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I used to go to Pleasure Chest on Pitt St and score some loads at lunch-time or during the afternoon. Nowdays, is there anywhere reliable for day-time dick? Signal? HQ? any of the bookshops (Pitt, Market, Oxford)??? Any particular days or times more reliable than others?

Made an arrangement to hook up with a dude from BBRTS in a nearby suburb. Took me a bit to get ready and get over there, but when I was waiting for the elevator to his apartment, when the doors opened, this short, HOT, muscly, sexy fucker with big attitude hustled out and pushed past me.He was fucking gorgeous. I turned to watch him continue before the doors closed. he said 'if you're going to XXX (apart no.) don't waste your time.' That was the apartment I was heading to... on the spur of the moment I yelled 'wait a bit...' as the doors closed. Anyway, although he was TDF, I'd made an agreement and I'm a man of my word, so I went to the apartment and knocked on the door. The dude who answered was way trashed (I don't mind that, but I wasn't), a bit stinky ... not showered recently enough from all his PNP (that's fixable with a shower) and was way, WAY, fatter, pastier, whiter and squishy-looking than his pix. Unlike the other two points, this one was a problem: I don't judge people by their bodies and like to fuck with a wide variety of guys, but I expect honesty, not having my expectations set then shattered. Basically, I don't want to be misled. I walked in anyway, but after he leaned in for a smelly kiss I realised even after a shower it wasn't going to work for me, so I apologised and said exactly that "sorry dude, it's not going to work for me" and turned and left. By this time maybe 5 min had passed since the hot fucker had got out of the lift and headed to the front door. I wasn't even sure if he heard me say "wait" ... so I was eager but hopeful that he might still be there. When I got into the foyer, it didn't look promising. No sign. So I headed slowly for the exit. Then a heard a low "Hey." then "Mate. Over here." I turned and saw that the door to fire stairs was ajar, but I couldn't see through the crack into the dark behind. I took a punt it was him and went over and pushed the door. It sure was him and as he stepped aside to let me in, he grabbed my balls and pulled me towards him and we started to kiss. An aggressive, tongue dueling, spit sodden game of tonsil hockey. It was getting me hard all of a sudden. My hands moved from round his back to find his chest and his zipper. He was ripped. Big chunky pecs. I slid one hand up his shirt and started to stroke one of his tits while the other fiddled with his fly. I could feel his dick swelling in his jeans. It felt really fat and meaty. He helped me free it from the denim and I slid to my knees and started worshiping it with my throat. Oh my god, it was hard, straight and fat and just kept sliding right down to the back of my throat. In some positions and with some dicks I find deep throating hard yakka when hits my gag reflex, but not his and not in this position: he was perfect height to fuck my face to the max. It was fucking hot and part of me wanted to keep taking it and feel his cock shoot down my gullet and swallow every drop of his load. But part of me wanted more. He could sense that too and without letting my mouth leave his cock, he hoisted me up by the back of my jeans so I was bending over and he could slide his hand into my pants. I took one hand away from stroking his tits so I could loosen my jeans so his hand could reach over my ass and his fingers start to play with my hole. Nothing needed to be said: I pushed my ass on to his fingers and he knew I was up for it - right there in the fire stairs. He pulled out of my mouth, turned me around, pushed me over to the metal railing and pulled my jeans right off my ass. He nudged his hard and spit-wet rod against my hole and I pushed back expecting some resistance and pain, but I was so hot for it, it just slid right in, right up to the hilt. He started fucking slowly then built up speed in time with his breathing, pounding and steaming like a fucking freight train. I thought he was gonna bust his balls in me then, but he paused and pulled out a bottle of poppers and gave us both a snort. When it hit me I was on fire. My ass went loose and he started groaning as he fucked me first pushing in from the left then from the right and so on like I was getting reamed from side to side. He then got slow and pulled right out till my ass made that schlup sound as is closed then he'd thrust right back, all the way, in. Again, again and again. Finally he leaned forward and whispered (first words since the "hey, mate, over here") over my shoulder into my ear, his breath and tongue tickling my ear lobe "I'm gonna blow". Not where he was gonna blow, just that he was. And I had no choice but to take it. Not that I wanted anything else! But he held me fixed so I couldn't move one hand on my side, the other on my shoulder, pressing me against the hand rail. And he slid his cock in and out, short strokes, really, really rapidly making lots of friction on my ass then held it not all the way in, but almost out .... so just the head was inside me ... and I felt him blow. 3, then 4, then 5, then 6 scalding hot jets of his jism hitting my gut cavity where it'd been fucked tender. insanely awesome. I reckon we stayed like that, not moving, for maybe three of four minutes. Neither of us wanted to break the spell. Then all of a sudden there was the sound of a door opening a few flights of stairs above and footsteps. We pulled apart and pulled out pants up and quickly exited through the fire door, still doing our pants back up. Worse, there was a delivery man in the foyer, looking at us suprised, but kind of laughing at us pulling our clothes straight. He asked us where something was - we had no idea - when the door opened behind us and some dude came out. We left him to deal with the delivery guy and we scurried out of the building. A cab was slowing on the street outside and I hailed it, hoping I could get the sexy fucker to come home with me. He watched me and I jerked my head to the cab but he shook his head. I was about to say something like "fuck that was hot, how can I see you again?" but again he shook his head wanting me to stay quiet and he nodded toward the cab, a "go on, get in" kind of look. So I did and he turned and started sauntering up the street. I sat there re-living it in the cab all the way home... as his cum started dripping into my jocks. I even toyed with the idea of asking the cabby in for a quicky, but although he was do-able he wasnt that hot and nothing else was gonna match the hot fucker in the stair well. Not even close.

