you're my hero

It was Saturday afternoon and I wanted to get my dick sucked, so I went to the My Place Bar. A dark and seedy throwback to the late 60’s with cage mesh on the walls, a large trough in the open-air men’s room and a reputation as a great place for a beer and a blowjob. Full-on porn on the televisions, pool table in back and usually jam-packed with bikers, construction workers and the like.

I grabbed a cold Corona and headed towards the back wall past the pinball machines, prime cocksucker territory next to the men’s room, which has no door so you can see guys taking a leak in the trough. I leaned back against the wall, pulled my baseball hat down, took a swig of my cold beer and adjusted my full denim package for all to see. Minutes later a taught young Latino guy with the look of uncertainty in his big brown eyes walked up and I had a bite.

He had to be in his early 20’s, baby face and real pretty. He leaned up against the wall next to me and I got up, positioned myself in front of him and said, ‘hi, how you doing’. ‘Good’, he replied, ‘I’m here with friends’ and I smiled. He looked around and then put his hands on my package. I pushed into him and put one hand up on the wall by his head and said, ‘you have a beautiful face’. I leaned in and nuzzled his neck, ran my goatee across his chin and let my nose touch his. I felt his arms curl around my waist and pull me in tighter. I finished my beer and set t he bottle down so I could use both hands. He was about my height, a little shorter, wearing a baggy track suit. I looked deep into those puppy dog eyes and dove in, kissing his neck, pressing my body against his, pinning him up on the wall, putting my hands around his back, dipping behind that waistband to feel that full round ass – I like a good round ass! My hands running up his sides, moving around to the small of his back pulling his body in closer as I smell his fresh young scent. He kisses soft, gentle and wet, my dick rock hard as his hands find their way into my pants. He unzips me, pulls out my cock and drops to his knees. Sweet Jesus he likes dick, savoring it slowly like a new toy, gently taking the full length of it into his mouth so he can feel every moment of it. One hand braced against the wall, the other wrapped gently around the back of his neck, like a prisoner protecting his food from awaiting vultures. He starts to pick up motion, now with both hands on my waist, down on his knees praying to the phallic god serving up his offering – he sucked! No way was I going to blow while he was enjoying the exploration of my cock with his mouth. This went on for about an hour when he finally came up, wiped off his mouth with his sleeve and said,’ I need to go find my friend’.

I got another beer and had to take a piss. So I’m shaking off the excess and this skater-tweaker walks in and takes a hold of my dick. I turn around, my back to the trough now, smile at him and he goes to town. He drops to his knees in the middle of the bathroom and devours the entirety of me; full tight lips, slowly edging the full length of my pole until he could bury his face deep into my crotch as my cock bounced off the back of his throat (you how it feels when you get it that way – heaven, from an expert cocksucker). To my right, this stocky Latino guy in baggy jeans, walks in and eyes me getting head from this guy, I smile and nod in his direction. He walks right over, puts his arm around me kisses me firmly with his big DSL lips, and this boy could kiss. So now I’ve been at this for about another hour and the young guy in the track suit walks candidly by in front of me. I put my arm on his shoulder and pull him over to the left side of me. You just got to go with it; same guy on his knees working my shaft into the depths of his throat and one on each side of me as I take turns making out with one, while the other suckles on my nipples. Another half hour or more, not sure at this point, goes by and now both Latino guys are now each on a nipple and a burly big ol’ bear worked his way next to me to take an old long haul piss, he shakes, finishes and wedges himself behind me so I can lay back against his scruffy chest as I am getting my dick and both nipples sucked on. The whole time there has been this pair of eyes, in a sea of spectators, focused on me and this young cub with a goatee and glasses leans in next to my face and whispers, ‘you’re my hero’. I smiled and shrugged, what was I going to do, say no? Oh fuck, the cocksucker was about to hit oil, pump, suck, tug, ‘I’m gonna cum’ and my legs buckled as he buried his forehead hard against my stomach as I blew down his hungry throat, he slurped up every drop. As the guys steadied me, shock waves flowed through every part of my body. I pulled up my jeans and stumbled away buckling my belt, trying to regain consciousness with a cockeyed smile on my face.

in the back of the theater

Went down to the porno theater and met a short, dark, muscular married guy with a deep voice named Tony, He asked me to fuck him. When I asked him how many times he would like me to fuck him he said, ‘at least twice’. That made me smile as he squeezed the shaft of my cock.

I went there with the intent of finding a good cocksucker and I see this dark stocky guy with a shaved head noticing me. Hhhmmmm, so I adjust myself and whip it out to stroke, I even made myself cum. I guess it was because the video was of two guys getting blow jobs from one girl. He kept watching me stroke even after I came. I went to take a piss and he must have thought I was going to leave because he went out to follow. I came back in, and so did he, so I go sit next to him. He motions for me to get on my knees; I’m hungry so I do it. He unzips and flops out his dick, not bad, but he wouldn’t undo his top button. I take him in my mouth and I feel his warm dick get hard in the back of my throat. I force myself to take more, slow long strokes, and I feel him sigh. I try to undo his button but he wants to go to the back of the theater.

