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NYBBGUY58

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  1. I don't know if I can separate the elements clearly. The craving manifests as a combination of traditional male arousal in the dick (though due to prostate cancer I don't get hard anymore) and an ache (for lack of a better word) in the ass. I love serving a man, and having him use me, love pleasing him and concentrating on his pleasure is fulfilling. I also want the load and it becomes a kind of competition, where he's often trying to hold out to fuck longer and I do everything I can to get the top to loose control: from intense foreplay (body worship, dick sucking, ball licking and especially ass eating) to squeezing the dick with my ass (still tight at age 63), depending on the guy and the position maybe stroking his balls and if I can reach it his ass. I love the orgasm, feeling his pulse race, his breathing speed up and depending on the guy some kind of shout or groan. In general, I love verbal men who tell me how they're feeling and tell me what to do to get them hard, hot, and then shoot their load(s) inside me. That description is the best I can do. Whether that explains anything is another question. Yes, I certainly enjoy all the things I mentioned, but many others would not. It's like trying to explain why I like the taste of black coffee or tea unsweetened, dark chocolate with as little sugar as possible, sharp cheddar, dill pickles, the colors blue and green, the scent of citrus oils and roses, the feel of silk or really fine wool, etc. I like them because I like them, who knows what ordering of neurons and nerves makes me find those particular things pleasurable? I distinctly do NOT like caramel or white chocolate or coffee loaded with milk and sugar (exception granted for the rare Mocha Frappuccino from Starbucks), weak tea with sugar and overly sweet scents. But many others love them, and that's fine. I doubt anyone can explain subjective tastes.
  2. You mean the Pacific Northwest is MORE repressed than the Midwest? Wow. 🤯 I grew up in St. Louis, MO which was theoretically an urban center, but I personally found the gay scene pretty repressed.
  3. Bathhouses like anyplace else have a vibe. In NYC before HIV hit, Club Baths was a lot less stuffy than St. Marks Baths. The latter was like being in a "stand and pose" bar. BORING. I've never had luck at sex parties, myself in NYC. I'm not a group-sex in the open kind of boy, basically I'm a bashful boy from the Midwest underneath it all.
  4. I will, if not mentioning specific names, since for some guys that's part of the fun - they're fucking a cumdump. It varies, if the guy wants to go there I will. Other times I don't. Overriding consideration for me: what's going to get the top man going. If that means portraying myself as an insatiable slut to be used, that's fine as far as I'm concerned.
  5. YES! Agreed, with the addition in my case of extended ass/body worship of the top(s) prior to that, with them ordering me to smell, kiss and lick their ass(es). Heaven...so fulfilling.
  6. Yeah, but that was in 1977...in Denver at a place called - I'm not making this up - The Ball Park. It was a pretty nice place as I remember it, clean and well-maintained with a baseball theme. There's a reason the 70s are known as "The Decade That Taste Forgot."
  7. A certain amount is in the eye of the beholder, as they say, but generally I think of myself as a completely identifiable gay man. I never troubled myself trying to pass, because I knew it wouldn't be convincing for one thing. