Thursday, January 29, 2015

TALES OF MY MISCHIEVOUS THIRTIES : THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE TOP

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN A TOP SAYS TO ANOTHER,"THERE WILL ONLY BE ONE TOP TONIGHT."

It's a Saturday night at the local bar.  As usual I'm cruising the spot and checking out the eye candy.  The music is nice and there's an okay crowd, but I won't be satisfied until I make a connection.  Its about 11:30pm.  There's a nice sized crowd at this time, however I have yet to find that person that I am interested in.

About 12:15am I go check out the the play area.
There's no one in there that I'm interested in so I go in the bar to have a seat.  As I'm sitting there relaxing, I notice a guy checking me out from across the room.  He's about thirty- something; a White dude with dark brown hair and a dark brown goatee that has a hint of salt and pepper.  He looks very masculine.  Every now and then I would gaze his way.  Every time I did, he made it known he was checking me out.  He had the most intent look on his face like a hunter hunting his prey.  After a few minutes of eye contact he came my way.


(Guy) Wasup!

(Me) Wasup!

(Guy) Not much just out looking for something or someone to get into!

(Me : smiling) Really?

(Guy) Really!

(Me) Hmmm,

(Guy : Yelling to the bartender) Yo Jay!

(Jay) Hey babe !

(Guy) Get this fine gentleman a..

(Me) Bud

(Guy) Bud !?? (laughing)  Your gonna need more than a bud !

(Me) Why's that?

(Guy) Let's just say you'll wish you had something stronger once I get up in you.

He and the bartender let out an impish laugh as they size me up and down.  Obviously he's a
regular in the bar.  And like most guys who  are "Tops," he likes to brag about his manhood in front of his buddies.

(Jay) So what should we get this young buck?

(Guy: Standing up and grabbing his crotch. And I must say quite an impressive package.) What do
you think?

(Jay) Maybe a mild sedative!

(laughter between the two)

( Me) So you think you got it like that?

(Guy) You know what I do to my bois?

(Me) What?

(Guy) I take them over my knee and spank them till their asses are burning red, strap them to my bed and I fuck em!  I fuck em deep and hard. And I don't stop till I know I made them my bitch!

I have to say that even though I am predominately top and I strongly believed he was full of bullshit, I found myself getting aroused thinking about it.  

At this time I was about 90% top which meant there was still 10% that was interested in what he had to say.  And any top that says they aren't the slightest intrigued with how other tops fuck or what its like to be on the receiving end even for a moment, is a liar!

(Me) Well I'm also a top.  And I'm not gonna be made into nobody's bitch!

(Guy) You could be my boy.

(Me) How bout I blow you, you blow me, we're cool?

(Guy) There will only be one Top tonight!

(Me: I begin to walk off) Thank you for the drink.

(Guy) Wait! Come here! lets talk.

He guides me to the back room and begins to unbutton my shirt.

(Me)  Not here.

(Guy) Come back to my place.. I got a hotel room a few blocks down.

I follow him back to his room. He locks the door.

(Guy) Get on your knees!

I know if I got on my knees and started to blow him first, my chance of receiving the favor would be out the door.

(Me) Why don't you suck ME for a bit first?

He gets behind me and walks me to the mirror.  I look at the reflection of the two of us, noticing how his tall frame shadows my whole body.  He begins to pull my pants down.

(Guy) You know you want it.  I know you want it.  So stop pretending! You're gonna get on that bed and take this cock up your ass!  And you're gonna be my bitch tonight.

This guy had it all, he was tall, strong, handsome and had a really nice sized dick.  This guy could have easily had me screaming face down biting his pillow and I probably would have loved it.  But he was SO DAMN ARROGANT!
He literally wreaked of it .

(Me) You can either suck my dick and I suck yours or I fuck you!  What's it gonna be?  

As a matter of fact I'm looking to get blown a bit before I plow into some tight ass.  So is it gonna be your ass or am I going to find someone else to fuck tonight?

(Guy) I'll blow you a bit .  But I don't think I'm .....

Sunday, January 25, 2015

Is it really downhill after 40 ?


Is it really downhill after 40 ? Let's investigate the situation.

Looking back at my pics when I was thirty three or thirty four, I could not help to notice just how hot of a gay man I was back then.  Fuck! I would have fucked me!  It's amazing because when I was younger I often got complemented on how handsome I looked.  I didn't think I looked bad but I just never really saw it until a decade later!  Even now at 45 I get complements but I don't see it.  Is this how it is?  You don't really take advantage of  what you got because you don't realize you got it until you look ten years in the future and say oh I had it all along?  Imagine all the ass that has slipped through the cracks! (Take that pun anyway you like!)  DAMN  !  I'm not sure if that's a strike for or against life after 40.  You judge.

