New Year Resolutions

In our house we always did this New Year Resolutions thing a bit different, because it was always me mum who would come up with New Year Resolutions for me and me brother so really they were just a list of boring chores like “I will make me own bed straight away when I get up” and “I will wash them dishes after Sunday lunch without being told” and “I will always put me bike away in garage straight after I finished play with it” – so they were no fun at all!

I understand New Year Resolutions more better now, but I still think overall they are a miserable way to start a new year! And I reckon the reason why so many people in the world fail to keep them New Year Resolutions is that they choose real boring things or things they don’t really wanna do! I mean, it is boring and stupid to say that from 1^st January you are gonna stop eat chocolate and sweets to loose weight, or you are gonna go gym to get more fit, or give up alcohol or cigarettes, or cut down on spending to have more £££ in the bank, or be more organize and tidy. I am not surprised that many people fail keep boring New Year Resolutions like these for longer than one or two days – in fact I reckon it’d be big relief to fail!

I find out from a Brazilian friend that in Brazil they make a list of wishes for the New Year instead of a list of boring resolutions like we do in England. I think a list of wishes sounds to be a more fun and more positive way to start a new year! So I have decided to do same and make a list of things I wish to do in 2012. Of course in 2012 I wish to have success in me university studies so I get a good job and all stuff like that, but I figure that you readers of me blog won’t be so interested in that wishlist, so instead I have come up with a list of more wild and fun and exciting wishes that I’d like to do in 2012 and here they are:


            1) As London will host Olympics 27 July – 12 August with over 200 different nationalities take part, I wish to meet and be fucked by as many different nationalities as possible in 2012!


            2) I never been to proper orgy party, so I wish to go to one in 2012, and at this orgy I wish to be tag-fucked by 3 tops at least!

3) I wish to do a private homemade sex video to upload onto xtube (but maybe not show me face!)

4) I wish in a 3some to try be double-penetrated by two cocks at once!

5) I wish to have a summer holiday in 2012 that is even wilder than in 2010 and 2011! Maybe if I go Germany I will go Horse Fair Fuck-Market eh? That should guarantee a wild summer holiday innit!

6) I wish to be fucked by someone well-known off of the TV or who is an actor on the stage or who is in a band or someone who once did star in a porn movie or something.

7) I wish to be fucked by a reader of me blog and then blog all about it!

8) I wish to have more sex with more blokes in 2012 than any other year so far!

I realize it is a long wishlist, but I figure that as not every wish does come true then the more wishes I make the bigger the change of some success! So I hope you will cross your fingers and wish me luck with me wishes for 2012 – and of course I will blog all about them wishes that do come true so you can all share in me good fortune. And of course if any of you readers have any suggestions of other wishes for me to add to me 2012 wishlist…. well let me know by leave a comment below! And for now, all that is left to be said is “Happy 2012!!!”

Supermarket sequel

I was working a shift in supermarket one night last week, and as usual I get given some shelves to restock. It is pretty monotonous work, what with the supermarket being mostly empty at this time of night, so every time someone does come along and browse the aisle I’m restocking, I always do glance up in their direction – not particularly to eye them up, mostly just to relieve the monotony. But then I look up as this bloke in trackies walks by – and he does immediate grab my attention because in them trackies I catch a glimpse of outline of his cock! It is plainly visible, and as I am on me knees stacking a shelf I am in ideal position to see it! In fact, it is so plainly visible that I would say he is wearing trackie bottoms without no underwear underneath. It did not look like a huge cock, but it was a nice cock - and it certainly was an eye-popping sight!

So I watch this bloke continue walk down supermarket aisle, and even though I am willing him to turn round and look back at me, sad to say he doesn't look back. But I am not ready to be defeated, and I am very eager to see properly what he looks like, so I get up off me knees and set off to the next aisle to check him out.

