Sunday, January 1, 2017

He Fucked So Good, But You Didn't Know....

There was a guy I had seen a number of times on Adam4Adam as someone who checked out my profile. I saw him again on Grindr, and tried hitting him up to no avail. Also, a few times in between those Adam4Adam and Grindr instances, I ran into him in a bar backroom where we went down on each other. With each of those backroom encounters making me think that one of those sucking sessions would lead to one of our cocks going into the other's ass.

After a long while, one night recently it finally happened. He was letting this guy go down on him, while an older guy and an Asian tried getting in the mix. I was standing on the outskirts of them all just observing. However, when this former suitor looked up and saw me, he tried pulling me into the mix. Once I got pulled in, the Asian left.

Such racist Asians hope to fit in to racist white culture by assimilating racist whites in such instances. They either try knocking a smaller black man (like myself) out of the way, or like in this instance, they leave the group action adopting a "No Blacks" attitude. All the while justifying Karma to come for them in the future. Given them the same future those racist whites will endure. One of buying companionship (with prostitutes and tricking go-go boys), instead of genuine, affectionate companionship. Because Karma is just that bitch, and I love her for it.

Anyway, as his focus on me got more intense, the other 2 guys left. I often feel bad for guys in that predicament because I've been that guy who becomes an after-thought. And I usually part ways with a guy who does others that way. This time however, the difference is that we have a history of courting and playing together, which makes a great difference to me.

When the guy who was going down on him left, it left a space on the sofa. So my suitor sat there for me to go down on him. So with pleasure I did. I loved sucking his dick and groping his nice ass so much that I could feel the workout my jaw muscles were getting, but I kept going. Because if my ass wasn't going to massage and suck the cum out of him, my goal was to have my mouth do it. Then he said the magic words to me,....

"I want to fuck you."

I didn't know if he wanted it right there, or in the bathroom, which I knew was full of guys getting it on by that time. I soon got my answer when he led the way to the bathroom.

I was thrilled to see that my former, now present suitor was just as much of an exhibitionist as I am. I was also thrilled to see that while we were in a bathroom with a lot of other guys, I was his focus.

Besides his cock filling my ass, I also loved feeling the bare skin of his groin slap against my ass cheeks. I looked behind me to see the light make the sweat on his shoulders and chest glisten. With the sweat from his chest wetting my back more than it already was from my own sweat. And each turn back, his thrusts into me made the amount of sweat to see glistening grow.

For public sex, he was lasting awhile. Then I could hear the moans of a man on the verge of orgasm. With so many guys in that bathroom, and around us, I wasn't sure it was my playmate. It became obvious after piecing together his increasing hard thrusts and his cock throbbing more rapidly inside me. Not to mention his voice saying "I'm gonna cum". Initially indistinguishable because of him saying it during the onset of his orgasm.

Afterwards, he asked if I was coming back the next night, which was the underwear party. He said he was asking because he would definitely be there, but he wasn't using that revelation to pressure me into showing up. I told him there was no pressure, because I most likely would be there anyway. Unfortunately, due to the track record of many gay males, I didn't put much faith in seeing him the next night.

Well come the next night, he was there.

We greeted each other, and that was about it. At first. As the night progressed, I continued my usual routine of observing behavior. He didn't know this about me so while he was talking to a white regular. I was sitting on the side enjoying my accumulation of knowledge.

While he was talking to the regular, he looked over and saw me, then called me over. Since like I said before, he didn't know about my enjoying the art of observation, I don't know if his invitation was because he thought I was lonely, or because he really wanted me. Whatever the case, I went over thinking I would be brief, then move on. Wrong. He kept me around, which I didn't think was a good idea.

For I know the white regular he was talking to sometimes goes to play with other white guys at a black guy's house, but he himself doesn't play with black guys, With this reason in tow, I figured this was not going to be the most comfortable of groupings.

My playmate led us to the bathroom. Me and the regular made out with him one at a time. Unlike most 3-ways, for obvious reasons, a 3-way kiss never ensued this time. Eventually, the regular had enough of trying, and decided to leave. So me and my playmate picked up where we left off, and upped the ante on our playing. He undid his pants, and my anticipation of him unveiling his cock to me again made me feel like I could hear the sound of his button being pulled out through the button hole over the loud music. So as soon as I saw a slight glimpse of his dick beneath his pubes, I dropped to the floor to go down on him.

There was a guy there watching us. He never tried to intervene, but he did later try to copy us,and take credit for what we started (told in much greater detail in a 12/4/2016 Facebook post). There were others who intervened however. And because of them we stopped. We did later come back though. This time, our actions did all of the talking to say, "We know you're going to try to interrupt and crash our party, but we are going to fuck without you!"

