Despite being more of a speedo guy than a jammer or bike shorts kind of guy the idea of being with guys wearing any kind of lycra gets my cock stirring.
This gives me an idea – maybe I’ll buy a couple of lycra wrestling suits for Will and I to play in. Anyone know a good place to buy a lycra wrestling suit?
This is the 2nd part of an experience I had back in 2006, I had broken my leg the week before, I was bored, horny and I lined up an online date to come over and help relieve my speedo stress.
I had brought my matress out into the living room infront of the fire and TV and I was lying on it wearing a pair of black speedos and my cast. And I was rock hard from the anticipation of BJ’s arrival (BJ aka Brendan).
BJ knocked at the door which was unlocked and I told him to come on in.
He looked exactly like he did in his profile pictures and the ones we had swapped earlier in the day – I’m always a little scared about that.
After the usual introductions BJ said that he felt overdressed and started a nice slow strip down to his blue speedos.
I was still lying on my matress and ever since BJ walked in it was obvious that I was ‘up’ for some fun and once he had nothing but his speedos on he dropped down onto the matress, pulled my cock out of my speedos and started working on my cock. If I didn’t last 15 seconds I would be surprised. As my cock spewed its sticky white cum into BJ’s mouth it felt as though there must have been litres of the stuff!!!! BJ took it all though and swallowed every last drop (not that I care too much if he spat it out).
That felt AMAZING and when I finally got my breath back and BJ had tucked my cock back into my speedos I told BJ that I wanted to return the favour.
BJ told me that I was wounded so instead he straddled my chest and started jerking off. I tried to help BJ out but he wouldn’t let me so instead I put my hands on his butt and rubbed his gorgeous arse cheeks. It felt amazing particularly considering the blue lycra of his speedos.
The moaning coming from BJ got louder and when the thrusting of his hips stopped in spasm, the first ‘rope’ of his warm cum hit my chin. Unforunately, I didn’t get much of it in my mouth but BJ had a pretty big load and it was all down my chin, neck and chest.
Then BJ pretty much pulled up his speedos, put on his jeans, said “Thanks Dave” and was gone. I still had his cum all over and I was horny again so I lied there and jerked myself off.
Funny this was, now I had BJ’s cum over my chest, neck, matress and chin and I had my cum over my waist. And to have a shower was a HUGE mission with the cast on my leg and in the end there was no way to get around me having to wash those sheets.
I love San Francisco!!!
For so many reasons as well – the city is beautiful, it has a huge gay influence/community, it is open minded and I have a very good friend who lives there with his wife.
Sometimes I do get judgemental about people – people who marry to young and I’m not sure that is always right, people who say they are flaming homosexuals when they are 17yo and I’m not sure that isn’t right either. Visiting San Francisco and living in the Lower Haite neighbourhood for 2 weeks I have this feeling of being ‘fresh’, open minded a little more than I was (and you guys know I’ve pretty open minded).
I’m not sure if I am articulating this as best I could (perhaps I can blame the jetlag) but I feel open to new ideas, I feel my own predjudices have been watered down and I really feel alive after living in the big city for 2 weeks.
It really is a wonderful place and I’d like to share with you guys some photos that I took while I was there – there are some more which my mate will hopefully send through in the next couple of days and I’ll just add them to this post.
My first bike ride was a 16 mile round trip, down to Golden Gate park. I think this is the head engineer.
After a tourista photo pose we rode over the bridge on the ocean (eastern) side which opens to cyclists ONLY at 3:30pm. This was an eye opener for me and it was pretty awesome to have the entire bridge to just cyclists!!!
Another day I was taken on a walk to my favourite restaurant – it was nearly an hour walk along the coast line where my host and I played some chess and had a dozen oysters….. Can anyone name the restaurant we were walking towards?
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