The Persistent One

He had hit me up on Adam4Adam for a month, a slight, muscular verse dude who said on his profile he couldn’t say no to a big dick.

But the timing wasn’t right. 

My partner “Van” and I were busy, or running errands, or out in California at Blatino Oasis. Then I was in Atlanta for business.

But he was persistent. “I will hit you two up when you get back.”

And tonight he did and the sex was worth the wait. 

I fucked him and Van fucked him and he fucked Van and I fucked Van while Van fucked him then I fucked him while he fucked Van. And on and on for two hours.

I had to get up and turn on the ceiling fan the room got so steamy.

We took a few photos. Here you go:

Blatino Oasis officially checked off my bucket list. Would I do it again?

Well my partner “Van” and I have struck Blatino Oasis off our bucket list.

The men were beautiful, the weather perfect and we couldn’t have picked a better place to stay – the Santiago Resort.

We met lots of cool peeps, including running into big-dicked porn actor Cutler X while trolling the kinky back paths of the CCBC resort where most Blatino Oasis events take place.

But would we do it again? Nah, don’t think so.

The pool party bored us. We had already seen some of the featured exotic dancers the night before at the Copa Club.

Plus the entertainment started late and there were long gaps between acts, so things could have been organized better.

We left the pool party before the sex show featuring Remy Mars and others but some of our friends told us the performance was lackluster and abruptly ended.

And the sex party Saturday night was mostly young stylish black gay men running around in small herds, ogling at and chit-chatting about the relatively few people having sex.

In fact most of the people having sex were white men and not the Latin and Black men this party attracted.

Several folks who had attended past Blatino Oasis events said this was the least fun one they had attended in years.

So Van and I solved that problem by inviting two guys back to the Santiago for a nice foursome, including the slim guy we played with on the first day.

Because hey, when you reach a certain age you learn how to make your own fun wherever you are.

In Palm Springs for Blatino Oasis

Well my partner “Van” and I have arrived in Palm Springs for Blatino Oasis.

It’s a beautiful little sun-kissed town in the California desert.

Restaurants, mountains all around, shopping and a definite gay vibe.

We are staying at the Santiago clothing optional gay resort. I’m already by the pool. These shorts are coming off shortly.

Blatino Oasis festivities start tonight.

I’ll let you know how things go…unless I’m having so much fun I forget to blog.

The Postman returns…but doesn’t deliver

The Saturday before Easter the mailman returned. I hadn’t seen him in more than a year.

Turns out he had transferred to a Post Office in Washington DC and was no longer delivering in my Baltimore hood.

But he was home for Easter and wanted to take off the edge by having a threesome with my partner “Van” and me.

He was still as handsome and tight-bodied as ever. A few pounds heavier but all in the right places.

Still it was a weird threesome. 

It took him like an hour to prep. I thought he had fallen asleep in the downstairs bathroom.

Then he needed a drink.

Then a little weed.

Then Van and I started tag-teaming his little brown ass. But then he got spooked by us taking pics and abruptly left.

No biggie. You win some and lose some.

Here are a few pics:

In the Hot Seat

“Shelton” has been my buddy for years. He is one of the wisest and kindest men I have met in this gay life.

Shelton is a tall, beefy, chocolate brother who speaks with a mild twang of his native Texas.

And he is also one of the biggest freaks on the planet.

I was hanging out late in D.C. a few weeks ago and decided to stay at Shelton’s instead of trekking back to Baltimore.

We stayed up a bit, watching TV and eating Shelton’s delicious homemade brownies. Then I hit the sack in the guestroom.

The next morning after I took a shower and was still nude Shelton called me over. “Hey I have a new toy I want to test on you.”

Oh shit, what is this crazy Negro planning, I thought.

Shelton rummaged in his closet and pulled out what looked like a toilet seat on four short legs. 

Shelton’s toy looked like this.

He pulled out a bottle of lube, lay on the floor naked on his back, put a pillow behind his head and the seat over his face.

“Oh I get it…this makes it easier to eat ass,” I said.

“Yup, take a seat Immanuel.”

I did and Shelton starting lapping at the ridge between my balls and asshole, making it wet. Then he inserted his thick, big tongue into my asshole. It felt delicious.

He didn’t forget my dick, which had gotten hard because I was stroking it. He managed to pull my stiff member down through the opening and licked the head.

After awhile I pulled it out of his mouth and kept jacking, which was easier because it was wet from his saliva and the lube.

Shelton kept right on eating my ass like he was savoring bon bons from a box of fine chocolate.

The pleasure built till I couldn’t take it any more.

I came, my thick nutt dripping over my balls like glazed icing.

The whole time Shelton had been jacking his dick, which is nine inches long and almost as thick as a Coke can.

I got up from the chair and got between his legs and started sucking his dick.

That freak must have been on the edge. I barely got my mouth on his dick before it started twitching he moaned loudly. 

I pulled my head back and smiled as he blew a big nutt.

We both had to get dressed and get to work but it was a great way to start the day.

“How did you like my new toy,” Shelton asked as I was getting ready to run out the door to catch my Uber to the office.

“Loved it,” I said.