You guys know that I’ve been suffering from blue ball syndrome lately, since I got back from Colorado I haven’t had anyone even glance at my cock let along touch it, stroke it, suck it or fuck it.
Yesterday I was up early, I did a stack of work, I went for a bike ride through Golden Gate Park and picked up some crab for lunch. Then yesterday afternoon I was pretty bored with only college football on TV (most of my mates prefer college football but I like the NFL myself). I was super keen to hit the town and look for something to ‘hit’ or something to ‘hit’ me but none of my buddies (I don’t have many here) were keen or more that they were all busy.
So, I had a few drinks, watched the first couple of episodes of the new season of Californication and commited myself to getting off my arse and going out.
I walked down Market St. to some bars that I know and I had a couple of drinks but flying solo was tough. I spoke to a few girls but nothing much at all.
Then I decided, fuck it, I’ll head back up towards by house. I didn’t find anything else on the walk back up Market and then I ended up outside the Lookout. An iconic gay bar in the Castro which has a fantastic outside deck. I’ve been in there a few times but hanging out in gay bars isn’t really my scene but I thought ‘fuck it’.
So I walked in, ordered a double scotch and muscled my way onto the deck to people watch over Market Street.
I started talking to a few guys and then I was talking to this one guy and when I said my name is Dave, he picked up on my Aussie accent and asked if I was Dave Evans. This has happened to be a few times but it doesn’t happen very often – despite 12,000 unique readers yesterday and every day. Turns out this guy (I won’t name him here unless he emails me and gives me approval) reads this blog daily and knew of my ‘blue ball predicament’. Then he offered to fix it for me in the bathroom.
I’ve never had sex in a public bathroom, actually that is a lie, I have shagged a date at a wedding in the bathroom but it wasn’t like at a restaurant. And, I haven’t joined the Mile High Club either (which I’d love to do).
Since I’ve been so horny I told this guy, why not.
When we got into the bathroom it looks like a few other guys had the same idea (not something I’m all that familiar with) and my reader/fan and I had to wait for a cubical to free up. Once we were inside, he pushed me back against the door and got on his knees.
I’ve got a feeling that reader/fan has done this before, not just the bathroom thing but sucking cock before because he was rather talented.
After we finished I bought him a drink and then we parted ways – that is my kinda casual blowjob.
Now what is it, about 11:30am on Sunday as I’m writing this, I wanna suck some cock. You guys know I’m horny as hell when I’m hungover!!!
I think I’ll jump on Grindr and see if I can offer up my oral talents – drop me an email if you are in the area.
This morning I woke up at 9,000 feet above sea level under a perfect, cloudless blue sky and to a pair of lips wrapped around my shaft.
My travels yesterday all went smoothly and Kip and I have been re-aquainting ourselves with each other.
I’d mentioned to Kip how long it has been since I last had a really good blowjob and I had barely put my bags down when Kip undid my belt, removed my jeans and made me sit on his couch wearing only my black ADIDAS three stripe speedos. And then Kip went to work on my cock.
It was soooooooooo good.
But I couldn’t last and I grabbed his head, pulled it up to me, began kissing him and then both of us were down to our speedos on his couch and I came while dry humping him. Of course…. that was just the beginning of the evening.
It got me thinking – do you prefer an old lover or a new one? I’ve had ex-sex a few times with guys and girls and I really enjoy it. Everyone knows what to do and the anticipation is highened because I know exactly what I’m going to get. I suppose none of these ex-sex experiences were with people whom the relationship was over, was not going to start again and we had parted ways on good terms.
Would be keen to hear of any ex-sex experiences that you guys have had.
After a quiet day yesterday I was lying on the couch watching a movie (Hall Pass) when I got a txt message from the Bikram of Blowjobs (an old girlfriend of mine who has recently moved back into the area). I caught up with her nearly a month ago now when she first moved to town but I haven’t seen her since.
Turns out she was having dinner nearby and wanted to call in a ‘Booty Call’. Good thing I hadn’t jacked off all day and I was definitely keen.
She knows about this blog and what I do and I told her that I had called her the Bikram of Blowjobs which she thought was funny. But she did live up to her name. Darn this girl can suck cock. She uses both hands and just keeps sucking away.
She found my handcuffs and handcuffed me to the bed before working her magic on my cock. Then we did the same thing the next morning – not a bad way to start a Wednesday morning.
What makes a great blowjob for you?
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