Doing it for The Donald

It's been a shitty summer here but there was a bit of sunshine this afternoon so I headed up the hill. I wandered around and sat in the sun for an hour but there was nothing happening. I was heading up to the track to come home when I saw a guy waving at me. It was the Iraqi guy who I'd hooked up with several times up there over many years. I hadn't seen him for nearly a decade.
He was the first guy I fucked bare in the AIDS era. I've always thought I was running big risks fucking with him – he's a pushy bottom as well as top and never wears a rubber. But he turns me on bigtime. Today as before the lure of getting naked and fucking trumped anything my brain was telling me about risk. On top of that I'd had a shitty week and – unusually for me – I had been in a dark fuck-it-all mood all day.
So when I saw him I didn't muck around. I wandered down to him, opened his fly, and pulled his dick out. It was as I remembered it: big, dark, uncut, slimy and hardening fast. I love his dick. His body turns me on too. He's now got a bit of a belly but his thighs and butt are muscled and strong. He's got Levantine looks with a grey goatee. He is as sexual as ever.
I started sucking him. A younger white guy who hadn't been interested in me earlier came and joined in, opening the guy's belt and pulling his pants down. The white guy had dropped his shorts and his dick was oozing precum. Khaled made me suck the guy for a few minutes. Then the white guy told him to fuck me. It was all on. I dropped my shorts and turned round. He pushed in raw.
You know how it is: there's a lot of guys who can get hard and get their dick in you but then get soft and can't cum. Not this one. Khaled stayed hard. He humped me for maybe five minutes before I felt that wet sensation in my arse. When he pulled out there was still a bit of semen leaking from his piss slit. And I had a load in me. He rearranged himself and headed down to the road. Looks as if he's now driving a taxi.
I don't actually know that he's Iraqi or Syrian or whatever. I don't even know whether he originally came here as a refugee. But let's assume he is and he did. As I slowly came back down the hill in the sunshine I had a smile on my face. And I was thinking: refugee... muslim... (he's uncut, but who knows...)  slutty raw arse fucking out in the sunshine... cum dripping from my faggy hole. Dunno if this makes any sense but to my mind it all came together as: this one was for you, Donald!
I'm still smiling.

Little fucker big dick

Skinny bareback tops with big dicks that stay hard tick all the boxes for me. Especially when they actually dump a load in my hole.  
Last night I arranged to hook up with Hiro at the usual place. There were only two other guys there. We left the cubicle door open while we played to see what happened. Both the others came down at different times for a look, jerking themselves inside their jocks while they watched. One was young, crewcut, ordinary looks, average dick, solid body. The other was a 20s guy with long hair, a diamond in one ear and a few rings. 
When diamond boy - he told me later his name was Inori -  came back for another look I was fucking Hiro from behind while working his nipples. I eventually signaled to Inori to take over. I didn't need to ask twice. He had a big hard uncut dick hanging from a skinny torso and legs. Hiro pigged out as we spitroasted him for 20 minutes. I had him gagging on my dick, bitchslapping him, biting the back of his neck, murdering his tits. He loves that shit.  Inori stayed hard and kept dicking him, sometimes leaning on Hiro's back and pulling his nipples, other times leaning back to make his dick angle up higher. In between I got behind Inori for a few minutes to stick my tongue in his nasty-tasting hole while he dicked Hiro. He didn't hesitate when I leant over to give him a taste of his own arsehole.  
Meanwhile crewcut boy had come in to watch. He stood against the wall, pulling on his dick. I asked Inori if he would fuck me. He slid into me while Hiro started sucking crewcut boy. It was a nice fuck. He stayed hard and had enough length to hurt me when he pushed all the way in. I guess we had been at it around 10 minutes when Hiro leant over to me for a kiss. Crewcut boy had shot his load and he had a mouthful of cum. Hot. We made out for a couple of minutes without swallowing, and then leant back for a three-way kiss with Inori.
I forget the exact sequence but at some point Inori pulled out of me and went back to dicking Hiro. At several points he would take a big hit of poppers and go into overdrive for a minute or two but then slow again. It was great to watch him in action: the whole time he was sitting on his feet, so all the movement came from his hips, rabbit style.  I guess it was another half an hour before he finally went for it, hammering Hiro before unloading. He left the room straightaway.
I knew what I wanted. I got Hiro to squat above my face while he pushed a load of cum into my mouth. That got my dick hard so I pushed into his hole. You know that texture  that an arsehole gets after a long dicking? He felt like that as I slid in. I tried to fist him after that. He was hungry for it, and I got into him, but after the pounding he had taken from Inori he was too sensitive for me to stay in there. 
We had a slow, gentle time after that, mix of kissing, fucking, him sliding a long dildo into me. Inori came back for a look at some point but decided not to go a second round. Around midnight, when we were still going strong, the old guy that runs the place threw us out. We both left feeling well fucked even if neither of us had cum.
I woke up this morning all horned up. Something made me go to the toilet and check. Sure enough, I pushed out a handful of spooge. It had that clear jelly look that cum gets after a night inside your hole but the taste was unmistakeable. So Inori had stealthed me.  That left me crazy horny. I greased up my biggest dildo and pushed all the way down, past the sigmoid. I fucked myself on it for a couple of minutes and blew all over the floor. 
Hey ho hey ho.

