Five Loads Yesterday: 4 in the Mouth, 1 in the Butt

Started the day off at one of the ABSs. I like this one because they don't charge a cover fee to access the cruising area. It's pretty slow, but at least 50% of the guys who come in are looking to put their dick to a slut -- even though there's 30 minutes of empty waiting time between them, I still get plenty, if I'm patient. The usual ratio at most bookstores is 90% cockwhores, 10% cocks. At this place, you don't have to play the usual competitive reindeer games with the other sluts. You just sit there, a dude comes in, he lets you suck it (or not) and then you sit there.

When I got there, a guy I'd sucked before -- 20-something thuggy black kid -- was already in there. So he was load number one: I sucked him off in a stall with the door open while an older man watched. The first time I sucked this kid, he tried to pull out of my mouth when he came, but I had held on. It blew his mind as he blew his load, that I was willing to take it. This time, I started training him to put his hands on the back of my head and push me down so his cock wedged into my throat (I could have gotten his cock into my throat on my own, but these straight kids like to feel like they have some control over the hole they're using). When he came, there was no hint of pulling out. In fact, he jammed my face all the way down on his cock, much farther than I was actually ready to go, to the point where I was gagging and my nose was smashed against his flat muscles right above his cock. "Oh God," he said.

Awesome!

The second guy was a much younger guy than I usually do. He had a bit of a scruffy beard, but besides that he looked like he couldn't have been more than 18 or 19. Dirty clothes, reeked of cigarettes, a "bad boy" except for the sweet open face and the fact that his cock tasted of soap and water. Not a big cock, but he enjoyed using my throat, and it was just big enough for the tip to go down in there without making me gag. He did fuck me for a little while, but neither of us was into it: for my part, his dick was too small, and for his, I think he prefered a blowjob, like most teenagers do. The way he wanted to get off was for me to put my hand on it, stroke it on the way up, then jam my throat down on the cock, then put my hand on it and stroke it on the way up again. He was very specific and patient with his instructions, and didn't stop stopping me and lecturing me about how to do it until I got it exactly right.

After he came, he asked if I had a dollar (I had already given him two dollars for the booth video) and I honestly didn't. "Damn," he said. "You got a cigarette?" I told him I didn't smoke. Very aggressively: "Shit!!!"

And away he went.

The next guy was another one I have done before. One of the things I like about this place is that the trade doesn't mind doing the same fag over and over, unlike the busier places, where once you've done a guy it's sometimes hard to get him to do you again. Everybody wants strange! But not these guys. They're just there for relief.

This guy looks like he might be Arabic -- shaved head, hooked nose, little mustache, golden colored skin -- except that he's uncircumcised, and speaks with a heavy southern/country accent (both times, after fucking me, he said, "Got a nekkin?" which, if I hadn't been raised in the rural South, I wouldn't have realized meant, "Got a napkin?" which, in turn, means, "Got anything to wipe my dick off with?" Anyway, I sucked him a while, he got hard, I turned around and he fucked my ass until he came into it. There's no drama with this one.

Then I went to a different ABS for a while.

The fourth guy whose load I took didn't let me do anything but give him a handjob. He was a black-haired slightly chubby redneck in his mid-twenties, I'd guess. He didn't even let me spit on my hand. He just wanted a dry hand-job. He stood in the booth beside the video screen and I played with his cock, as he requested. When he came, I made sure to catch all of it in my hand. "What are you doing to do with that?" he said. "I'm going to eat it," I told him. He made a disgusted face, but he stayed and watched me eat it, very intensely paying attention, I might add. These boys and their sentimental attachment to where their cum goes!

The fifth and last guy I sucked was a very masculine older man -- probably late fifties -- shaved head, muscular body, big gold watch and big diamond-encrusted wedding band, kind of a Kojak type. He had to pull out and whack himself off in order to cum (he was one of those guys who only gets about 3/4 hard) but he made sure to get it back in my mouth so I could eat his jizz when it was time.

Meanwhile, I find out my boyfriend had sucked off a scruffy street kid (mid-twenties) who hangs out in our neighborhood. I haven't got the skills anymore to just pull a trick off the street with no cruising context (bookstore or whatever) to validate what I'm doing. So jealous! On the other hand, I did get five, and he only got one. So there's that.

Couple of Post-Holiday Cocks

Took a break from taking cock over Thanksgiving, due to a family member's extended visit and general busy-ness, so I was pretty much desperate for cock by yesterday.

I'm still not doing the bookstores for a while.

So here's what I did. I emailed several of my former Craigslist tricks to see if they wanted to get together. That's one of the few advantages of the Craigslist scene -- you can get back in touch with people you enjoyed messing around with, as opposed to gloryhole sex, where it's catch as catch can. Only one responded --  a black guy with a very, very large cock -- I think I've written about him already. The time we got together, he had to have a friend of his drop him off, and he took the bus home afterwards. That's dedication. This time, he just wanted to see if I'd get my boyfriend involved with a three-way with him. I told him I'd give it a whirl. My boyfriend would not be getting off from work for a few hours at the time we were having this conversation.

I figured it would be boring having two bottoms (me and my boyfriend) and one top, so I asked the guy if it would be okay if I put out an ad looking for more tops. He was totally into it.

So I did.

I got about six responses.