Took three and gave two in the last twelve hours with 2 different guys. One soft, gentle, slightly girly Khmer guy, dark skin, smooth, compact, and a surprisingly long dick. He picked me up from my apartment in his car (cars are expensive in Cambodia only the wealthy have them, most of the guys I've been hooking up with ride motorbikes instead) and we went to a flat behind the royal palace belonging to one of his buddies who's out of town this week. According to the shag, the dude who lives in the apartment is straight and single and hasn't been laid in ages. He'd also just bought a new matress. We fucked on this dude's couch, dining table and christened his new matress with a load of sperm I shot while being unloaded in from behind. We made all sorts of noise and assuming the neighbours could hear us as loudly as we could hear their radios and late evening conversations, the apartment dude will surely get some quizzing by his neighbours when he returns! I managed to get him hard again quite soon and rode him on his back (smearing my earlier load into the new matress good and proper) until he popped again. I tried to blow again then but couldn't. But I did get really hard and horny in the car on the way back home and so when we pulled up outside my apartment building I pulled his face into my lap and face-fucked him and gave him a deep throatful as a parting gift. The other two were with one of my now-regular Cambodian fuck buddies. We were playing around in my pool this afternoon and getting frisky, but had to keep it under control given the nature of this place, but with woodies in our swimming shorts we ducked into the gym room and I gave him a quick one in the toilet cubicle, with him bent over the hand basin. Didn't take long, and he was grimacing into the mirror trying not to make noise. Cute. Back in my room after a shower, both naked, we started looking at photos from a ride we went on together recently, sitting kind of on top of each other in the same chair. Didn't take long for cocks to bone up and so I turned around and lowered myself on to his pole and rode it until he was really close to cumming then stopped and clenched just to bring him to the brink but keep him from blowing. I kept doing this four or five times. He was beside himself. We lowered ourselves onto the floor and he fucked me from above, long dicking slowly until he couldn't hold it any more. Feeling him shoot made me blow pretty much at the same time. He's now taking a nap on the bed, I think I'll wake him up with the woody I've got from putting these down in writing....

OK ... 36 hours after previous post. Last night's was OK, just a blow-and-go-shag. But today was spectacular. A totally ripped muscle guy with a Yakuza-style tattoo disappearing down his abs into his pants. Long hair, but washed. Aggressive kisser and literally tore off my shirt as we made it in the door. Pulling away from his probing tongue and grinding jaw, I followed the tattoo into the pants - he was going commando - to a big, curved, cut cock but with kinda loose skin so almost quasi uncut. Flicking his erect nips with my tongue was enough for it to swell into a big bent rock-solid veiny number that I couldn't stop myself sliding my throat muscles up and down. While I sucked away and made myself gag on it, he was big on talking about 'gotta stay clean' (clean? that's what I do with a hose before hand) and 'gotta use condoms' but he didn't even give me a chance to go and get them from the bathroom, he clearly just wanted to ram it raw and not feel bad about it. I wasn't gonna be the one to stop him. He fucked me on the floor, the table, my desk, the window sill, the sofa and the coffee table. Doggie-style, flat to the ground, standing-up-bent-over, on-the-back-legs-in-the-air, legs-forced-180-degrees, and from beneath. He was fucking rough. The kink in the dick gave my hole a good stretching and he liked to slam it in from an acute angle. He had me yelping like a bitch. Fuck it was good. And he made it last: almost an hour - pretty good for without chemical enhancement. Eventually he slowed down and got all kissy-and-romantic for the last long slow deep strokes and the shuddering moans as he blew a massive load deep up me. That was pretty damn good. We lay back and tongued a bit and, quite gentlemanly, he pulled me off till a shot my own load. Unneccesary for a rough top, but kinda nice. But fuck I wish he hadn't. It took him all of 3 minutes to get rock-fucking-hard again and jump up and slam back into my ripped-raw hole. It takes me a lot longer than 3 minutes to get back into it and up for it. Usually if I know I'm lucky enough to get more than one load, I'm not thinking about cumming until the end of the session, or at least before a decent timeout break. So I'd thought we were done: my hole had closed up and I was so not ready for the reaming he gave me. He had me pinned right down: he came into me from under my legs and pinned them up with his shoulders and pushed down on my biceps with all his weight. - He's one strong muscly dude and although I could probably have prevailed had we had a standing start, I had no chance from down on my back. He fucking drilled in his previous load into my sore and bruised hole pulling right out and brutally slamming back in, over and over. For 20 minutes I badly wanted it to stop -- and I've never wanted to stop getting fucked before -- and I groaned aloud, but I gritted my teeth and took it. Finally he got even harder and faster ... a few minutes before I couldn't believe that would have been possible ... and shot his second load in me, within 30 minutes of the last one. Despite myself I was impressed. He got up, left me moaning and leaking cum and a bit of blood onto the sofa, pulled on his shorts and walked out. As he went he said 'thanks. hot ass. next time, we'll have a decent session.' !!!! At first I was relieved it was over but now I'm boned-up wanting it all over again.