Ken

Finally scored tonight after a few weeks of drought. I saw a new profile on BBRT this afternoon and messaged him to see if he wanted to fuck. He was real slow replying to messages and it looked as if he had lost interest when I said I couldn't host. But then things livened up:

Me: Do you like fucking in public toilets? Or outdoors, in parks?

Him: I love it. Just let me know i will be there and fuck u.

I asked if he was poz. His profile said "ask me". He replied that he was undetectable so I said that was fine by me. We agreed to meet at the station and then try to find somewhere in the park. I went out for a run and then met him in front of the station. It was still raining and already getting dark. 
We walked and talked for a while. He was taller than me, younger, nice body, regular-guy looks. On the north side of the park we found a spot off the path and away from the lights under a fallen tree. He was a bit nervous - we could still see people walking along the path - but also seemed to get a buzz out of the exposed location. 
We kissed. He tasted of cigarettes and coffee. He went straight for my nipples. He worked them hard, using his nails. I was hard almost immediately. After a while he used one hand to undo his belt and with the other, digging his nails into my nipple, he slowly pulled me down onto his dick. He was uncut and hard. I went down on him, speeding up as he dug harder into my tit. He used his other hand to pull me further onto his dick, then started slapping me. 
After a few minutes of this I got back onto my feet and kissed him again. I asked if I could eat him out. He turned round, dropped his trousers all the way and bent forward to let me get at his hole. He was clean but tasty. He moaned as I pushed my tongue up his hole. After a few minutes I stood up, turned him round and kissed him again. 
Then it was his turn. He pushed me forward against the gate, squatted behind me, spat onto my hole and started rimming me. Before long he was standing behind me sliding his dick up and down my crack. Then he slipped the head into my hole, just with saliva for lube. Before I knew it he was all the way in. He fucked me slow then fast, holding me round the waist, nibbling at my neck then my ear, then using both hands on my nipples again.
Eventually he said he wanted to cum with me. He started a jack-rabbit fuck while I bent all the way forward, holding onto the lowest bar on the gate. Then he wrapped his arms around me, squeezed my torso and said he was going to cum. He pulsed a few times, groaned and stood up, his dick still inside me.
He wanted me to cum too. I pulled off him, turned round, squatted and went down on his dick, still hard and still tasting of his cum and my arse juices. Made my dick harden up again. I shat out a handful of his cum and licked it off my hand while I jacked myself with the other hand. He reached down and dug his nails into my nipple again as I came hard between his legs, still sucking on his salty dick.
I missed a chance at the end: he wandered over to the fence and pissed, a long loud man-piss. I should have been on my knees in front of him drinking it down or getting a hair rinse. Next time maybe haha.
Walking home I had that ache in my arse that comes from being well fucked. And a big smutty smile on my face. Especially when I found I could still taste his arse on my lips.  

sandwich

Had some fun last night in the park but didn't get my rocks off. So late this afternoon I headed up the hill to look for some action. There was one guy with a runner's body sunning himself naked but he didn't seem interested.

I eventually settled down under a pine tree in the sunshine, dropped my pants and started playing with myself. i was lying there, pants around my ankles, dick oiled up and hard, when I heard rustling up the track. I thought fuck it and just carried on.

