Throattopman

Top here. I much prefer anonymous sex because I can let myself cut loose and get as aggressive as I want to be (and aggressive as he can take). Plus: with anonymous sex, when it's over it's over. A quick "thanks, buddy" or "good man" and I"m out of there. I've had longer term relationships with strong emotional connections, but if we just met 10 seconds ago and I've got my hard meat hitting the back of your throat -- then that ain't you, and I'm not your emotional connection either. I'm a hard dick; you're a wet mouth. That's it.

I'm a top and I wouldn't do it with someone I hadn't met. The exception would be if I met another top who was in complete control of his partner and wanted me to do it to him (preferably while the top partner watched). If I'm given the green light for this... let's just say I don't want any red lights once it's started. Once when it was over I had reduced a guy to curling up in a ball and crying "Why do I do this...why do I need this..." I didn't have any answers for him. He begged me to do it again but once I'd had him I wasn't interested in doing that again with him. That was his need, and the original time was successful because it wasn't about his needs. This is something best experienced exactly once and exactly once between two people. That holds true whether it's amazing or whether it's a disaster. Something to consider.

Top here. I learned when I was in my early 20s that taking my pleasure meant the bottom would have a good time later. The more I used him to make myself feel good, the more satisfied he'd become. He could go home later and jack off if he wanted - or he could just get his pleasure from servicing a man who knew his true nature. The bottom can work it out for himself. That's his job. He wouldn't be getting used by me if that wasn't his bag anyway. I don't worry about him. I make myself feel good - which makes him feel good in the bargain.

I'd like to whore out a total stranger at an event like IML. Set it up ahead of time on the Internet and meet in his room at the event. Feed him a couple of beers to make him relax. Then lay him on his back and slip a blindfold on him. Make him curl up so I can loosen up his ass with a few fingers and a little bit of lube. Then lay him on his back again, open the door, and let in the men I've arranged. Men who have the right to fulfill any fantasy they want on his body, studly men who have the right to take what they want, how they want it. The one rule for the men: no speaking. Other than that, they can take their pleasure as they like it, wherever they like it. The one rule for the bottom whore: You can't touch your cock or take off your blindfold. Trust me. For as long as it takes. I'd like to sit back with a cigar and a beer, holding his shoulders down and watching as a group goes to town on him. Single, double, whatever, wherever penetration. Cum as you want, where you want as often as you want, while I sit back silently, rubbing his shoulders and calming him down if the scene gets too intense, feeding him poppers on my schedule, not his. Nothing he needs to do but lay back and feel it all, wondering where the next cock is coming from, wondering where the next cock will be cumming. Wondering the next time he's going to feel a hot load on his face or... somewhere else. Wondering how many men there are in the room, what they're doing, if someone might be recording the whole scene. Wondering when he'll be forced to take another hit of poppers, feel dizzy and fall back into the pillow as every guy in the room takes his turn. Or two. Or three. When it's over, every man in the room will have left silently, and I'll take off the whore's blindfold and lead him out of the scene. If he hasn't cum without touching himself from being penetrated over and over again, he would be allowed to suck my cock while he jacks himself. Then I leave too. I'd like to see him again later that night, in a room of several hundred men, wondering who was there, who saw him, who did him, how they did him. I'll know just which ones it was. He won't know. He'll never know.

