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?

Sometimes there are issues

Sometimes, we have "issues."  And no, it's not the yelling, plate-tossing kind.  It's a code phrase between us meaning my ass is off limits for awhile.  I get hemorrhoids once in awhile and it just ain't fun. 

So, when my baby got horny last weekend, it meant he had to get ready for a pretty good pounding.  To be honest, I don't think I've fucked him this many times in a month ever.  I jumped into the relationship is a versatile bottom knowing full well that he was a total top.  Over time, though, I think we changed.  I guess being together for over a decade does that.  It's even evident in the guys we lust after.  The age group we oogle over shifts more and more to the older side, thankfully.  And now, when my ass is in recovery, sometimes he just wants a good fuck no matter who's on top.

I was waking up from an afternoon nap since we were going to be at a show later that evening and I was beat from playing ball.  He noticed me stirring and grabbed my hand and rolled onto his stomach.  Even when he bottoms he's pretty aggressive.  I was still hard from a dream and put my whole weight on him while I interlaced our fingers and nuzzled his neck.  My other hand reached for the lube.  I started to tease his hole with my cock head after greasing us up.  Full contact from head to toe, my front to his back, and my cock pointing straight at his hole.  A couple of gyrations and the tip was pushing through his hole before it popped back out again.  He's really tight.  Back in and out, teasing the hole waiting for it to open up for me.  Flexed my cock and it swelled up while the tip was inside and he let out a sharp gasp.  A little too much and I had to back off.  Just for a sec.  His back arched and I waited for him to relax again.  When he breathes out, I push in hard and go balls deep and he moans.  I can feel the moan reverberate through my own body as I lie on top of him.  We were in a bit of a time crunch again so I said fuck it.  Got up a bit and grabbed him by the small of his back, put my full weight on him and hammered it into him until I shot my load.  He flipped over and was hard as a rock and we made out while he shot a huge load on his chest.  Had to take a pic of that!

And he was patient.  He waited five days before he couldn't hold back anymore.  I got home from work and he pounced on me.  He tore off my shirt, pawed at my chest, pulled me close and kissed me hard.  Shucking off my pants, he lubed up and was standing behind me.  Pushed me on the bed and when I started to flip over, he grabbed my waist, pulled me up on all four and into position.  He meant business.  And luckily, I was hungry for it too.  Hard as a rock and he could see it flopping about a bit as it pulsed and smacked my stomach a couple of times before dangling between my legs.  He slowly pushed in, but with enough pressure to let me know he wasn't going to back down.  He was beyond that now and needed my hole.  He fucked me good and I could actually feel him cumming inside me.  I could feel each pulse and it lasted awhile.  He was still hard afterwards and tried to fuck me after he regained his senses.  His thrusts glided in and out so easily I knew he dumped a massive load inside me.  At one point, I even felt his cum dripping down my balls.  That was enough to send me over the edge and he pushed in deep while I came.  I didn't cum much.  To be honest, I jerked off that morning before work.

It was intense.  And even though my "issues" are inconvenient.  It sure does make an explosive session once I'm back in the game.  And getting Kevin's sweet, tight ass in the interim makes it even hotter.  I wonder sometimes if he thinks I make it up just to get his ass.  Ha!  Don't hear him complaining though!

The ultimate pig

So, Kevin and I were in the car driving to...  I don't remember where, actually.  We started talking about the blog and how I wasn't sure if I was bending the truth with some of the details since I usually don't have time to write about it until a day or too later (but he says I'm spot on).  Then he asked what I was going to use as filler material for those days in between our trysts.  Of course, it wasn't a question, but a prelude to a list of topics as he rehashed some events from his wild days.  He broke the bed one night fucking a guy he met at a bar since he was half drunk and had a thick condom on so needed the extra roughness to push him over the edge...  then quickly kicked the poor guy outta bed after he finished.  Had a number of wild nights at the sex clubs, but never had a bathhouse experience.  A couple of funny experiences working out the language barrier when he used to cross the border for some fun.  To this day, we still sometimes grab the other's cock and, in a pleading and breathless voice, say "hurt.." in reference to a guy that he hooked up with and how turned on he was when he was fucking this bottom that would pant and gasp saying the word while stroking his hard cock.  It's a way of summing up that ultimate experience where you're spurred on by this intense feeling of sexual power in dishing out both pleasure and pain.  And of course, that led to recounting my expieriences.  Whereas he hasn't been to a bathhouse, I've been to a few (and it's funny cause we're both a little confused as to the logistics of how the other one works).  I had a relationship that went a little sour.  But, it was the perfect intersection of trust and emotional disconnect that allowed experimentation to flourish.  He knew I'd stop if it got too far and we were past the point of putting each other on a pedestal and instead just responded to each other as sexual animals.  So we got into everything like watersports, flogging, ice, wax, fisting, bondage, toys, piercings, cbt.  I found out that I can piss while fully hard during oral sex, but pissing while fucking a guy is a lot harder to pull off.  Kevin, on the other hand, hasn't quite gotten that far.  However, he's had far more experiences than me with anonymous sex and such.  Together, our experiences combined would probably make the ultimate pig.  You know, the one that would be a helluva lotta fun to meet!

Posting a couple of pics here off topic.  Lately, I've noticed that I precum a lot more.  Wasn't until this year where I noticed it.  I used to be quite envious of guys that leak.  Bit of a cum freak so I was always turned on by a guy that would gush from foreplay.  Even dated a guy briefly that leaked so much, he visibly stained his shorts from making out for five minutes...  enough precum to soak through his underwear and through denim jeans.  Don't think I'm quite like that yet, but still a bit of a surprise.  Funny how your body changes over the years.

A Nice Way To Snooze

Another late night for Kevin.  Bad for him, but great for me.  And it ended up being one of those days where it would have been nice to snooze all day.

He was up for awhile when I stirred in the morning.  I was in a bit of a fog as I stumbled out of bed hoping it was later than 5am, which is the time I usually wake up in the mornings (without an alarm clock).  Zombie walked to the bathroom and had to lean against the wall to take a leak.  Still was pretty hard when I washed up and walked back to bed with Kevin there laying face down and his ass wiggling at me.  I knew what that meant.

I stripped before hopping on and sliding his boxers down.  He helped me halfway through and kicked them off and then pulled his shirt off.  Before he laid down again, I wrapped both arms around him from behind in a tight embrace.  We flopped down with my whole weight on top of him and stiffy wedged between his ass.  Feeling his heat from head to toe, skin on skin all the way down to our feet and squeezing him tight made my cock drool.  It wasn't long before I was humping him, kissing the back of his neck and feeling his soft hair in my face.  My cock found the hole and I slowly entered.  I felt him stiffen up for a second and backed out.  Thrusting softly and teasing his hole while I squeezed him to my chest even tighter.  And that's when he let go and with a sigh sucked me into him all the way, balls deep.  I just laid on top of him for a second, enjoying the warmth of being inside him while the cool morning air nipped at my back.  Then slow rocking, in and out...  all the way out before fucking it back in.  I wanted him to feel the length of my shaft. He was breathing heavy and as I was still holding him tight to my chest, I can feel the deep moans reverberate through his body.  When it came time to flood his ass, I pushed in as deep as I cold and held still so he could feel each pulse as I shot five or six squirts of juice into him.  And we stayed like that for a good half hour.  Enough for us to both doze off for a bit.  I started to come back when I felt myself softening up and being pushed out.

Great way to start the day, but we had to get going and go to work. Sure wish we could have stayed like that the whole day.  Feeling his warmth; him feeling my warmth from the inside and out.  And just losing time staying connected.