It was the Iraqi guy I have fucked with a few times over the years. He is older than me, has a good body and dark meaty uncut dick. He is real pushy, a determined bottom as well as top. From year ago he has always been insistent on fucking raw, so I've assumed he's extra high risk for HIV. He makes me uncomfortable and at the same time makes me extremely horny, for the same reason.

At first he played hard to get, just standing there with a kind of sneer on his face. This is payback for the number of times I have avoided him, I guess. I lay there jerking myself and told him to come and play. He made up his mind. He dropped his track pants, squatted over me, facing me, and lowered himself onto my dick. Took a bit of an effort to get in dry but was helped by the fact I had put some silicon lube on my dick earlier to jerk off. I got part way in, had to pull him towards me to get the angle right, then pulled him all the way down onto me. He sat there for a bit while I adjusted to the feeling, and then started to move inside him. He had a muscular arse and his hole was warm, tight and wonderful.

After a few minutes he pulled off and stood up. I sucked him for a bit, enjoying the mass of him and the piss taste under the foreskin. I then turned round and offered him my arse, taking a hit of poppers at the same time. He pushed in slowly and started moving inside me. As usual he was hard and I could feel the full length of him. As usual when I'm feeling specially turned on I wanted to be completely naked so I stripped off my shirt as well.

He had been fucking me for a few minutes when we heard rustling from down the track. We carried on. The guy that came into view looked familiar. He and I had played once or twice but without really getting anywhere. The guy is a bit younger than me, hot body and nice dick, but he's basically a bottom and like me struggles to get a hard-on when playing with another bottom. He was going to go past us but I said he was welcome to stick around and enjoy the show. He didn't need persuading. Khaled told him to pull out his dick and turned me round so I could suck the new guy. He obviously enjoyed threesomes, or seeing someone else getting raw dicked: he took a few hits off my amyl and hardened up fast.

New guy got verbal as well. He started telling Khaled to treat me like a slut, fuck me harder etc. He pulled his shirt up, dropped his pants to his ankles, fucked my face while urging Khaled on. Then he pulled out and started jerking himself. Khaled was pushing into me hard and deep. I was jerking myself, all the while getting off on being naked in the sunshine.

My memory of it all is now a bit blurred - too much amyl maybe - but we started chatting at one point. Turned out new guy had fucked with Khaled before as well. This was a big turn-on for me for some reason. I hadn't realised before that he was a slut like me. Something went off in my head: did you take it raw? I asked him. He said yes. That was like a trigger. I started jerking myself frantically and blew in less than a minute. New guy blew his jizz all over the ground alongside my load immediately after. Khaled pulled out but hadn't come. He pushed his dick into my mouth, arse flavoured and all, and started fucking my face. He came fast. I swallowed his load then licked the last few drips off the head of his dick. As I slowly put my gear back on Khaled squatted nearby to wipe his arse with some grass - maybe he thought I had cum up there or something. It was a hot sight: he's not young but he has the sort of butt that comes from a lot of physical work, plus dark shiny skin that shows it off.

There you have it. The thing that worries me: I was all set to let him blow inside me, kinda hoping he would in fact. Just part of the pattern of getting all horned up and taking more and more crazy risks. Whaddya reckon, folks?

PS Got regular test results back last week. All neg.

I don't fuck guys

I said to him: Do you want to slide your cock up my arse? He replied that he didn't fuck guys. By which he meant he only fucked women. Pity. He was hot, and he had a long dick which was hard and slimy because I had had it down my throat. So far down that at times I was seeing stars - you know that sensation when you are choking on a fat dick?

Here's how it happened. I was down at the tubs, around 8pm. It was quiet. Then this young guy came in. He glanced at me as he walked past, looked again as he went past in the opposite direction. He was short, with wide shoulders, dark skin, muscly, hair tied back, lots of tats. Good enough for me. I got up and followed. I asked him if he wanted me to eat his arse out. Sure, he said. He went into the next cubicle, dropped his towel, bent over and grabbed his knees. I got down and into it. I licked up and down his crack, chewed on each cheek, fingered his hole, stuck my tongue in, tongue fucked him, all the while moving my hands up and down his thighs and under his balls and up his back. He liked it. It made my dick hard too.