Some might say he is just average looking middle-age bloke, balding with buzzcut and some chin stubble and a stocky build, but for me he does tick a few boxes. And the sight of his cock swinging about in his trackies does tick a bonus box! As I pass him in the aisle, checking him out… well I do get distinct impression that he is checking me out as well! And this is confirmed when I return to job of stacking shelves, because he does make a repeat visit to my aisle! It is hazard to leave stock jamming up an aisle, so quick I finish the bit of shelf restocking that I’m doing, shoving them tins fast onto the shelves wherever there is any space, and then I am on me feet cruising them aisles again.

It is good thing I was quick on me feet, because I am surprised to see that this bloke is already at check-out – he for sure wasn’t in supermarket very long, and it looks like he only did buy just a couple things. So I am suspecting that he ain’t interested and nothing more is going to happen, but I still stroll out into car park so that I might “accidentally” crash with him again.

And not only do we crash, but we even have a bit of a conversation about some shit or other, and I can’t help noticing that he’s touching his crotch as we chat. And I can’t help noticing that his cock does seem to be getting even more prominent. And that’s when he asks me what time I finish, and what am I doing after?

I say I ain’t doing nothing, so he says he’s got a mate of his coming over in a bit – and maybe I’d be up for joining them. By now I’m touching my cock as well, and so he does elaborate a bit. “I’m gonna fuck him,” he says. “Maybe you’d like to fuck him as well?”

“I’d prefer you to fuck me,” I straight away say, and he laughs and says that he’s sure that can be arranged. So he gives me his number and tells me txt him if I fancy it. Just before he departs, I do catch a glimpse in his carrier bag, and notice that all he seems to have bought is a large box of Stella Artois beers, some Pringles and a large cucumber – so it looks like being my sort of party!

The next hour of work does drag by, and I can’t seem to think of anything besides hooking up with that bloke as soon as I do finish work. So when I am ready for leave work I send him a txt but I am disappointed because he does not get back to me. In fact, I am out of that supermarket and waiting at bus stop to head home when suddenly me mobile does vibrate to indicate a txt just arrived – and I am suddenly all excited again because it is that bloke sending me address and it’s all on again!

When he answers the door to his flat, the bloke I saw at supermarket is still wearing them trackies – but now this is all he is wearing, and his cock is just as prominent as it ever was. There is also another guy in the flat. He is younger than the first bloke, maybe 30s and with a slim but quite fit and tanned body, and he is wearing just his underpants. There is porn video playing on the telly, and a proper whiff of sex and poppers in the air, so I am guessing them trackies and underpants have both only recent been put back on!

The older bloke who I met at the supermarket gives me can of lager without even asking me if I want one, and then he straight away tells me to strip off if I’m staying. I do not need asking twice, especially as I notice that the younger guy is now rolling a spliff!

So I strip, but for now I go only as far as me underpants, and then three of us get a bit trashed smoking the spliff, and get a bit acquainted by chatting a bit – and also by snogging and groping each other. It turns out the younger guy is Portuguese and they did only just meet via gayromeo.com but I was right – they did fuck just before I got there! But then the older bloke suddenly pulls down and steps out of his trackies, and his hard erect cock springs up, and me and the Portuguese guy are close to fighting each other to suck that cock – so it does look like there is going to be more fucking! And as the older bloke next pulls down me underpants and starts to finger me arse, I am very hopeful that it’s me who is going to get fucked next!

And that is exactly what happens! We move from living room to bedroom, where the bed is properly destroyed with the sheets stained with wet lube and cum patches from the fucking that has already happened. I get on me hands and knees on top of this mess, and the older bloke lubes me up and starts fuck me. By now I am properly trashed on that spliff, so his cock does slide straight into me with not much resistance from me sphincter, and I am buzzing and feeling real hot and horny as he does pump away with his cock deep in me arse. The Portuguese guy is also kneeling on his hands and knees next to me, and we do start snog a bit, and I see that he is getting his arse fingerfucked as I am getting fucked.

