Monday, September 24, 2007

ALSTTYO - NSFW


Work is kicking my ass today, and it's likely that it'll continue to kick my ass for the rest of the week. So here's a little smut to tide you over. It's a hookup that actually happened, but I'm thinking of writing my experiences in a more pornographic style. Not including the inevitable asides, tangents, and digressions, of course. You can let me know what you think. Also, be warned, there are some fully NSFW pics below.
Last Tuesday night was my last night as a de facto single. Some people would say that I'm de facto single all the time, but it's really not practical to be hooking up all the time when your partner's at home. He may tell you that he wouldn't mind being kicked out of the house occasionally so that you can have a friend over for a play date, but he's only saying that because he knows you won't follow through, so he gets credit with no chance of having to pay up. If you actually kicked him out of the house so that you could play (which, in addition to everything else, is rude), there would be repercussions. Testiness, bitchiness, moping, and, the ne plus ultra of passive aggression, the late night e-mail. That's the one where he can't tell you that he's annoyed with you because he doesn't have a good reason for being annoyed with you, but he's still annoyed with you, so late one night when he should know better, he sends you the e-mail about how you're an awful person for doing the exact same things that he does and the things that you've agreed that you could do. Ugh, ugh, ugh. I've gotten about three of these missives in the past four years, and each time, I start to look at real estate listings. I used to write back and tell b&c what a douchebag he was for sending me the e-mail, but I just ignored the last one. He was whinging at me for not staying home and having sex with him when I'd gone out to meet a friend (a friend without privileges, mind you) for coffee. And we'd had sex twice already that weekend. It is occasionally difficult for a person (like me) with a northern European temperament to co-exist peacefully with a person (like b&c) with a southern European temperament. Fortunately, I have trained him not to say things like "if you don't like it, you can all just move out!" around the children. Especially since "it" is usually something like the way he makes zucchini. And, frankly, he's a pretty good cook, but his zucchini is not so great. He slices it too thickly, and the inside gets kind of mushy. I still eat it, but the kids don't, and I have a hard time encouraging (let alone requiring) them to eat something that a) most kids hate and b) sucks.
Anyway, last Tuesday night, I'd had one hookup, and I probably already wrote about it (it takes only a week for anything that wasn't at least a strong two-star hookup to fade so that the memory of exactly what I did to whom becomes jumbled), and there was a second guy, an African American graduate student (over thirty, though, I'm pretty sure) from Adams Morgan who was all excited about my cock. I'd talked with him on the phone, and he was a little bit, well, queeny, but I don't have a problem with queeny/effeminate/nelly/whatever as long as the guy kisses well and is an eager bottom. Guys like that have a tendency to talk too much (and to say the same things over and over), but it's not like you don't have ways to keep their mouths, busy, right?
Anyway. The guy shows up. Like always, I close the door behind him, grab him, and start to kiss him. He starts right away with the excessive commentary, "Oh, you're so hot; I know we're going to get along just fine," and I kiss him some more because that's the primary way of shutting him up. I push him upstairs, by the ass, and I toss him on the bed and jump right back on top of him. Big lips, good kisser. He's reaching for my shorts and my cock right away, but I'm not having it yet. I pin his wrists up over his head, straddle him, and start to kiss him some more. Then onto the nipples. He's thrusting up, trying to feel my cock against his, and, really, that's pretty easy by now because between the lips and the nips, I'm hardwood. Maybe maple or walnut. I'm not sure. I didn't actually stop at this point to answer the age old if-I-were-a-tree-what-tree-would-I-be question just then. I had to keep going back to kiss him to keep him quiet.
I get to working pretty hard on the nips. Sometimes I escalate by gradually increasing both the distance between my teeth when I bite down and the force with which I bite down. A sub like this guy will have a really hard time telling me no unless I get to an extreme level, so I don't go there, but I go where he's not much used to being since that leads to the sort of inarticulate moaning and groaning that is so much better than him telling me yet again how hot I'm making him.
Anyway, after a while, I decide to let him go down on me (am I generous, or what?), and he takes off my shorts and my boxer briefs and starts to tell me how much he likes my cock, which means that I have to grab his head and push it down. This guy's got pretty mad oral skills, so he can take the cock and continue to sing its praises at the same time. And I don't mind that because a) I can't understand what he's saying, and b) I'm getting a great blowjob. I lie back and wrap my legs around the back of his head so I can push down whenever he decides to get loquacious. And we do that for a while before I decide that I need to eat his ass. He's promised that it'll be very clean, and he hasn't lied. I switch between sticking my tongue into his hole and biting the insides of the backs of his thighs. He reacts differently to the two stimuli, but he seems to like them both a whole lot.
I'm having a pretty hot time, and it's been going for a while when he starts begging me to fuck him. I give in, and he starts to jump on my cock, so I hand him a condom. He seems a little put out by the condom requirement, but the ad says "safe only," and I figure that while he's sitting on my cock, he's going to be yammering away, and unsafe sex is just too much to take when you're already taking inane sex talk.
So it takes a while to get me inside him, and all that while he's going on about how thick my cock is, and I'm thinking that he's probably had thicker, and that he should just sit on down, but I don't want to be a dick and force him, so I hold off for as long as I can before I grab his hips and pull him down. He doesn't like it, but he likes it. I let him bounce up and down for a while, and then I lower him back into X position, but it's the sort of thing that he can't appreciate at all. So I pull him back up and let him bounce again, and he starts begging for doggy. Every time he pulls off me, I have to grab the rubber and push it back on my cock. He does have a pretty tight ass, after all.
Doggy position usually doesn't work well for me. I think it's because my legs are short compared to the rest of my body. But if I modify doggy so that I'm on one knee and have the other knee bent so that the other foot is on the bed, sort of half kneeling, I can give it to him pretty hard. He's used to my cock now, so he wants it really hard. We've been fucking for a while when I push him down onto his stomach and start pounding into him from that position. It takes a long time, but I eventually get really close. I pull out, get rid of the condom, and shoot my load up his spine. There's a big puddle of it in the small of my back. I pull out and wipe myself off and him off before he can roll over onto his back. He starts to suck on my cock some more while he jerks himself off. I surprise myself by staying hard. He cums, we both recover, and we chat some. The sex seems to have driven some of the queeny out of him, and he was really terrific in the sack, but it's one o'clock by then, and I'm glad when he says it's time to go.

2 comments:

John said...

Hey, I vote for all the "porn" you can work in, TED! (Very hot account, by the way).

Will said...

A highly stimulating account. I don't know that it's really any more pornographic than usual--I think you had developed a delightfully sleazy narrative style by the time I began reading you and it's kept me coming back ever since.