After a few minutes of this he stood up and turned round. He had that boozy smell of a guy who's had a few drinks. Sweet. I played with his nipple then got back down on my knees. For a short guy he was carrying one big piece of meat. Uncut. Long rather than thick. I got into it. With the taste of his arse on my lips I was well horned up myself. I licked him, then sucked him into my mouth, pumped him, then tried to get him down my throat. Took a while to relax enough to go all the way. Eventually got most of the length of him down my throat, which made him moan at the sensation. I held him there, then pumped him a little till I was seeing a few stars. More sucking and licking and deep throating over a few minutes, until I asked him if he wanted to fuck me. Like I said at the start, he just said he didn't fuck guys. We carried on a few minutes longer until he said he was going to take a break. I said to come find me later if he wanted to sit on my face.

I took a break myself for a while. It was still quiet. I sat in the steam room for a while then decided to take another tour. There was a guy standing in one of the cubicles with a glory hole, with the door open, his back to me because he had his dick stuck through the glory hole with someone sucking him on the other side. I slipped in, ran my hands up and down his back and arse, hoping to get a taste of his dick. He had nice smooth skin. He looked Chinese.

A few minutes later the muscleboy from before, with the long dick, came by and decided to join in. It soon became clear what he was after. He was quickly down on the floor sucking on China guy's dick, making a real pig of himself. I stayed there to share the fun, sharing my amyl and groping both of them. It was a hot combination: the Chinese guy had a nice body and liked being touched, as did muscleboy who was squatting on the floor busy sucking cock. I got down and played with muscleboy's balls then started sucking him again. With my left hand I reached behind and under him to play with the area between his arse and his balls, which always feels great when a guy is squatting. I licked my index finger and rubbed it against his arse. He didn't object. I wet my finger again and pushed a little way into his arse. He spread his legs a little to make it easier. I pushed further in, and further again. That was far enough: I could tell that he hadn't cleaned out. I massaged him a bit without pushing further in. He seemed to get off on the combination on having a dick in his mouth and a finger in his arse.

Meanwhile the Chinese guy was getting a bit adventurous too. I felt a hand on my arse, then a finger probing my hole. I got the message. I stood up and asked if he wanted a fuck. He sure did. He pulled his dick out of muscleboy's mouth and pointed it in my direction. I thought he would want a rubber but no, he wanted to give it to me raw. He wasn't that big but he was hard, and the feel of skin on skin is always a turn on for me anyway. He pushed it all the way in, I bent over, and he started fucking me slowly. Then harder and faster. I didn't last long: I was excited from playing with muscleboy, and the feeling of a raw dick in my arse rapidly pushed me over the edge. I held onto muscleboy as I blew my load.

Khaled

This was a classic case of dick ruling brain.

The guy has been around for years. He must be in his 50s. I think he's Iraqi. In fact I suspect he's the brother of the Iraqi I used to blow in the toilets on main street years ago before they flattened them. They have the same big dark smooth dick, though the brother is a bit thinner and seems paranoid. I guess if you came from Saddam's Iraq that's not a surprise.

I've called him Khaled because that was the label on his tightey whiteys today. The ones with serious skid marks. He sticks in my memory because he was the first raw sex I had in the safe sex era. This must be nearly ten years ago. He hit on me up the top of the hill one afternoon. He wanted to fuck me raw and I wouldn't let him. He was insistent he wanted a fuck so instead he backed on to me, raw. I tried to stop him but he was real pushy. Afterwards I was convinced I was going to die.

I've seen him up there a few times since. Each time I try to stay away from him. One time a few years he persuaded me to fuck him again, raw of course. I did but my dick came out covered in soft yellow shit. I stayed away from him after that.

When he saw me up there today I took off in the other direction. About half an hour later he found me under a pine tree with my finger up my arse. He came down, undid his belt, faced me, pulled down his Khaleds and pulled out his dick. Trouble is, I'm a slut, I had already spent two hours looking for dick, and he looked like the only option. Plus he has a really fine piece of meat: dark, fat, hard, with soft skin on the outside and a downward curve. And he is a lecherous pushy fucker who knows from other times that my dick rules my brain.