Am in Cambodia. Lots of hot sexy Asian guys. Especially lean, ripped, darker-skinned dudes. Very hot. And real easy for a white guy to score. Most of the local men don't want to use rubbers though I make the offer. I've unloaded in 3 guys and been fucked by 4. Plus a reasonable amount of repeat business. One sexy young thing -- just 22 years old -- is always at my apartment door wanting to fuck. His cock isn't huge but he bangs away with such energy and enthusiasm, and his abs look just so fucking hot as I'm on my back and he pounds into me, that I can't resist. Although he calls himself a top, I threw him over on his back last time he was getting close to blowing in my ass so I could turn the tables and fuck my load into him for a change. He couldn't get enough of my dick begging and moaning and shot his load all over his ripped chest and belly while I was still sliding the length of my cock in and out of his tight, spit-lubed hole. And boy was his ass is lean and tight... and makes my average-sized (but decently thick) white cock look so much bigger :-) I held him down with my hand around his throat and kept fucking him while he writhed in pleasure until I busted my balls into him. I held the head of my cock near his rim rather than blow fully deep in him so he could hopefully feel the spurts of my cum shooting inside. One of the other guys (just a once off so far, but hope I can get a repeat match) is a nuggety, dark-skinned muscled up dude with tatts and piercings and a rock-hard bent cock. I had him on his back on the sofa with my knees on the floor and was fucking his tight shaved ring and twisting his tit rings when I decided I needed his bent dick up me, so I climbed on top of him and pinned his hands over his head - which made his biceps flex ... fucking hot - and lowered my ass down on his dick. He moaned and thrust up to push it deep into me. I started to bounce up and down slowly at first then increasingly aggressively. He blew quicker than I would have liked ... maybe only 5 or 6 minutes but it was enough for me to shoot when I felt his hot cum up me. Without letting his cock or cum slip out I blew my load all over his chunky pecs and sprayed some on his chin. I'm hoping to get a group together to play this weekend, but the guys seem to shy away from the idea of three-ways or groups. Still, I can make do with the pleasures available... meeting a new one for drinks tonight. Will see where it leads.

In Phnom Penh for a couple of months get in touch at bbabelfish [at] mac dot com

That's fucking HOT man. I love to be used by a top like that.

City Department store ... thin, sexy young (early 20s) shop assistant flirted with me so I asked him to write his number on my docket, but he said meet you outside main entrance in 5 min... sure enough he went and took a smoko. We had 15 min. Went to into the mall toilets (not his department store) and into the disabled cubicle, and he got down to suck my cock. I prefer to get fucked, but he was so sexy I wanted to fuck him. I played with his ass and he squirmed like he wanted it. When I pulled him around he said 'do you have a connie?' - I said no. So he got back down to suck me off. I reached down to feel his cock. Nice and hard, uncut. Longish and thinnish, like him. It was popping out of his pants that he'd undone. He was already dripping pre-cum. I gave it a few strokes and turned so he could rim me, and he stood up and pressed his uncut head against my hole. I just pushed back and without hesitation he thrust it in. So much for no condoms. It only took him about 30 seconds of quick and hard pumping to unload but he held it there for a good minute afterwards kissing the back of my neck, twisting my tits, and letting his cock soften. After he pulled out, he stood there and watched me pull myself off and shoot on the ground. some gobs of my cum landed on his shoe and trouser leg, and watching me got him hard again (oh to be that age again!) so I got down to suck him again and tasted my hole on his cock. That lasted about 20 seconds before he pushed me off and said, "shit, I've got to get back" so we pulled up our pants and snuck out of the cubicle. I stayed to wash my hands - he didn't, so he went back to work smelling of our fuck. I sat on the bus home with his jiz leaking outta my ass. Hot.

Bluepsyclone: FUCKING HOT MAN. Just the kind of thing I love ... getting fucked raw outside. dark laneways 1 of the best.

dude, just moved back to sydney ;-(

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