Ginge

I checked out the toilet under the bank today. A tall skinny redhead came in, stood at the next urinal and started playing with himself. He wasn't much of a looker, wasn't that young and certainly wasn't getting hard. Still I guess I'm not in a position to point the finger. We got talking and more. I soon found out that he was wearing a jockstrap. I pushed him forward and ate his arse a bit. Then pushed my finger in. That got a reaction. I asked if he wanted dick. Yes. Take it raw? That depends. I said I was clean. We're on.

This was a bit ambitious on my part - I wasn't remotely hard. But there's something about the idea of dropping a load in a slut, just standing there in front of the urinals .... Plus by now I had one finger deep in his arse. That sensation of warm slimy flesh gets me going. And I got him to suck me a bit. I eventually hardened and just pushed into him. I gave him a two-minute rabbit fuck and left a load inside him. We both just zipped and left. Not one of the alltime great fucks but hey, you take what you can get.

Now I need to find someone to do the same for me.

exhib

Sunday was a stunner of a day - cool, but clear blue sky. I went out for a run, then headed up the hill to see if there was action. There was a wonderful scent in the air up there from the flowering broom.

There wasn't much else. I stumbled on a couple of older guys playing with the young guy with the trailbike who likes to have other guys jerk his dick while he looks at girlie porn magazines. There was another old guy who has a huge dick but, as I found out a few weeks ago, really just wants to turn over and take raw dick up his shaved arse. No, I wanted something else.

I spotted a younger guy there, 20s, curly hair, specs, bit of a beard. He showed no sign of interest when I walked past him. I headed back along the trail and then lay down in the sun under a pine tree. A little while later I heard someone else coming down toward the tree. It was curly. He stopped, looking down at me from a little way up the hill. I figured he was looking for a come-on. I dropped my shorts and started jacking myself. No reaction, but he kept looking. I took a hit of poppers, kept jacking, then took off my shirt. No reaction. I licked a finger, turned round, bent over, pushed it up my arse, played with myself. Curly stood there with his hands in his pockets, watching.

This went on for 10 minutes. I don't really get my kicks out of putting on a show for other guys but curly was sexy in a nerdy kind of way, and I wanted to get my rocks off. I went up to the tree and beckoned him down. He came down straightaway - maybe I should have done that at the start! I reached under his shirt for his nipples. I groped his dick; he had a semi. Told him to give me his dick. He unzipped and pulled it out. He hardened up real fast. He had a nice piece. And being a redhead he smelt extra good.

I got on my knees and took him into my mouth. I pushed the head of his deck down to the back of my mouth, then down into my throat. His dick got longer and harder as I worked on him. I asked if he wanted to slide it up my arse. Nope. It soon became clear why: as I went down on him again I felt the head of his dick swell. He pulled out of my mouth and started spurting. I got a bit of a taste but that was all. He wiped, zipped up and headed back up the track as I gathered up my gear and started dressing. All kinda kinky and fun but didn't give me the fuck I was looking for. Pity: a long hard raw youngman dick up my arse would have made for a perfect end to the day.

Salvage

I found an item from last year I hadn't got round to posting. I've finished it off and published it. See bog sex in my archive for September 08. It still sticks in my memory: not my ideal fuck, but memorable because it was sleazy (Victorian era underground toilet across the road from the market), because of the smell (he was a red-head and like most red-heads whose pits or groin I've tasted he was pungent) and the taste (he had a dirty arse but I rimmed him anyway) and because he was such a slut (neither of us was really into the other but he wanted dick and he wanted jiz, so I left a load up his arse). Let me know if you like it.

Like I say, red-heads seem to taste different, and it's a taste that really turns me on. I tell you another occasion that sticks in the mind. It was Berlin a few years earlier. I had put on my running gear and headed across the city to the Volkspark Friedricshain around dawn for old times' sake. The area round the fountain was a construction site with no signs of life. I headed up the hill on the off chance. One guy turned up on a bike. He was sweating, he'd been riding hard. Just wearing street gear, I guess he was on his way to or from work. Tall guy, nice looks, red hair, pale skin. He dropped the bike and we started making out. He didn't stink but he certainly didn't smell of soap. I could smell old sweat as well as the fresh sweat. He was kinda raunchy.

This I had to have. I started pulling at his sweater to get to his pits. It was a cold morning, our breath smoky, but he pulled off his sweater and shirt so I could get under his arms. Pig heaven. One then the other then back, tongues down each other's throats. He had big pink nipples which I worked on with one hand. I pushed the other hand down the back of his pants and felt for his hole. We got into a frenzy of kissing, licking and tit-play with his scent driving me a bit wild and him licking out my pits to get at the sweat from my running.

