A bit of a buzz kill, but a hot lay nonetheless.

My second meet up was with, of all things, New Yorker, also travelling to SF on business. This guy was a big fucking tank. He stood 6'7" and weighed about 260, shaved head, goatee and piercing blue eyes.  God did we have fun rolling around on each other. Very few guys are larger than me -- so for me at 6"5" to have to reach up on a man was a rare treat.

Apart from the tragic flaw of being a Jets fan, this guy was all fun, rolling around, jumping up and dwon to change positions and we eventually ended up in a very large sunken-in tub where we traded blow jobs in the suds. His beefy hands maneuvering my head up and down on his shaft and then pressing my tongue deeper in his butt was so intense. in fact, the next day at work, I felt like I had whiplash my neck was so sore.

It has been a long time sonce I walked the hall of shame at 2:00 AM thorugh a hotel lobby to grab a cab home. Man did I sleep well that night.

In the midst of all this, I had this totally hot guy sending me pics and texting me setting up a date for one of the nights. As is often true of meeting guys in SF, he called and said he was tired, could we re-schedule, blah, blah, blah. If he hadn't been so adament about meeting, I wouldn't have cared, but after literally 50 texts, why the change of heart? Ahh, the God of Craigslist moves in strange and mysterious ways. I checked his facebook profile and he listed an occupation as a member of Gatornatiion. A University of Florida alum. Enough said.

But the best was Jim, a guy I met up with on the morning on my return flight.  Shorter, super furry, shaved head and furry salt and pepper mustache and soul patch.

He has this fireplug kind of body, hot pecs and tits, ample ass and bullwork kind of cock -- the kind you can imagine hits all the right spots.

Jim is a geologist working for a non-profit and on clean water legislation. You could tell he spends time outdoors, his hands and fingers, which I fellated as long as his cock, were rough and strong.

I literally had to dig my tongue into his furry hole and the wild abandonment with which he arched his back, rode my tongue and eventually shot his first load was memorable for his incredible strength in his release.

I literally covered his body with my tongue and cock -- head to toe and  it felt amazing to have a man respond to my touch in this way.

When I made him cum the second time, I swear the entiree hallway of the boutique hotel (aka, my feet hung off the bed into the sink the rooms were so small) could hear him bellow as he shot.

I loved showering with him and us both rushing getting ready -- me to meet colleagues in the lobby to go to the airport and him off to work. As I kissed him goodbye, I lifted him a bit and his leags spread open to me and he moved his mouth to my ear and whispered how sweet and strong I was. the little fucker made me hard so I had to wrap my sweater around my waist in the elevator.

Lots of time reading on the return flight and just reflecting on the week -- work, friends, lovers. I admit to feeling a bit slutty, but that quickly passed for a warm feeling of interconnectedness and being alive.

Oh and I had the chance to meet up with a fellow blogger for an awesome few hours of brotherly conversation.

But it is always good to be home.

Hey guys -- hope you all had an awesome weekend. Mine was pretty good -- saw the new Mission Impossible movie and really liked it. Jeremy Renner is incredibly hot in the film and is a nice alternative to Tom Cruise whom I don't really love.

I loved his performance in Hurt Locker so maybe one day we'll get real lucky and see his naked ass fucking a beautiful woman real soon.

So I am on the flight -- wild to be wireless crossign the mountains in a plane and blogging and am fortuante enough to sit next to a totally hot guy. Dark looks, slight accent, big dark eyes. Dressed ina n impeccibly tailored suit, he has fallen asleep a few times and can see the outline of his boner while he is sleeping. God I'd love to unzip him and take him down to his root. He is a hedge-fund guy and looks like he is a total ball bust to work with. Love that.

Ironically he looks like Jorge Posada, who will announce his retirement in the next day or so -- the word leaked in the press today. As a total phillies fan, there aren't many Yankees I'd write about, but this guy has always been the real deal to me -- honest, credible, no bull-shit kind of guy. A good man and the team will miss him. More importantly, we need good athletes as role models - many more.

Now if only the guy next to me would unzip  . . .

Long and Short Week

So how is it I am so damn tired? Starting off the week with a hot encounter in the steamroom was followed up by a good week of catching with friends and try to get ahead of some work before I leave for San Francisco next week.  

I got some good strong runs in - though not very long distances and even had a couple of days of cross-training thrown in there. And man, have I been jacking like a crazy man.

I am hungry to tongue a hot man ass.

And get some sloppy wet head.

Some sweet man on man time

And just the right amount of alone time to relax this weekend.

With maybe a few loads to spill in between naps.

How about you guys - how was your wek back? Good I trust. Have an awesome weekend.

Back In The Saddle

I hope everyone had as restful and relaxing a holiday and New Years as I did -- was really amazing to completely disconnect and re-charge. Apologies for the lack of posting during the past couple of weeks but I needed some time to just kick back and hang with family and friends  and here we are! It is 2012 and I am looking forward to an awesome year -- thanks for all the kind notes and good wishes. I appreciate you.

So today is my first day back at work and talk about hitting the ground running - had a great run this morning though my foot and weight are still bothersome and hit an almost empty gym. Weird as I thought all the new Years newbies would have flooded the gym, but it was strangely quiet.

Except for the steamroom.

Sean is a guy who is at the gym everyday with a workout schedule that matches mine almost exactly though I run and he works out. He's a great guy, nicely furred body, cute ass, around mid-forties, maybe 5' 10", and six inches with a nice upcurve at the tip and  with a hot mouth and super-sensitive tits. We've made out and sucked each other off in the steamroom on and off for years and goof around talking about the yonger studs in the gym.

This morning, the Hudson Valley has finally embraced winter and it was nut crunching cold. As I walked to the showers, I thought it might be nice to warm up in the steamroom unaware that Sean was even int he lockerroom. I had just settled back on the bench when he entered the steamroom.

His face was lathered and he was holding his towel. Never completely understood guys shaving in the steamroom -- I mean I get how they get a closer shave with the steam, but defeats the relaxing aspect of sitting in steam. In anycase, he sat right next to me and began shaving and we started chatting. I noticed his dick bouncing a bit and reached over and started stroking his tits. I know this drives him crazy so he wiped the excess shavinf cream off his face and neck and chest where it had melted in the heat and came over to me, sat in my lap and started kissing me deeply.

His ass cheeks were slippery in my hnads and I would occassionally dip my head and chew on his tits. At one point a guy came in and sat next to us and we had to break it off, but it wasn't long before the other guy left and his hand was in my bush reaching for my cock.

He climbed out of my lap and my hand ont he back of his neck guided him south to my cock where he began to suck my shaft and lick my nuts. I pushed his hand away and told him to just use his mouth which he then began to move on me with even greater rigor. I spread my legs



And I felt his beard move further down and his hot tongue hit my furry, sweaty hole. God it felt so great to be able to just sit back and feel this guys work my cock and ass. No strings, no attachements, just two guys helping each other start the day and the New Year in only the way men can.

I let the steam and this guys mouth build an energythat felt as good as the cold and bracing run -- challenging and eupohoric as the cum churned in my nuts.

It was easy to release in his mouth, but right before I shot, I pushed his mouth off me and let my cum spill down my shaft and into my pubes. He ate it hungrily. And we kissed and rubbed each others bodies in the wet heat, it felt wonderful to connect and be alive.

So all in all, a heck of a first day back. I hope you all had a great holiday filled with lots of friends and family and sex:)