Looking for a third

Kevin's a jealous guy.  And I didn't think I was until I met him.  I can honestly say that he's the first guy that I've been with that has made me jealous when people have thrown affection his way.  So a threeway would never work.  Even if we found a guy that we both found attractive and found us equally attractive, it'd have to be a total stranger that we met while traveling...  or at least that's what we've agreed on during our little pillow talks.

And even the first clause would be a major feat.  We're completely two different body types.  I always snicker when Kevin's quintessential bear frame and handsome, masculine face turns the heads of other bears while we're out and about.  I chuckle to myself because I know that when I expose their indiscretions by pointing out the broken neck he just caused, Kevin usually jokingly says "Ew!" He's not particularly turned on by fuzzy or beefy.  When a slim guy flirts with him, I get a little pang of jealousy.  Not much, but enough to give me pause before I move out of the picture for the flirting to continue.  Hey, I'm no cock-block.  I'm a good wingman.  As for me, I have more varied tastes, but generally am not as attracted to a guy who is skinnier than I am.  So basically, we'd have to find a toned up, but not too beefy bottom guy that's into bears and smaller asian guys.  That's just way too much work.  I've been in group situations before and someone always seems to get left out.

Then, to make sure we can concentrate on the sex, it'd have to be with a guy we don't know and most likely will not cross paths again. 

So why am I thinking about this now?  Well, we're going on vacation!  We're going to be in the pacific northwest for a week and I considered putting up an ad on craigslist.  If it works out, it'd be interesting.  I've always had a fascination with seeing Kevin top another guy (What can I say?  He's a stud and I want others to know it!).  At the same time, I'm kinda worried with what it'll do with the relationship.  It's one of those things that sounds good in theory, but will probably be a big let down.  I've had a few hookups in my day that weren't very satisfying and a threeway just seems like more variables that can end up going wrong.  We'll see!

By the way, the load count to the right is probably off.  I need to be a little more diligent about updating this blog more frequently.

Things you say... and don't say

"Fuck!  I love it when you do that!"

And I knew what Kevin was talking about.  This was right after we were playing with the new lube and I had just unloaded into his ass.  He was talking about the way I took control when I had him flat on his stomach.  I varied my angles as I pulled all the way out and then pushed it back into him with the weight of the fuck on my hands as I held him in place. The ferocity of the assault made an audible smack that reverberated through his core. Yes, he was talking about the position and then way I used my hands on his hips as leverage to hit that sweet spot that makes it feel good, but he was also talking about the aggressive nature of the session, the confident masculinity of it.

We've talked about it before.  Most guys I know wouldn't want to bottom for a guy that's tentative and unsure of himself.  And that's the problem sometimes.  Kevin's not used to bottoming (I'm one of maybe ten guys in a colorful past full of sex clubs and bars that has been able to make him bottom), so I have to take it slow sometimes.  But it's really hard to watch the guy you love grimace and not be tender.  It goes the other way around, too.  Sometimes, I lose my hardon while he's fucking me and he stop to check in on things when what I really want him to do is flip me over and pound the shit out of me...  and when he does that, he gets me hard again and I'm losing my load on the sheets quickly after.  But I get it.  You don't want to cross the line from passionate play to sadistic lust.

So even though we talk about it, it sometimes just doesn't work out.  And there are other things we haven't said to each other, but we know it just doesn't work or works way too well.  I love getting blowjobs, but he sucks really hard sometimes (to the point where I think I got a bruise/hickey on my cockhead) and I know that I can't make him cum through oral alone (no matter how hard I try, I can't get him to blow with my mouth alone...  but he knows how much I love swallowing his massive cum loads) so we don't even bother.  We haven't talked about it, but he knows my nips are wired...  and that the best way to get me going is to alternating hard play with playful licks.  He knows my back is really sensitive and I know he really gets off on the sexual power of making my body respond involuntarily, so I give in to the feelings a little more and let him tickle me even to the point of exhaustion.  I know that he might be soft when I start playing with his ass, but by the time I get my cock balls deep, he's going to be rock hard and oozing precum...  but that as far as it'll go.  I'm working on him cumming with a cock up his ass, but it's taken awhile.  I'm patient though.  Nothing like feeling a tight ass spasming around your cock when your bottom cums.