And then the older bloke who is fucking me tells me to fuck the Portuguese guy. I do protest because I have hardly ever fuck a guy, in sex I have been 99.9% bottom, but the older bloke protests back. “Just put yer cock in his arse and I’ll keep fucking yours,” he says. “Then when I cum up your arse, you’ll cum up his.” And I guess because I’m trashed and horny, that’s exactly what I do.

I have not much experience with fucking arse, but my cock did go straight in the Portuguese guys arse with no problem at all. I admit sadly I don't have big cock, and I suppose the Portuguese guy had been well fucked already (and maybe taken cucumber up him as well!) but it was surprise how easy it was to penetrate him. But I didn’t exactly fuck him, in fact I did forget to do any thrusting or grinding at all, selfish me was too busy enjoying getting me own arse fucked. But by the time the older bloke had fucked me so hard that he cum in my arse, I had unloaded up into that Portuguese guys arse – and we all seemed very satisfied by that!

top to bottom

That electrician bloke who did recently fuck me a couple times in his van for sure was popular with you blog readers!! Loads of you did message me to say that u did enjoy hearing about him, and to ask me if I still seeing him. Well sad to say that, even though I look out for him and his van whenever I at university, I have not seen him since them times. I guess he is hard at work on new job now. But this week I did have one unexpected reunion.

            I am on silverdaddies.com when this guy comes and says how much he did enjoy meeting me and he hopes to meet me again. His profile photo shows he got nice fit body, muscle thighs, and nice arse, and his profile says he is 45yo bottom who goes gym and is into sportskit and underwear and army gear. Even though he fit looking man, he’s no use to me because he bottom just like me! So I did say he must be mistaken and had mixed me up with someone else. But he replies straight back, a bit annoyed, asking did I already forget him?

            Anyway it turns out that he is not mistaken after all – but he had made a mistake! You see, he was the bloke who did fuck me the day after Valentine’s Day! But turns out he has two totally different profiles: in one he is 100% top man iso younger bottoms, in other he is 100% bottom man iso much older tops! And when he did message me this time, he had forgot that he was currently signed in as bottom, and that is why I did not straight away recognize him!

Once that mystery was solved, I did tease him for having them two profiles, saying it was cheating!! I did also feel a bit tricked by him, cos I do mostly go for guys who are 100% top not vers. I did say he should sign out as bottom, sign in as top, then maybe I would consider another meet! He did LOL at that, but says he can’t sign out just yet, because he is busy chatting with some older top guy trying to arrange a fuck later – so without thinking I did straight away say why don’t u ask that top bloke if he’d like to fuck us both? And guess what?

So that’s how come I did end up back to that immaculate decorated flat near Canary Wharf. Only this time the bloke who lives there was not all trendy dressed in G-Star Raw and serving white wine – no, this time he was wearing just jockstrap and holding small bottle of poppers and did look total slut bottom! Sitting on the big stylish sofa was this real beefy and bearded older daddy bear bloke who was naked with hardon. Them blinds were closed, and on the massive flatscreen TV two pornstars were panting and moaning and fucking, so it did seem party had started! After he did say “Hi” to me he handed me them poppers, then went back over to carry on sucking the hard cock of that beefy daddy bear.

It was total different atmosphere to when I was last in this exact same flat, and I will say it did take a few hits of poppers for me to get used to them differences! But once I start to buzz on poppers, I did alternate from watching porn and watching this guy sucking off that beefy daddy bear, and I start to get horny! So when beefy daddy bear did look at me and say, “if you staying, get undressed and get over here!” I have another whiff of them poppers, strip right down to me underpants, then go over to join in!

Straight away that beefy old daddy bear tugs me underpants down to me knees, starts sucking me cock, and starts tickling the ring of me arsehole with his finger – and it ain’t long before one of beefy daddy’s fat fingers has found its way up into me hole! The other bloke then stops sucking beefy daddy’s cock and tries to have a go at me arse but beefy daddy shoves him away – I guess beefy daddy is wanting two 100% bottoms today!