I pushed his pants right down, turned him round and squatted behind him so I could eat him. He was a big guy, not fat but plenty of meat on him. His arse was also raunchy. I pigged out for a few minutes.

It was clear to me we were both bottoms. It was one of those times I would have loved to have a hard 10" dick swinging between my legs so I could shove his face into the tree, push my tool up his arse and fuck a load into him. It wasn't to be. Just two piggy bottoms having to find a way to get each other off.

We ended up squatting facing each other, both of us with our pants round our ankles. Does squatting turn you on too? There's something about the way it leaves your balls hanging free, gives access to the taint, plus the tension on the muscles in your legs and groin. We worked on each other for some time. I seem to remember I had my tongue down his throat and several fingers up his arse as I finger-fucked him hard. He was still only half hard but jerked himself till he eventually squirted over his hairy gut. I got a handful of it to taste.

I can't now remember how I got off. But like the Melbourne guy it was the taste and the flavour of him that sticks in my memory. After we had finished we stood up, both of us wearing big smiles, and fixed our clothes before he got back on his bike and headed off. I ran back to the hostel, still enjoying the taste of his arse and his pits on my lips and chin. Sweaty stranger in a park at dawn, no words spoken ... Ticks all the boxes for me.

This town is too small

It was a warm night so I headed down to the park last night looking for dick. I should have known better.

When I got there there was one guy bent over against the rail taking it up the arse, raw. The guy who was topping him was a bit old and chunky but had a nice dick. I had a taste, was even tempted to give let him up my arse. But as I sucked him I found a lump on top of his dick which felt like a big wart. Sorry bud, I've had warts burnt out of my arse once already, don't want to go through that again.

I waited for a while. The next guy to turn up looked promising, for a minute. Skinny dark guy. We groped and made out. But he didn't want to take charge. Small soft dick. This guy wanted to bottom. I was thinking I might oblige until prof turned up. He's a regular. He has a big dick and he was all horned up. I blew him for a while, then turned round and backed onto him. He banged me for a while. Problem is, I know he's really a bottom, and he's only hard cos he's taken a little blue pill, and it's not quite the same as getting a fuck from someone who really wants to get off in your arse.

He lost interest after a while and wandered off. Everything stopped for a few minutes as a group of drunk straight kids wandered through making lots of noise. The skinny dark guy reappeared. I think I've seen him there before. He liked being held while I banged him groin to groin.

Another familiar face showed up. It was the red head who I've got off with both at the park and at the beach and at the tubs. On line he says he's versatile but he doesn't get hard except when he gets raw dick up his arse. I've always ended up fucking him and giving him a load. He's hot, nearly six foot tall, real skinny body. He's gotta be poz–something about the muscle tone in his arse too–but hasn't said so explicitly. But he always wants a load.

That's what he was after in the park. He dropped his pants and backed onto me. Took a hit of poppers. I slid in and out of him for a while. Felt real nice - for a change he hadn't filled his arse with lube and there was a bit of friction.

He moved onto the dark guy. His dick was smaller and softer than mine but red head wanted variety. I asked if he already had a load in him. No, he said. He took off his shirt as well, he was bent over completely naked.

He came off the dark guy, slid back onto my dick and started riding me hard and fast. Owww. I couldn't take too much of this, especially when he started squeezing his arse muscles. I blew inside him real quick. Bit of a bummer, I would have liked to bang his arse properly. I pulled up my shorts, headed down the track and left them to it.

At least I got off, I suppose, but it would be good for a change to get my arse fucked by a big-dicked real top.

Course that does happen from time to time. As a matter of fact I was in the park the previous night. My old mate Dave was there. Tried to back onto him but he wasn't hard enough to get in. There was a youner guy next to him with a fat dick, extra long and real thick at the base. I sucked him for a while but he wouldn't fuck me.

He called a break and headed over the other side of the bridge. I followed him, knelt down and got into his pants. He hardened up as I worked on his cock. I slobbered over his dick, rubbed it over my face then deep throated him. No easy feat: when I got him most of the way down it triggered my gag reflex and I started to throw up. I backed off, then started again.

He had a great body: a wide chest, narrow waist, smooth skin, lean bod, a treasure trail, small hard nipples. And sensitive to being touched, in a good way. He shivered when I rubbed my hands over the cleft in his groin, and then over his chest and his belly. I worked on the head of his dick and then deep throated him again.

Eventually he chucked his cigarette, pulled out a condom and told me to turn round. I had lubed up with gun oil before I went to the park but it was hard work getting him inside me. He was big and I was tight. Plus latex is nasty staff, doesn't go well with arse membranes. It reminded me why I want it raw. I eventually got him all the way in and pushed back on him. It was a good feeling, especially as he wrapped his arms right round and held me tight.