I'm sure there are other secrets...  Even after a decade of exploring.  But I'm a happy student, perpetually learning more about his body.

We still experiment... with lube

Who says couples don't experiment a decade after they start dating?  Of course, it's not as exciting as you'd think.

We were away on a weekend getaway with a couple of buddies.  All staying in separate hotels, but getting together for dinner and drinks and volleyball in the park.  On our way in, we were pretty rushed.  We both had meetings in the morning, both didn't pack until after we got back home from our meetings and then we rushed out the door to beat the Friday afternoon traffic.  When we got to our hotel and checked in, we realized we forgot one thing: lube.

Big fans of silicone-based lube here.  Wet Platinum is our favorite cause it doesn't leave a sticky mess and lasts a lot longer than the water-based counterparts.  Kinda hard to get off the sheets and off the body, but well worth it.

I know what you're thinking.  How about spit?  To be honest, rimming doesn't do anything for me these days: both giving and receiving.  And I'm just not wired the same way as I was back in my twenties.  When it hurts, it's a sharp searing pain, not a dull ache that throbs.  Just not fun.

Cum as lube?  Fuck yeah, but multiple loads are hard to pull off.

So, we ended up using the lotion in the hotel room.  It got the job done...  for Kevin at least.  He flooded my ass with his load and I was leaking out for a few hours.  But the lotion just became gummy while I was jerking off and I barely worked out a load while Kevin was fucking me.

But we did notice an adult bookstore on our way to the hotel.  We decided to stop by after lunch with our buddies.  It was a combination novelty store, video arcade and strip club and the parking lot was packed.  We both got cruised on our way in.  I think one of the guys broke his neck on his way out even.  He walked out as we were walking in and he stopped dead in his tracks and stumbled a bit.  I'm a pretty average guy, but still was a bit of an ego boost.

I checked out the lube and I just couldn't do it.  I couldn't pay $30 for a small bottle of lube that I already had at home.  But there was a bottle of Wet Cool (or something like that), a silicone fortified water-based lube with a cooling agent.  It smelled like peppermint...  and it was half the price.  We figured, it was worth a shot.

Let's just say, fucking with Icy Hot is really wierd.  We flip fucked over the course of a few hours and each time, we had to take a shower after wards.  Something weird about a tingly cock and ass. Really tingly!

Still it was fun to experiment.  We're gonna save it for a really hot summer day.  Maybe pour out the whole bottle on him and play slip and slide with our naked bodies.  I just might accidentally slip in the hole...  over and over again.

Even up the score

So, I decided to keep count.  Keeping a little scoreboard off to the side. The thing is, I can't tell if the board is just a reflection of what's happened or somehow directing what's happening next.  Kevin dumped two loads into me to even up the score.

My little "issues" cleared up and I was horny as fuck.  I knew he's not a morning person, but I also knew he gets turned on when I get really aggressive.  I woke him up by pinning him down (as much as a guy half his size can do, of course) and ramming my tongue down his throat.  He was startled awake, but I had him in place: knees on either side of him and my whole weight on my hands pressed down on his shoulders when I leaned in.  He tensed up for a quick sense from the act and then I felt him exhale and his body went limp.  At the same time, his cock twitched and he gave into lust.  After riding him a bit, I ended up on my back with our lips locked in a deep kiss when he loaded up my ass.

The next evening, he returned the favor and pounced on my while I was reading my favorite blogs.  He knew what I was reading by the tent I was pitching.  It wasn't as good as the real thing though, as I wasn't fully hard.  But I'm the same way when Kevin gets aggressive.  My body immediately responds with a surge in my cock.  He ended up pounding me pretty hard on my knees, grabbing me firmly by the waist and loudly dumping a huge load in me and kept on pumping until he fucked a load out of me as well.  Squeaky bed, barking dog, fuck it all...  he needed to unload.

Fuck that was hot.  But was that us being horny or was that me engineering it so that we could even up the load count?