Cool, I get my face in his and run my goatee down his neck and I move my face over his lips and drop to my knees. Still that top button won’t come undone. Full, deep, soft strokes and he tries to gyrate into my head. I stop what I am doing and hold him still; he gets the point and lets me work. I reach up and grab two handfuls of his broad thick chest. He almost loses his balance as if this multitasking action catches him off guard. I stop (you can’t give a guy everything he wants right away, otherwise why would he tell you what he really wants?).

So far I’ve been nice, respectful and quite servicing I nuzzle his neck and bite his earlobe, and then he asks it – THE QUESTION, ‘what do you like?’ (This is the question we all wait for and fear, but sometimes are the ones doing the asking.) Without skipping a beat, I smirk and say, ‘I like to suck and jerk’ still nuzzling his neck, now pressing my body against his he asks, ‘do you like to fuck?’

Smile, sigh, ‘it’s been a long time’, nuzzle, caress, lips that almost touch, his hands rub the outline of my dick against my jeans. He fumbles for my button, unzips and takes me out. He squeezes to see how hard he can get me. I lean in and whisper, ‘what do you like?’ ‘To be fucked’, he quickly replies in a low gruff voice, I smile. His hands are on the base of my shaft and mine are behind him on the wall above his head. His lips found their way to mine, I push him to the wall with my body, and I put my hands on his back and slowly run them down to his ass. I get a good grip and pull him into me as I position myself over him and push my chest against his.

Men walk by, he stops, feels awkward, but waits for me again, kissing, covering his head in my arms, nuzzling, feeling, smelling and playing. He lifts up my shirt and sucks my nipples. I get close to his neck and whisper, ‘you married? Yes, you? No, where do you live? Chula Vista’, with a look I respond, ‘Vista’, he points in the opposite direction and smiles. I lunge in to manhandle him and manage to get my middle finger wedged up in his big tight ass, just as my lips cover his. He’s into it and then catches himself enjoying it too much, he stops me, I kiss his neck and he spins around to face the wall. I nuzzle his ear while running my hand across his stomach and cradling him against my body. He stops, turns back around, I look into his eyes and take deep breaths as he grabs hold of my dick. I drop, I suck and he is excited and stands me up as he shoots across the floor.

Soft full kiss, ‘be here same time next week?’ he asks. ‘No’, I replied he turns away, ‘but in two weeks I will be’, I said while smiling. Nuzzle, handshake, ‘Tony’ he says, ‘and I’m Michael’. ‘Two weeks, same time, I’ll get a place’ and he walks off.

The Very Thought of You

The Internet age has made cybersex a reality, more so an everyday commonality. You can log on and find anything you want on any multitude of adult web sites. Dating and social online communities are now overshadowed by the ever popular ‘hook-up’ sites. Straight sex that’s what people want, cam to cam, with a complete stranger after only a quick glimpse at a user’s profile. These adult content sites are free and you can upload any images (photo or video) of yourself in almost any kind of intimate and compromising position. Men and women alike log on for a quick fix, a hot-n-heavy dose of the latest amateur homemade porn, and yet who’s to say that the vid’s or pic’s are actually of said user. Does it really matter these days as long as it’s hot and you can jerk-off to it?

So let’s say you फंड someone online, we all know physical attraction is the number one reason we click on a users profile in the first place. So what’s in an online adult profile these days? Let’s see, I think it goes something like this: 42, 6”2’, 195, 32 waist, 40 biceps, 8 x 6 negative, DDF, top versatile for the right guy, laidback, looking for friends, fuck-buds or LTR. So is this what dating has come to? It’s turned into an instant gratification wank-job to the profile of some guy who has pictures of himself spreading his cheeks so his asshole can wink at the camera lens.

Now, don’t get me wrong I wouldn’t want you to think I was a total cynic or some sort of prude। I enjoy a good hand-job just like every other guy. I’ve bantered with a couple guys online that I would do, some quite physically ‘hot’ and others that really know how to ‘type’ to a man. I’m turning forty soon and I’ve been around the proverbial block in my day and now, now I want something more. Something wilder (intense) with a bit more kick to it, a bit more stimulus, something flavorful, with wit, personality and intelligence. Confidence is attractive, cockiness is not. I’m not asking anyone to be something for me, I’m just saying be a little creative and show me that the big head can work in conjunction with the small head. So let’s get down to it.

1. 
   Friends, if that is what you are looking for then people ‘should’ respect that and actually talk to you on that level, not IM, ‘Woof or Grrr’ my response has always been, ‘thank you, so how are you doing’ the conversation usually dies shortly after that and a few more one liners। So now this also means that if you are truly looking for ‘friends only’ then you probably shouldn’t have pictures of yourself posted with you dick hanging out or of a buddy’s forearm elbow deep up inside of you for all cyberspace to see. That sends a mixed message or could imply that your definition of friends is taken from an unpublished version of a dictionary that no one else has access to but you.
2. Know what you want and don’t be afraid to be honest about it, you just may get it, however sometimes the answer could still be ‘no’। Casting too wide of a net could mean that you really don’t know what you want and nobody is interested in that.
3. Chemistry and attraction are part of everyday life so please be respectful and understand that just because you make advances toward someone, they are not obliged to return the sentiment. Don’t have any expectations with what you experience online. Cyberspace is a safe haven for people to explore their sexuality, facilitate their wilder side and fantasize about sex in a way they might not be able to do in their daily lives.
   
   I have saved the best for last, so what if you connect?