Next I get a turn on sucking on beefy daddy’s big hard cock, and the other guy gets his jockstrapped arsehole rough fingered. After we done more poppers and cocksucking and fingerfucking, party shifts to bedroom. I don’t remember if me and bloke in jockstrap get told to get on allfours side-by-side on bed, or if we just automatic get in that position – but that’s how it starts in bedroom. As I kneel there like that, with me legs wide apart and bumcheeks spread to show off me hole, I really hoping that beefy old daddy has a go at fucking me first! But when I hear a gasp from him kneeling right next to me, I know that sadly I ain’t getting first fuck. But I must say it is real horny seeing that good-looking and muscle fit 45yo man getting fucked right next to me by that beefy old daddy, so when it is my turn to get fucked I am even more ready and greedy for cock. And of course, as I was second in line for cock, I did get fucked and fucked right until point that beefy old daddy did cum! As he was watching us fuck, the other guy did tug his cock outta his jockstrap and wank himself till he cum – it was interesting that I had got fucked by that exact cock less than two week ago, but today I never even touch it once! And finally I did wank until I did cum and then, as others were planning allnighter, I did get dressed and go.

Barcelona post 4

After me unexpected fuck with that Spanish boy in hostel shower, I got back to me room all hyper and buzzing – so I was even more on top of the world when I saw I got txt message from François asking if I was free later for a beer. As you have surely figured out, I’m getting a bit of a crush on François! I do catch myself thinking about him way too much, but even if this is just one of them holiday romance things why shouldn’t I still enjoy it?

Straight away after I reply to txt I did think about going for second shower – especially as what came in me mind was François teasing me earlier today by saying he could smell that American guy on me! But I was all shower-fresh and for sure had already washed all of that Spanish boys cum off of me, so I just moisturise all over with Johnsons Baby Oil then I chill out in me room for a bit and then I put on me favourite jeans and t-shirt and go out to them gay bars.

François said to meet at Dietrich which is a big, trendy bar that sometimes has shows and go-go dancers. I got myself a beer and then I found a quiet spot near the back to wait for François. I have to say that even though I am real comfortable to go out on me own to cruise bars like Cuckoo’s Nest in Amsterdam, I do feel proper self-conscious being on me own in trendy gay bars like this, surrounded by these hot guys all in D&G and Dsquared and other designer gear, so the whole time I was waiting for François I was all unsettled and I kept on getting out me mobile phone and re-reading txt messages for no reason just to pass time. I also drank me beer way too fast! In fact I drank them beers so fast that I was on me third bottle when François did finally txt me to say he wasn’t coming no more because Alain had suddenly turned up and so they were both going out for food.

I did then feel upset and angry both with François and with myself. Part of me did think I would call time on me night and go back to hostel and figure out some bitch txt I could reply François – but then I ask myself why should I let this upset me time in Barcelona? But anyhow I decided to leave Dietrich and go round corner to Punto because Punto is more popular with a mixed and older crowd and I feel more at ease there and I reckon I was more likely to find a fuck there – and a fuck was for sure what I wanted to find!

A couple of hours and more beers later and I had got me wish because I was back at the hotel of these two Belgian blokes. One was 48 with clippered hair and what felt to be a proper manly chest under his poloshirt – I did have a cheeky feel of that chest in Punto! The other was 58 with a grey goatie and a bit left of grey hair. Neither of them had perfect bodies like François or Alain or like most guys at Dietrich, but they were for sure friendly and we all had a good laugh and they bought me beers and I had a snog with one and then the other so I figured they were both up for 3some fuck.