I don't usually go out to the cruise bar on Saturday - too many "amateurs" (the guys there during the week are there for one thing only). Went out last night, though, and I was glad... The bar has a patio. Way in the back (very little light) were three guys. I got up close and found that two of them were taking turns fucking the third, standing up. None of them was my type, but it made me horny and I got out my cock and started working it. A couple people came out, looked at what was going on, and left. Then a shaved-head guy about 45 came out. He took a look at the three guys but when he saw me working my cock he was right there with a bottle of poppers (good sign). He offered them to me and I took a small hit...then I held the bottle under his nose and made him take a couple of huge hits. When he was done, I shook my head and said "One more", forcing him to take a third big hit, which he did without hesitation (excellent sign). He was on my cock in record time, just sucking it a little, so it was clear he wanted me to do the work, which was fine - I wasn't in the mood to kick back and get blown; I wanted to skullfuck some guy. So I grabbed the back of his head, made sure the whole thing was down his throat and just started fucking his mouth as hard as I could. He moaned hard but was really getting into it, just keeping on the poppers while I pounded his throat. We did this for about 10 minutes. When I had enough and was ready to come I got the poppers out of his hand, took a good hit, then grabbed the back of his head and shot down his throat. No swallowing required. When it was done, he gasped for breath and said "Did you just come?" Awesome. I love that. "Yeah, I just shot a load right down your throat," I told him. I helped him up, he gave me a quick hug, and was gone in 30 seconds. Just the way I like it. If I could shoot a load every night down an anonymous throat I'd be a happy guy.

Get up here on the bed. Clothes off. Now you're gonna lay on your side. Curl your legs up. That's right. Ass exposed. Give me your hand. Give me your hand. I'm going to put it around my big dick. You just hold that there. Now just relax. Relax. You just hold that cock in your hand while I put a little Vaseline on your asshole. Just gonna rub it around the outside. Like that. Feels good, doesn't it. Before we do anything, you're gonna talk to me. I want to hear about the first time you did this. Not with some kid, but with a guy who really knew what he was doing. How old were you? ...Hmmm. Did you want to do it? Sort of yes and sort of no, yeah? That's OK. Just relax. I've got one finger in there. Feels good, doesn't it. The more you relax, the better it feels. Push into it. Push. Into It. Yeah. Like that. Good. Now you're going to tell me exactly what that man did to you. In detail. All of it. That's right. Feel my cock getting harder in your hand? You're doing that. You're doing that. I got another finger up there. I know you can feel it now. You're liking it. So what did he do to you? ... Hmm. Yeah. I see. I bet you were a little scared, and a little turned-on at the same time. Am I right? Yeah, it's OK. It's very confusing. That's where I come in. Three fingers. You didn't even feel it. Push back against me. Feel that cock? Rub your thumb on the tip. Yeah. That's my pre-cum. You're gonna take care of it. You're gonna take care of all of it. Ever since that man put his hands on your body and made you do what you did, you've wanted that experience again. I'm gonna give it to you. Actually, you've got no choice. What I say goes. You can't even tell me you don't want it. I see that look on your face as I push into your asshole. I see how you're jerking my cock for dear life. That's what you want. You might want it more than I do. But after it's done, I may not want you at all. That's up to you. The better you make it for me, the better you make it for yourself... ... Four fingers. Feel how hard my cock is now? That's going inside you. That's going to come inside you. Whether you like it or not -- well, that doesn't really concern me. Getting off: that's what I"m here for. That's right: moan. You want that cock now? You want that cock? :::to be continued:::

Two nights ago I was at a pretty heavy cruise bar in my city -- not much going on because it was the night before Halloween weekend. I did catch the eye of a guy who looked hungry for it. He was about 40 with an average build, masculine but seemed submissive. He went out on the bar patio and I followed him. It was quiet and dark out there (we were the only people on the patio at the time) and he walked up to me and said "What do you want?" "I want you to swallow my load," I said. He was down on his knees in about 5 seconds with absolutely no worries someone might catch us. Hauled out my cock and started going to town on it. My big peeve (besides someone who won't swallow) are those guys who think a blowjob means sucking on the tip and jacking off the shaft. I can jack off at home, I want relief and I want to be in charge of that throat. I pre-cum a LOT, and after a couple of minutes he stopped and said "Please don't say you're getting close." I told him no, and to keep doing what he was doing. We went about 15 minutes out there. No one walked outside. I relaxed and let him do his thing -- very nice, a combination of real suction action and just burying my bone as far down his throat as he could take it. When he needed air, he'd suck on my balls for a little bit. If he slowed down a little, I'd put my hips into it and start fucking his throat hard until he moaned and went back to sucking. It was pretty intense with no breaks and when I could feel him getting a little tired I pulled out some poppers and asked if he wanted some. He did, just a little, but I told him the amount was up to me and make him take four strong drags until I could see him getting dizzy and way horny. Then I hit the poppers myself and went to town, holding the back of his head and fucking his throat roughly until I heard him moan, which REALLY makes me hard and makes me want to fuck harder. When I came I held his head down on my dick and just shot down his throat, telling him "Take it all." After it was over I just rubbed his back for a second and told him I had to go. He said he came to the bar twice a month on the same day and asked if I'd take his number. I told him no, but I'd check back at the bar on Thursdays once in a while to see if he would still be there. Anonymous hard blow-and-go -- the best.