He wasn't a slam fucker. He preferred to hold me tight, push right up into me hard, but not pull back and bang me. I took a few hits of poppers and shared with him. Then it was more deep thrusting from him. It didn't last long: he pushed into me extra hard and then groaned. He stayed in me for a minute then slid out and buttoned up. He said thanks bro and wandered off.

Uh oh. Something don't smell quite right. I had hosed out before I went down to the park. But this guy was big, and he had gone deep and hard. He had stirred up my insides in a way I hadn't reckoned on. I wiped what I could, pulled my jeans back on and headed down the track, hoping I hadn't left any of it on the other guy. Yeah I know accidents happen but I hate that when that stuff happens. Kinda spoilt what had been a good fuck.

bog sex

Yep, I'm taking a week off work. It's a couple of years since I've been in this city but I have good memories from last time.

Monday afternoon I went chasing memories. I thought I would check out the bog across the road from the market where I had picked up a skinny English boy two years ago. I took him back to the hotel where we made out before I put him on his stomach and fucked him raw.

This time it didn't look promising. One old geezer in one of the cubicles. I went up top to watch and wait. Eventually a young guy arrived, went down the steps and didn't re-emerge. I went down and checked him out through the crack in the cubicle door. He was jacking himself already. He let me in when I tapped.

He was tall, scruffy, with a bit of a gut. Red-brown hair. And a fat uncut prick. I got onto my knees and got down to it. Mmmm. Nice mouthful. I went at it for a few minutes. Surfaced to stick my nose into his pits. He was seriously ripe which of course just made my dick harder. Back onto his dick.

But I sensed this wasn't going to work for him. I got him to turn round and pushed my face between his checks. I tested with my tongue. He was real raunchy. I hesitated but went back in. His hole was loose and deep. And he seemed to like the mix of goatee and tongue. He jacked himself as I tongued and fingered and nibbled at him.

After a few minutes of this there was no sign he wanted it to end. He stayed bent over with his butt cheeks spread. Hmmm. I stood up and slapped my dick on his arse. And again. He used his hands to spread his cheeks wider. I spat on my dick and on his arsehole and slid it in. I fucked him slow and fucked him harder.

Not much reaction from him. I'm not that big, and he had a big arse, so he might not have been feeling that much. That's why I usually only fuck little guys with skinny arses and tight holes.

I banged him some more. I was getting close and asked him if he wanted my load. He nodded yes. I fucked him hard for a minute and then unloaded into him. I slid around in there for another minute, pulled out, wiped the shit off my dick and left. Maybe it wasn't a great fuck for either of us but there's something special about bog sex. I guess it's the doggie in me ...

holiday

It's a different city this week. Not sure how it will go.

Monday afternoon for old time's sake I checked out the bog opposite the market. Sat in a stall and foot-tapped but it turned out to be an old guy. I waited up top to see what turned up. Next arrival was a young guy, tall, student look to him. After a couple of minutes I followed him down. He was in a stall. Through the crack I could see he was jacking himself. I tapped and he let me in.

He was red-headed and hairy with an XL dick, uncut. I got straight onto it. He hardened up. I slobbered all over his dick for a few minutes, chewed on his nipples and licked out his-extra ripe pits. My dick liked all of this but somehow it didn't feel as if he was really getting into it.

I got back down on my knees, turned him round and pushed my face in between his cheeks. He was now starting to get interested. His arse was real ripe. I hesitated but went back for more. His arsehole was loose and deep. I gave him tongue and fingers. He was moaning and opening up and really getting into it. And showing no sign of wanting to turn round again.

Eventually I got the message. I stood up and slapped my dick on his arse cheeks. He stayed bent over, waiting. I spat on my dick, spat on his arse and slid it in. I fucked him slow, fucked him harder, then slow again. He just knelt there and grunted. I'm not that big so I wasn't getting that deep - the reason I normally only fuck small guys. I guess he wasn't feeling as much as he would with a bigger guy either.

Before long I was getting close. I whispered to him to see if he wanted my load. He nodded. I banged him hard for half a minute then unloaded into him. I slid around inside him for another minute enjoying the slop then pulled out and wiped the shit off my dick. Slapped his arse and left.

It wasn't the greatest fuck of the year. But doggies can't be fussy. And there's always something hot about fucking in a bog.

I should tell you about the last time I was here. I only found the bog on my last day in the city. I picked up an English tourist there. Young guy, skinny with spots on his face. I took him back to the hotel. We made out and sucked each other. Eventually I put him on his stomach and fucked him raw. That one I did enjoy. He had a little arse so I could get in deep. He had a tight hole so he was feeling it even with my average-size dick.

I have another few days here. Will let you know what else I find.