I can’t properly remember us walking over to their hotel – but I do remember being in hotel elevator and me starting to snog younger one of the Belgian couple again, and as I did snog him I did also start to squeeze his crotch and feel the beginning of his hardon! Once in their room I did sit down on edge of bed and the one I had been snogging in elevator did stand in front of me and unzip his fly and take out his hardening cock for me to suck. So I took hold of his cock and started to slurp and suck on it and I felt it swell more between me lips. I did see his boyfriend was standing right there also, and also with his hardening cock poking out of his unzipped fly, so I right away switched to sucking his cock – as they were boyfriends I did want to make sure I never make one feel left out.

As I worked on sucking and licking and alternating between them two cocks, them two Belgian blokes did take the opportinity to get undressed. I also did kick of me trainers and altogether pull off me jeans plus underwear and then straight after I went back to job of sucking cock. Once we all naked I did look up at them two Belgian blokes to put a face to each cock. I did see that the older one had the bigger cock by almost an inch, his was also the cock that took bit longer to get properly hard. But when both cocks were properly hard I did take them both side-by-side in me mouth, because that is one treat you can’t do every day! Even though it is tricky to suck good when your mouth is rammed so full with two fat hard cocks, them two Belgian blokes did manage to get their hips and cocks thrusting in time so that I was getting properly mouthfucked for a couple minutes with me lips stretched around 15 tasty inches of combined cock!

Next I got rolled back so I was laying flat on the bed and one of them blokes did squat over me and fed me his cock from above so he could properly deepthroat me, and the other bloke hoisted me legs right up in air and straight away started to rim me arse. Because the older one had that goatie beard and the bigger cock, I could generally tell when it was him mouthfucking or rimming me, but from then on I was mostly on the bed (either on me back or on allfours in doggie-potition) in a sex and beer blur as them two blokes kept on switching ends so I got a thorough 2x mouthfucking, rimming, fingering, and fucking from them! I have to say it is a treat to have two cocks in me mouth at once – but I’d say it’s even more of a treat having one cock in me mouth and one cock in me arse! So although François stood me up, it did turn out to be an alright night!

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Paris post 8

For me last night in Paris I decided to have a quiet one. You see François was meeting me at me hotel early next morning and then we would drive to Barcelona, so I wanted to be ready for that. You will remember that on me last night in Cologne I went out and got drunk and ended up in sex club and so I had to change me plans at last minute and so I arrived in Paris a day late. I didn’t want to mess up me plans with François like that!

As I had been sauna that afternoon I had just one beer in Cox Bar, then one beer in Raidd Bar where I watched that shower stripper show one last time, then I went back to me hotel and packed up all me bits and bobs, then I set me alarm on me mobile and went to bed.

Next thing I remember is being woken up by a noise. I should say this hotel I was staying in was pretty basic and cheepo and there was generally noise going on all night whether it was voices or footsteps or banging. The noise that had woke me up was a banging noise. I tried to ignore it at first, but then I noticed it wasn’t the usual type of banging noise - and that’s when I realised it was someone knocking at me hotel room door! I looked at me mobile and it was close to 1am, but still I crawled outta bed and opened the door curious to find out who was there and what was going on. I did wonder if there was a fire or something!

Anyway I opened the door a crack and peeked out into the hall and it was no fire or drama: it was that Algerian guy Tarek! I wasn’t expecting to see him! So I open the door and he right away comes into me room. I am still half asleep and still real dopey, so we have this muddled conversation where he apologises for waking me but he says he was nearby and so he came by to see if I was in because he wanted to ask if I had some cash to give him so he could go buy some marijuana for us to share as he’d met this bloke with some to sell but he didn’t have enuff cash himself to get it. I say that I would normally be up for that, but I say that I am leaving Paris for Barcelona the next day and as I couldn’t risk being caught on the French-Spanish border with no marijuana there was no point in me investing in any. Tarek says that’s okay he understands, and again he apologies for waking me up.

I feel a bit guilty then, especially as I have enjoyed a few free smokes off of Tarek while I was in Paris, so I say I can afford to give him €20 towards the marijuana if that would help? And he straight away says that’d be good, and so he takes €20 off of me and says he’ll be back later with some smoke for us and then he’s gone.