So he put me up against the wall with me wearing for this underwear party, some thigh-high tube socks, a cut-off t-shirt, and a jockstrap. He put his hard cock in me, and I was loving his dick all over again. The socially inept tried coming in to put their hands where they shouldn't. But we were so into each other that we dismissed them, and made them have to live vicariously through another pairing, but not ours.

While I don't usually like it, this time my playmate pulled out. He had me give him a blowjob, then he shot his load in my mouth. I took no issue with it because the night before, I did get the pleasure of feeling his cock throb inside me due to my ass milking him so good. So the night before my ass tasted his milk, and this time, my mouth got to taste it.

Lastly, this may have been a great sex tale, one thing I did not reveal about this hot guy throughout the entire story is the fact that he's a drag queen. I don't know if he was aware that I knew that even before our Adam4Adam and Grindr sightings of each other. And it really shouldn't make a difference, but I'm telling this tale because his behavior exceeds the expectations too many gay males have about the sexuality of drag queens.

However, this is only 1 drag queen. So what conclusion can be made about others?....

You can find out in my 2nd post for my column "X-Rayed Sex" for the Tumblr blog, Thotyssey.

Monday, December 26, 2016

Cock Tastes Good! Natural or With... JO's Gelato?


I anticipate tasting all the flavor can be found in his skin's varying textures. The taste of his balls, then all the way to the head of his cock. Loving his cock even more so when the guy is so super horny that his cock head is engorged. So ready to pump in either my mouth or ass that any light in the room that hits it causes it to shine. And once his cock is in my mouth, I can suck it feeling my jaw muscles getting a massive workout,.... and still keep going. Never once desiring to huff on poppers to "make it easier" to do so. Because I love the natural flavor of cock just that much, and have no intention of confusing my brain from taking in the messages of how good and clean that man's cock is.

I'm getting hard and salivating just thinking about it.

Now, while many (like I) love sucking a clean cock with its natural flavor, we might not understand, but must accept how some are not such enthusiast about the natural flavor of a man's cock. It is for this reason that flavored lubes are made.

From time to time, I come across samples of flavored lubricants. If I know I'm going to a sex party, I often will put some on my cock and ass cheeks. Never the asshole. Because the sugar in most flavored lubes, and flesh do not mix.

Anyway, in preparing to tag-team a hot bottom in a 3-way, I dossed my cock with one of the flavors from JO Gelato collection.
It was either Tira Misu or Crème Brulee. I put it on about 90 minutes before arriving to the apartment of the host who was the other top. So by the time we started foreplay with the bottom sucking on my dick, that lube was so deep in my skin, my dick most likely tasted as if it was meat marinated in one of the aforementioned flavors.

I wasn't aware that the lube was even noticeable until after the other top and myself had tag-teamed, D.P.'d, then tag-teamed the bottom to orgasm. For as we all laid there sweaty and exhausted, the bottom talked about how he loved sucking on my tasty dick.

Being the observant writer who is as in tune to words as I am, I noticed the bottom using the word "tasty" specifically when talking about my cock. This is by no means a contest. After all, the bottom did seem to enjoy sucking both of our cocks, and he's been pleased sucking on mine with its natural flavor before numerous times when we met up at the MilkChocolateNYC party on nights when it is held in Queens. However that, plus my own inability to lie unnecessarily made me confess to what gave me that "tasty" edge over the other top.

As always, I tasted the lube before putting it on myself. So I know for a fact that it does taste quite good. So for those who are not fans of tasting the natural flavor of cock like I am, and would prefer feeling like you're sucking on a sweet dessert, then I highly suggest JO's Gelato collection.

Seeing how it has gotten such great reactions from guys (yes, "guys" plural, because I have used it more than once), my goal now is to find more at a decent price. So I can accommodate those playmates who prefer a flavored lube over the natural taste of my cock. To my credit though, most seem to prefer the natural me.

Sunday, December 25, 2016

Introducing X-Rayed Sex

In case you don't know, a few months ago, I did an interview for the Glam Award-winning Tumblr blog, Thotyssey. Now, as the blog's author Jim Silvestri tries branching out with the blog, he's allowing for a sex column, and I have thrown my name in the hat to be the column's author. In using that column to be an extension to the mission towards sexuality with this blog, I have titled the column,
"X-Rayed Sex".

My first topic for the column examines why in interracial relationships with a black male is the black male so often the top. Is there a perception to blame? If so, who or what gets the blame? Why won't we question this matter? Where does this ordained role for gay black males leave black bottoms? And who (regardless of color/ethnicity) wins in the end?

All of these questions will be answered in that post. So please, check it out:

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