Pro : I LOOK GOOD for my age.

Con : FOR MY AGE !

Now don't get me wrong.  I'm not not one these aging queens that can't get a grip on change.  I love change!  It's just something that is very different that I have to get used to.  Call me vain, but white hair on black skin?!  That shit may work for Morgan Freeman but I AINT HAVIN' IT !
But on the other hand I don't want to be strung out on Miss Clairol, trying to get my fix like it was a crack addiction just for the sake of vanity.

Why does grey hair scare me so? I don't know! I think it's that it's so damn permanent! It just don't go away.   My loving yet annoying  friends call this my midlife crisis.  I say "BULLSHIT!" I'm just aware that the Black underfed Santa Clause look just isn't me.

Pro : You can call me Daddy and NOW really mean it! That's right ! I'll be your papa if you be my boy! Damn straight!

Pro: I'm not in a hurry anymore. I realize I got all night.   I've discovered something amazing; long deep strokes.  Now, you know I'm gonna pound it! But I'm also going to stroke it.  Ooh, ooh, ooh! is nice but sometimes you want to hear oooooooh, aaaaaaaaah!........ I'm just sayin'!

I think what it comes down to is being comfortable with who you are at any age.  I talk about my glory days in my thirties because that's when I first started having a gay lifestyle.  But I have some hot memories of today as well.  Not to mention, It's REALLY good with my man of ten plus years.  Life is what you make it.  Don't ever limit it to a number.  

Now go out to the store and get me some Miss Clairol, Damn it!






Thursday, January 22, 2015

Tone and Me

Let me tell you about my latest adventure: 



Jan 10, 2015

Saturday 10:00pm

Its 10pm  Saturday.  I'm meeting four of my friends to go out on the Castro.

 I'm not a big party goer but I decided its a new year, I have a free weekend, so why not?  So we meet in front of our usual spot to make our way for our pub crawl.  My plans are to be in by 12:00am at the latest.  Taking that the whole club scene really isn't my thing, I set a strict time limit.  From one club to the next we go hopping.  We stop into one club checking out the half naked go-go boys flirting with anyone who would pay for their jaded jello shots.  The music is as annoying as ever, turning every tune ever created into a techno song.

At the amusement of my party buddies, we cruise our way into yet another crowded twink bar.  I find a seat and order a beer while my friends hit the dance floor.  As I'm enjoying my beer, my eye falls on a young Black guy looking my way.  We make eye contact and smile at each other.  After a few minutes of cat and mouse, I finally make my way up to his seat.

(Me) Hi.

(Guy) Hello there!  How are you this evening?

(Me) Well.  And yourself?

(Guy) Doing good.  So what are you up to?

(Me) Just out with some friends.  I wasn't planning on staying out really late.

(Guy) Oh, why's that?

(Me) I'm not really a party man.  I'm really here to to hang out with my friends for a bit.

(Guy) Oh I see.

(Me) My name is Mark by the way.

(Guy) Tony. Everyone calls me Tone.

(Me) Well nice to me you Tone.

By this time my friends make it back towards me.  The decision was made to go to another bar but we parted for the evening.  One of my friends stated, "We are going to take off.  But you stay here and have your fun," with a smirk on his face.

(Me) Don't worry I will !

Tone smiled sheepishly as I moved in closer.
"So!" He says smiling. "So!" returning the expression.

(Tone) So how old are you?

(Me) Guess.


He guessed 30 which was very flattering but I had to wonder if he was just trying to make me feel good.  We played the guessing game until I finally blurted out 45.

(Tone) Wow!  You look good! 

 I was waiting for the slap in the face, "For you age" which never came.  What a relief!

He told me to guess his age.  I know young when I see it.  I guessed  just one year younger than his real age which was 28.

I could not stop staring into those big brown eyes of his.  He was a beautiful young man.  He had dark brown skin.  His skin was just about the complexion of mine, which is a little darker than medium complexion.  The big difference was just how smooth his skin was. It was like looking at an air brushed painting.  All I could think of was our ebony skin interwined with each other.
His voice was very soft spoken and I could tell he was somewhat shy.  I love a gentle man.  I had to find a way to get him alone.  As I was pondering in my head how I was going to get to fuck this guy, he asked, "Would you like to come over for a bit?  We could get out of this noisy club."  "Sure !" I said.

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Sunday, January 11, 2015

BUTT PLAY AND TOMMY

It wasn't too hard to get Tommy to spread his legs and take a thick one in his butt hole.
I'm glad he was down for getting it recorded for the Casting Couch.



Hopefully you will be able to enjoy the video.


Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Saturday, January 3, 2015

I Love Seamen
A Tribute to Sexy Sailors





                                                    
                                                      





                                                         


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