I have to be honest and say I never expected to see Tarek again after that, and after he had gone I did feel a bit stupid for giving him that €20 for nothing, so I was real surprised when i got woken up again just after 2am by more knocking at me door - and even more surprised to open it to see Tarek standing there in the hall with another Arab lad!

The other Arab lad was about same age as Tarek but I'd say more fit and handsome than Tarek, and he was dressed in the same sort of Ghetto-style gear as Tarek, so they both looked like they just stepped outta some Usher rap video. I'm just outta me bed and just in me underpants so who knows what sorta video I look like I just stepped out of! Anyway, they were both a bit stoned already, so obvious they'd already had a cheeky smoke, but Tarek straight away rolled a nice fat joint and lit it and handed it to me. Even though Tarek has been here in me hotel room on two occasions I was still wary having him around, and still a bit worried that he’d rob me, so I had though to not get too stoned - but after a couple puffs that idea went out the window and instead I sat on me messy bed next to Tarek and his mate and concentrated on getting happily wasted, also wondering if I’d get to suck on Tarek’s cock again.

I didn’t have to wonder for long about that, because once we had shared a couple spliffs and we were all getting nicely trashed, Tarek very unexpectedly just pulled his trackies and boxers down to reveal his tasty looking semi-hard cock and I straight away got down on me knees and started to suck it! As I got down to sucking Tarek’s stiffening cock, his mate was quick to pull down his trackies and boxers as well and he gets on with the job of wanking himself until he was also hard. Even though his cock looked real juicy and mouthwatering, I did stay with sucking on Tarek’s cock until it was properly rock hard and glistening, and only then did I move onto sucking his mates cock.

As I kneel there sucking Tarek's mates cock I did notice Tarek stand up and so I keep one eye on him to see what he is up to, but Tarek just walks round behind me and straight away yanks me underpants right down. Next I feel Tarek’s cockhead pushing hard against me hole and then suddenly he pushes with even more force so that his cock goes right up me with just spit and no lube! That's second time today I got fucked with no lube! But Tarek's cock is bigger than that British bloke who fuck me in sauna so I for sure made a loud cry at that - in fact I’m surprised I never bit Tarek’s mates cock off! I mean, I was stoned - but I wasn’t so stoned for that not to hurt! But Tarek never seemed to notice, he just got on with ramming his cock in and out me arse real fast and hard in his usual style till he shot his load up in me arse. Typical, I was just starting to enjoy that rough fuck when Tarek cums then pulls out! Fortunate, then, that straight away after Tarek has pulled his cock outta me his mate goes round behind me and now he starts to fuck me. He doesn’t fuck me any more careful or gentle, but after taking Tarek’s rude rough fucking I am able to handle this second fucking much more easy - in fact I am so ready for that dark Arab meat that I start to pump me arse up and down on that cock till I shoot me load all over the hotel carpet! As soon as I cum Tarek's mate goes into overdrive and pumps and pumps at me hole till he cums too. And then all three of us wind up by sharing another smoke, and so by the time they depart I am trashed and well fucked and knackered - and François is due in a few hours!

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Paris post 5

I was hoping I would see again the tough Arab lad I’d had a smoke and fuck with, but I wasn’t sure I ever would. We hadn’t swapped mobile numbers or nothing. So when the man on reception of me hotel handed me a note I was pleased to get it because it said he would come again to me hotel at 7pm the next day and it was signed Tarek - up until right then I could not remember his name!

I had though of going to sauna, but instead I decided I would make sure to be back at me hotel for 7pm to see Tarek again. So I did a day of sightseeing in Paris and after got back in plenty of time so that at 7pm I was downstairs for when Tarek arrived. He was wearing a baseball cap just like before but today also a white tracksuit. With him was another man, a big and balding Arab man who looked much older than Tarek. Anyhow, Tarek introduced us all and I thought he said this man was his uncle but I think that might just have been how his name sounded, and then Tarek asked if we could go up to me room. Both Tarek and that other man followed me up to me room which made me feel a bit apprehensive at first, just like that first time when I’d had Tarek in me room (though I must admit that this time I had hid all me valuables knowing that Tarek was visiting) but when we got in me room Tarek straight away took out a small bag of marijuana and started making a smoke - so me nerves eased off a bit.

Me and Tarek sat on the edge of me bed and the older Arab guy sat on a stool and we all started to have a smoke. Tarek spoke basic but aright English, but the older guy spoke no English, but I found out that Tarek was 28 and was from Algeria and he worked on a market stall in north Paris. From Tarek I next found out that his older friend was also from Algeria and was 52 and had some import business.

I had aimed to be a bit watchful what with Tarek and his friend being here, but the smoke was pretty strong and so by the time Tarek had lit up another one I was starting to feel pretty spaced out! When we had all done smoking that, Tarek asked me if I would pay for the smoke the same way I’d paid for it the last time. I didn’t understand and so I told him that I hadn’t paid for it the last time! He laughed and then he said that his friend wanted to fuck me! I straight away said to Tarek that I wanted him to fuck me, and so he laughed again and said they’d both fuck me!

I realised then that as well as feeling stoned I was also feeling horny, so I pulled me teeshirt off over me head and then stood up and pulled me shorts and underpants right off. By then Tarek had also pulled down his tracksuit trousers and his long lean cut cock was out and already semi-hard, so I went down on me knees and started to suck it. Tarek put one hand on the back of me head and started to thrust with his hips and soon I feel his cock swell and stiffen in me mouth. Once Tarek’s cock was fully hard he took it out of me mouth and when I looked up at him he nodded at the other guy and he said to me: “you suck him now.”

When I look round I see the older Arab guy standing right there and now naked. His big chest and round belly were covered by a rug of hair and he had a real thick cut cock that was stiff and sticking forward straight at me, so I crawled over there and next started to suck that too. It was a stubby cock, no way near as long as Tarek’s cock, but it was much more fatter - a bit like a beer can. And you know how I like me beer so I opened me mouth wide and slugged down that cock!

All the time as I gulp on that beer can dick I hear this guy and Tarek speak in Arabic, but I don’t know what they say. When I next look back round at Tarek I see that he has now stripped off his tracksuit and underpants and is standing there next to me bed showing off his skinny hard tattooed body and his long lean hard dick. Next thing I know, Tarek has pulled me up off the floor and over onto me bed, and all of a sudden I’m there kneeling right on the edge of me bed and I can feel the hard wet tip of Tarek’s cock pressing between me bumcheeks. Next I’m gasping as he pushes every inch of it all the way in, and for the next couple minutes I kneel there on the edge of me bed as Tarek pounds me arse real fast and hard. Even though he gives me arse a firm slap with the back of his hand at regular intervals, his fast thrusting and fucking never slows down until the second he pulls out and shoots his load all over me back.

Straight away after taking Tarek’s cock I felt the stubby beer can cock of that older Arab guy pressing against me hole. Even though I’m real stoned and even though I had just got that fast hard fucking off Tarek, me hole is still too tight to manage his mates cock easy - but after a couple attempts and a lot of whimpering and yelping I have managed to get it up me. And even though me head is lost in that cloudy haze of marijuana that makes me feel all dazed and horny, I can still feel that me hole is stretched proper wide and it’s still real painful as he fucks me. But I grit me teeth as he bangs away at me tight hole, and lucky for me that fuck is as fast as the one i just got off of Tarek - and so soon that beer can cock has shot a load up me and that older Arab guy is putting his trousers and shirt back on. As I crash on me bed, with me hole now feeling empty and less stretched, I see that Tarek is already dressed and is standing impatiently waiting for his older mate to finish getting dressed. Almost straight away they’re out the door, but Tarek gives me a little wink as he goes. And I crash out into sleep and I don’t wake up before next morning.