By the end of the night, though, only one guy -- not the one I had emailed initially, but somebody who saw the ad -- actually showed up. Even my boyfriend didn't play. This guy was kind of rednecky, skinny for a redneck, though, and smelled strongly of cigarettes. I took him upstairs to my bed. I sucked him a while, took him a good amount of time to get hard, then he pushed me back on the bed and started sucking me -- which I'm not into at all. After a while he turned me over and tried to stick his dick in, but he wanted to just slam it in all at once, like it was a pussy, and he was neither big enough nor hard enough to accomplish this feat. He'd pull out, hold my hole open with his fingers, and then wham! And every time his dick would bend or go over to the side. I am not a tight-assed virgin. There was no reason, except for his own clumsiness and his insistence on doing it his own way, that his dick wasn't going in. Eventually he came just by frottaging his dickhead along my asshole, which was fine by me. He kept apologizing afterwards for cumming so soon, and I assured him that my only goal is to get the guy off, I don't care how or how long it takes, but he wouldn't hear it.

That was last night.

I had also posted an ad earlier in the day yesterday to find "straight" guys needing blowjobs, but nobody answered in time before my boyfriend got home from work. One guy, though, did set up an appointment for today at 11:30. I had forgotten about him until he emailed me just before showing up. Pudgy, balding middle-aged guy. After I sucked him off, he mentioned that he had "checked up on me" on the Internet -- I guess by Googling my email address. I don't know if this is a good thing or not, but I'm starting to think that every guy I suck knows who I am. Almost makes me afraid to write about them sometimes. I don't want to hurt anybody's feelings!

I Rubbed The Dead Jizz from the Condom onto My Asslips

I have three notes on my phone about this one particular day, and I don't remember anything about these guys or the sex I had with them except for the notes that I took. That's the breaks when you're as much of a slut as I am. I'm currently writing these blog posts about two months behind my actual experiences, depending on the notes. Usually the notes I take spark an actual full-blown memory. Sometimes, like now, they don't.

I'd like to get more caught up so that I can write about the sex almost as soon as I have it, and remember everything better, but it's difficult to do when you have as much sex as I have. I'm trying to catch up today! Anyway, the date I'm talking about is apparently mid-to-late September. I'm not even going to try to fill out my notes imaginatively, because that would be a lie. I'm just going to write down what the notes say, and let you fill it in from there in your own imagination.

-- Fat bull moose with tight foreskin fucked my face hard; redheaded and mean-looking

-- Other fat trucker fucked me through gloryhole, didn't get good look at him

-- Hot young black guy huge dick fucked me with condom. I dug it out of the trash after he left booth and rubbed his dead jizz on my asslips

Golf Dad, BBC, talkative throat-fucker, and Golf Dad again (and again)

Yesterday I cruised all day and only got one cock, one of my regulars. He is an older, handsome guy who has gone a little pear-shaped. He looks like a doctor or lawyer, somebody's dad. This day he was wearing a cap that said "Golf Dad" on it, so that's what I'll call him from now on. He's the one who sticks his cock through the gloryhole and waits for somebody, anybody, to suck it. He doesn't like any real mouth action -- just wants you to hold your mouth slack like a pussy while he gently fucks into it. Remember that guy? I've sucked him off maybe fifty or sixty times over the years, probably given him more orgasms than his wife (he has a wedding ring).

Anyway, I had just about given up on sucking any cock yesterday -- had been to all the bookstores. I was out at Showboat, which is in Louisville, a place I hardly ever go, and he showed up. He had been in a gloryhole booth, obviously fruitlessly. As soon as he saw me, he obviously recognized me as one of his cocksuckers. He went into a booth and left the door open (there are only a couple of gloryholes at Showboat, and they were both occupied, at least on one side or another). I followed him in there. Given the way he likes to be sucked -- just fucking gently into a passive mouth -- a gloryhole is really a much better way to service him. It was awkward without the wall between us. He eventually sat down and I just held my mouth on his cock while he tensed and untensed his butt muscles, which was apparently enough friction to make him cum.

That was yesterday.

The first load I took today was from a very big black cock that fucked me through the gloryhole at the bookstore in Indiana. Seemed like he took an hour or two! Probably just twenty or thirty minutes. It was huge. He had one of those cocks that is as thick as a wrist -- and similarly shaped, sort of oval. At least ten inches long. He fucked and fucked and fucked and fucked, all the way in and all the way out. Once he realized that he could take it all the way out and still get it back in easily, he really pounded me hard. I held on for dear life! Actually, after the first ten minutes or so, I was sloppy enough to be able to push back with every thrust. We had a nice back and forth rhythm working between us. He was wearing a condom, but after he came, he let me take the condom and keep it. He sort of demanded that I take it and keep it, actually, wordlessly: he presented his cock through the hole, still wearing the condom, and waited there until I took it off of him. I ate the load out of the condom, and then spit a little bit of it out onto my hand and rubbed it into my asspussy.

Right now, as I am writing this, I still feel that fuck, like when you come out of the ocean and you still feel the waves around you. My Ass Is Jelly right now! When I sit I feel squishy!

Next was a talkative white guy in a striped shirt. "You like that, don't you?" I went into the booth with him. Forced his cock all the way down my throat (it wasn't that large, and I took it easily, but it wasn't my idea to do so when it happened) and shot his load, just like that. He said, "That didn't take long."

Golf dad showed up again today! I sucked him again, this time through a gloryhole! I love to suck Golf Dad! This time, after he came, he stayed in the booth, and I went and made a few circuits. When I went to check back up on him, he stuck his cock through the hole again, and I took another load off of him!