I'm Addicted

I'm addicted to Blogs.   I have got to get some work done this morning.  All I have done is checked my Tumblr feed and Blogger read list.  I have read some great stories, and saw some great looking men.


I then logged off, and all I have the urge to do is go and check it again.

There is not going to be anything new.........   Why am I looking again?

Go on...

Control....

There is nothing to see here....

Fuck count is WAY off this year

I'm a numbers guy....   And I find these statistics interesting. I'm enjoying myself a lot more this year.  The reasons I'm not having sex with other people are apparent to me.  I am not traveling as much to places that allow me to hook-up.  Also when I go, I will not be paying for sex, so that will limit the number of guys.  As far as my wife, it will be less because of age. We are having issues that don't allow for it as much...  We need to figure that out. 

I guess I'll be doing lots of this.

This is the number of days between ejaculations in each activity.

                    2015            2016 YTD     

Alone          4.11                   4.08

Man           16.22                 34.00

Wife           36.40              102.00

Total            3.17                   3.52

Some Days something is just missing

Some days, I sit in my office, and do nothing, search the internet for something.   A response, someone to acknowledge the true me, something that speaks to me.

Didn't find anything today. My house is quiet, I'm alone for the moment, and I need something.  I don't know where it is, and I don't know what it is. But something is missing.

I did get this in my in box...

But I didn't fight for anyone's rights, I am in the closet in spite of the elder gay's fight for equality.  Nope that's not what I'm looking for.

Look at my favorite escort site, see if I can find someone new... Found a favorite to send an e-mail for an upcoming trip.

Nope.... that doesn't do it...

Looking through my "Reading List" ...

Nope... Not there.  Cock didn't even twing on any of that...

Where is the answer?  I'll go help my wife outside, and that will help, take my mind off of what I'm looking for.  

I'm going to focus on being blessed to have her in my life.

Men's Spas and Adult Bookstores

Someone wanted to know where I go and what phone services I use. I feel I have limited experiences on both, but will tell you what I know.  I do know that if I see a sign on the side of the highway, I tend to get a heart palpation, and have to work really hard to not stop.  I have driven by some and only seen several cars and went by.

Men's Spas and Adult Bookstores.

First, let me just say, you must like group sex and or not be too picky about who sees you naked to go to these.  I have found that most bookstores are a pretty sleazy.  First I don't thing they make much money, or they just prefer not to clean or keep the maintenance up.  Especially if they are in small towns.  I have been to one in South Dakota which was pretty nice as far as arcade type bookstores go, but a lot of them are dark and that makes it very suspect to the cleanliness.  I have found some pretty hot times in them, but you must be able to go with the flow.  Also, make sure if you don't want anyone to know you go, stay away from ones where you may know someone.  I once went to one in the same state I live, and saw someone I knew as I walked in.  I spent the rest of the time, trying to get out without him seeing me anymore.  I'm sure he knows the people working there, and probably checked the cameras and knew it was me.  I have spoke to him since, but he has not said anything about it.

As far as Men's Spas, I have been to the two in Denver, CO several times.  The Denver Swim Club is probably the best for nicer looking guys, but they seem to be a little pickier.  It is a little cleaner too. Mid-town Spa is a little darker, and usually older, and more bear types.  I do find I have about the same amount of fun at either.  The best one I have ever been to is the one in DC.  It is called the Crew Club.  I had a good time there, It is much cleaner then the ones in Denver, but the afternoon I went was pretty slow, although I found some fun.

I have heard about Steamworks in Chicago and it apparently is one of the best in the country, I have never been there, but would love to sometime.  I have a friend who goes, and does not touch any of the guys.  He is really worried about his health, as we all should be. He just enjoys watching and taking in the guys.

Do understand the risks, even blow jobs or kissing can give you something.  HIV is not the only thing out there that can cause you problems.

I will let you know about the particulars about the phone sex services I use next time.

Phone Sex - Imagination at its best

Well since I haven't been traveling much, I have been masturbation more at home.  Sometimes porn just isn't enough, I need something else.  I really think my progression into the gay sex world revolves around phone sex.  

When I was younger and into my early 20s I only played with a few guys.  No actual sex, but played around.  Then later before I was married, I found this cool thing called "Phone Sex".  Of course this cost money, and at first, just like in porn I dabbled in the straight stuff.  It was straight mostly because it was the only thing I could find at the time. It also cost money though so I limited myself.

Later on I found a chat line where it didn't cost money, and I could find a guy to chat with.  We were both calling for pleasure and so neither was a paid performer.  I had a certain guy who gave me his phone number, and let me call whenever I wanted.  Of course that was before caller id, put I used this gay line alot.

Then came marriage, and not much phone sex, because I was having the real thing.  Then after children, that slowed down, and I turned to chat on the internet.  No speaking, but typing in chat rooms.   This turned to more phone sex, but not costing anything.

THEN... I had to have more....  I had to have the real thing, and it was easier to find.   Then comes my slut phase.