He waved his dick in my face. I leant forward and sucked. He pushed it in, enjoyed me sucking it for a few minutes, then pushed it right down my throat. With the downward curve I was able to deepthroat him in spite of the size. And needless to say my dick got hard - being choked seems to be as effective as having my tits pulled.

Of course he wanted more. He pulled me to my feet and turned me round. I took my shorts right off, took a hit of poppers and backed up against his dick. I told him not to come in my arse. His muscles feel ok but since he always insists on fucking raw I've gotta assume he's poz.

He pushed all the way in and starting crooning in his Arab accent about my hot white arse. He had his arms round my waist. He had a tattoo in Arabic script inside one forearm. He pushed in and out harder and faster. It was all over in a couple of minutes he suddenly pulled out, turned and blew over the clay. I knelt down, sucked the rest of the jizz off his dick and blew my load between his legs. I sat back down against the tree and pulled my shorts back on.

The best part? He then stood side on to me and pissed all over the clay where we had both just blown our loads. He was putting on a show: he spread it around as if he was watering the garden. Sorta like he was making me his bitch, though he didn't go as far as pissing on my leg. I ignored him but I was sitting there thinking privately what it would be like to have him hose all over me. With his big dick he was a copious pisser, which always turns me on, and on the warm clay it bubbled and frothed in front of me. If I hadn't just blown my load I would have been kneeling in front of him taking it all over my face.

So there you are. Taking this guy up my arse raw is real stupid - he's gotta be one of the riskiest fucks in this town. I'm always determined not to let him in my arse. And yet more often than not he gets in there anyway. There's a lesson in there somewhere.

PS No sign of Moby up there this afternoon. But I'm sure he'll turn up one day. Still haven't managed to hook up again with Jono. He must work strange hours because whenever he messages me wanting to hook up it's a few hours before dawn. I'll keep trying. I want his arse.

Load me up

Sun came out about lunchtime so I headed out for a run. There was nothing much happening up the hill so I headed out to the beach. I loitered against the wall for about half an hour watching the aircraft until a guy walking past gave me the eye.

I followed him in. He was taller than me - around six feet - and good looking. He groped himself to show what he wanted. I signalled I was happy to help him out.

One cubicle was already occupied but we took the other. He opened his shorts and pulled out a fat piece of meat. I sat on the seat and took him in my mouth. His dick was uncut, moist and tasted of piss. He hardened fast. So did I with a hard dick in my mouth and his fingers working my tits. I gave him serious suction. The skinny brotha in the next cubicle put his head over the partition to watch the show.

Tall dude got me to drop my shorts and started groping between my legs, working my dick and my arse while he was sucking my face. I stood up to make it easier for him. He pushed a finger into my arse. I put a handful of saliva down there to moisten things up and then bent down to suck him again.

He dropped his shorts to his ankles and started working my arse harder with his finger. He got me to turn around, squatted and pushed his tongue into my crack. I bent over, supporting myself against the cistern.

Open that hole, he said. I knew this wasn't going to be easy - this was one serious piece of meat he was smacking against my arse. I pushed to open my hole up for him. I gobbed into my fist and wrapped it around his dick to make it slimy. He slipped the head in, then slowly pushed the rest. His dick was long as well as thick. I bent my knees further, arched my back and dropped my hips to get the height right as he started moving in and out. Then he was going in balls deep with every thrust.

From the sounds he was making I thought he was close to cumming but he kept banging me hard. After another minute he started to slow down and it was clear he had put a load into me. He slipped out and showed me his cummy dick. I took a lick then jerked myself, coming into the can after half a dozen strokes. We both straightened up. He smirked at me. Two pigs into toilet sex.

We cleaned up, kissed (mmm the taste of arse juice after a raw fuck ...) smiled and walked out. There was another guy hanging around in front of the cubicle door as we left, no doubt wishing he could have been part of the game.

I ran all the way home. With a lot on my mind: this was the first time in several years I have taken a load up my arse. In fact the last time was in the same place. I didn't ask the guy whether he was poz and he didn't ask whether he could come in me. Hard to know what he was assuming though he looked real relaxed about the whole thing. So I guess we'll see what happens.

When I got home I shat out a large load of cum. Hot.