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Amsterdam post 10

When I was there at the bar in Cuckoo’s Nest, seeing if the gayromeo.com guy who’d just fucked me was still there, I spotted that muscly 49-year old American guy I’d met on the night of the World Cup Final party. In fact I’d spotted him earlier: he’d also been in the Cuckoo’s Nest darkroom earlier, on his knees sucking some cock.

So I went over to him and said “hi” and we got chatting and he bought me a beer. I found out that tonight was his last night in Amsterdam, and he had an early flight home the next morning. I was about to ask what he planned to do with his last night in Amsterdam when a skinhead-type guy came over. He was in Adidas trackie bottoms and a sports top that showed off his tattooed arms, and I recognized him straight away as the guy this American had been sucking in the darkroom. The skinhead guy reclaimed a half-drunk beer from the bar, so I realized he had got there first! The American guy started to introduce us, and then realized that he didn’t remember either of our names, which was quite funny! Anyway, we all continued to chat and the American guy bought a couple more rounds of beer for all of us so I stayed and drank with them even though it was obvious that they were soon going to go off together for a fuck because the American guy kept on touching and stroking the Dutch skinhead guys cock which I could see was a nice size and semi-hard inside his trackies.

So when the American said they were going to go back to his hotel, and asked if I’d like to go back with them, well I couldn’t say “no” could I? So that’s how I ended up back in the American guys room at the Crowne Plaza Hotel.

Just like last time, the American guy straight away disappeared into the bathroom, and so me and the skinhead guy both stripped naked. The skinhead was slim and pale and he had lots of tattoos on his arms, chest and legs which was sexy! He also had a fat hung cock which looked even bigger compared with his skinny body. By the time the American came out of the bathroom, his big gym-fit body once again wrapped in just a towel, me and the skinhead were already buzzing on poppers and I was on allfours on the bed with the skinheads cock in me mouth.

The American straight away dropped his towel and knelt down and started to rim me arse. He had stubble on his chin just like last time, and like last time the tickly scratchiness of the stubble felt real horny rubbing against me arsecheeks. After giving me a good deep rimming he stood up and slowly slid his hard cock into me arse. Even though I’d been fucked just an hour earlier, I still gasped a bit as his cock first entered me – well, I would have gasped had me mouth not been full of the skinhead cock!

So the American fucked me arse as the skinhead fucked me mouth, but then the skinhead withdrew his cock from me mouth and went to the back of the queue and he started to fuck the American! I knew they were fucking because the American guy did yelp quite loud when the skinhead first pushed his big cock in, and for a while the American guy did loose his rhythm of fucking me. But soon the American was pumping away at me arse while the skinhead fucked him.

Soon after it was my turn to yelp out loud as the skinhead next pushed his cock up me arse. Even though it was me third cock of the night, it still hurt at first! But the American handed me poppers, so after a couple good sniffs I was feeling nicely trashed and loving that skinheads big fat cock in me – so much that I was a bit disappointed when the skinhead pulled his cock out of me and went back to fucking the American. The American guy must have noticed this, because he opened the bedside drawer and took out a vibrating dildo (nothing too huge I should say!). He handed this to the skinhead guy and said: “put this in his ass to keep him happy” and although the dildo wasn’t as big or as juicy as the skinheads cock it for sure did the job and kept me buzzing until the skinhead replaced the dildo with his cock again.

With the dildo now up the American guys arse, the skinhead fucked me hard as I knelt over the American – and he fucked me so hard that I soon shot a massive load all over the American guys manly pecs and chest. Next the American was fucked hard so that he also came all over his chest. Finally, me and the American knelt down side by side so we could both suck the skinheads cock till it exploded and showered cum all over us both!

After all that sex, the skinhead guy went over to his pile of clothes and dug around a bit in his pockets until he found a joint, and we all three of us lay back naked and cum splattered on the bed and had a smoke.


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