Now to today...  I'm back to phone sex.  It is free, and most of the time more enjoyable than porn.  I get to image me and a man naked together, making love, fulfilling our passionate fantasies.  It is one of the greatest things ever.  I image a very beautiful man, and I (still in my 20s) making passionate love. In reality it would be two old men with flaccid penises playing with each other. But for a moment it is real, and beautiful.  I love partaking is some good passionate sex.

The only thing about it while being in a relationship, is that then there is a feeling of relief and guilt that you are not spending that energy on your partner.  I do try to time it so it will work with my real life, but also sometimes it gets in the way of work.


If anyone wants to know which ones I use, let me know and I'll put it in the comments.

The trip that was all about sex - Thursday and Friday

Well here is the last installment of the week that wore me out...

If you remember, Monday, I got taken by an young boy "escort" and ended up taking care of myself.  Tuesday was spent with a young native american giving me a good blow job, Wednesday was spent at a men's spa.

Thursday, was actually pretty blah... I quickly jacked off and went to bed.

Friday afternoon I went back to the men's spa.  My flight didn't leave until 8:00, and so I had some time to kill.  It was a good time...  It was a little slow, but enjoyed quite a few men.  The few things that were real hot was spending a long kissing session with a younger black guy.  It was really hot... I think we made out for 15 minutes... He was good....

There was a hot stud walking around.  He look Greek, but he was hot, and you could tell he was full of himself.  I saw him walking around, and I looked a lot.... as we went down the steps to the basement, I followed him and noticed he turned into a dark hallway I have never been to so I followed him...  He went to a black corner, and I found that he was sitting...  All I could see was a foot... So I just stood there... to see what he would do.  He did nothing so I reached down and touched his leg.  He didn't resist, so I found his cock and started to stroke it... It was very hard, and about 8" and thick...  I got on my knees and started to suck.. He was one of those who wanted to take control... It was a great 5 minutes of sucking a beautiful hard cock.

After that encounter I watched a guy get a blowjob from a bigger guy.. big cock, big beard, bald... just what I like...  I went over when he was done to get my cock sucked by him.  I had to leave because he was going to make me cum.

I walked around a little more, but finally came back to the bald guy laying on a "bed".  He had a great beard, and we kissed a lot. His beard was pretty think and about an inch long.  I loved its feel.  I whispered and asked him if he liked to fuck ass... He said of course.  I was worried he wouldn't fit as he was very big...  He assured me he would be gentle... I got a condom and put it on him, crawled on top of him and worked to get it in...  He was so big he couldn't quite make it work that way.  But he laid me on my back and slowly stuck it in... fucked me long and hard.  It felt so good.  I loved that others came by to watch... That is always hot... he got a good rhythm going and I had a cock ring on so I got pretty hard. I lubed up and I came big and hard...  I took a shower, and then went back upstairs.

I decided that since they were giving free tests, that I would get tested... All came back fine...

It was a HOT week... Really enjoyed myself...

Fuck Through a Gloryhole

Well.....  there is this hole in the wall bookstore on the way to where I was headed last  week.  It was a Sunday, and I told myself if there are at least three cars I would stop.

There are three booths, and I thought well one worker, and if there were two others there I would at least have a little fun.  I pulled off the highway, and there were two pickups and a car.  So I stopped.

I quickly paid my money, and went into the far booth.  There was someone in the first and middle booth.  I quickly pulled my cock out and was hard as I sat in the old grimmy hard chair and looked through the hole to see who was next to me. He looked pretty slim, and had a nice cock... He was stroking, and bent down to look at me.

I invited him to put himself through the hole in the wall, and I spent some good time with his member.  He was good and hard....

soon he pulled out and wanted me to allow him to oblige me.  So of course I did.... he was good at what me did, but soon it stopped and I pulled out and he again put his cock through...

After of me going to town on his manhood, He pulled out and started to look through the hole more. I continued to jackoff, and he whispered let me see your ass...

I did and I moved it back to meet him... He fingered me, and it felt good.... soon, I could tell his cock was there... I pushed back and could feel him headed in my hole... it felt good.

I pushed more and it was great... It started to get uncomfortable, so I pulled around and spit on his cock to get a little more on it... I then held his cock and pushed back on it more... It felt good, but wished I would have brought some lube....

He hit my spot and soon I shot on the floor.   Like a naughty little bottom.... I let him slip his cock back through and I cleaned up and left.  I got to the car, and got situated.  I noticed the guy in the far booth leave right after me... He was an older guy, but the middle booth guy, the one with his cock just inside of me, got in his truck next to me.  I only got a glance, but he seemed pretty nice looking and had a cowboy hat in the dash of his truck... I followed him out of the parking lot.  He went east... I went west....

But the rest of the story... USE LUBE.   my asshole hurt so bad for the next 4 hours I was driving in my car.   I made it through the weekend, but going to the bathroom was sooooo painful... And usually there was some blood when cleaning up. I know it is hemorrhoids mostly... I have had that issue for ever,  That was a bout a week ago, but I have since got some over the counter meds, to make sure things come out better, and I'm doing pretty good now.