I was in San Francisco last week and had a couple great encounters... as my nickname indicates I'm into getting head and taking charge of the situation. First one was in the middle of the day at an adult theater in the Tenderloin (skid row district). Had a couple of beers at a welfare bar around the corner, then went to the Tea Room Theater (that's its name). It was a real throwback - some guys dealing drugs outside, a window on the street you push your money through, the woman clicks a turnstile and you go in. Very sketchy on the inside, which I like (would not bring a wallet in there, though). The place was DARK - you could spend hours there and your eyes wouldn't fully adjust. Main room had bareback porn on the big screen, about 12 rows with four seats on each side. There was a little space behind the back row where some guys were lined up against the wall, feeling each other up. Behind the screen were two more small video rooms with benches and a cramped toilet. Not much going on back there, so I went back in the main theater. It was the middle of the day on a weekday and there had to be 40 men in the place. I went and stood in the back. The video was pretty hot, but not much action in the audience. A bearded guy in the back row turned around and gave me a look, so I unzipped and stuck my cock in his mouth. He was about my age and definitely knew what he was doing. Within a minute we had a crowd around us. I alternated between letting him go to town and grabbing the back of his head so I get my meat all the way down his throat. When I finally came I held the back of his head till I could feel him swallow it all. When I finished I zipped up and left without looking back. That night I went to Blow Buddies (blowjob sex club South of Market). They have glory hole booths, and also an open-maze structure where tops can walk a catwalk and look down on the cocksuckers below. You see something you like, you both gather at a glory hole (drilled at head level for the guy on the ground). Very open and very hot. I got a couple of OK blowjobs and came once. The scene wasn't happening so I went for a beer nearby. Came back in a while and the place was busier, but the maze-thing just wasn't living up to its potential, so I went into the back where there are dozens of booths with glory holes. Jackpot. It was slow as hell, but there was one guy in a booth with his mouth stuck to a glory hole. On my side there were handles up high, so the guy getting his cock sucked could hang on and really do a number on the cocksucker's throat. This guy REALLY knew what he was doing and was obviously submissive, which turned me on a lot. Rather than let him suck it at his pace, I told him to hold still, grabbed hold of the handgrips and gave his mouth a hard fucking. When he would gasp for air from the intensity of it, I would pull out slllllowly and than ram my cock back in his mouth. Finally I got so hot that I just started fucking it as hard as I could, just to hear him groan and gasp. Made sure that when I came he didn't even have to do any swallowing - I was pushed so far down his throat that I could just shoot a huge load straight down his throatpipe. When I finished, he was panting and sort of sobbing, saying "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir..." I'm not really into the master-sir thing but it was hot at the moment. One big regret on the trip was not getting into a threesome or a group scene - I don't fuck ass but I love to pound a man's face while he's getting fucked by another top or a group. (I also like to have a cigar while a guy's working my tool, but California makes that almost impossible in a public setting.) All in all a good trip. Could definitely use some guys around here whose only interest is having their throats used like a pussy... and a porn theater like that one in the Tenderloin.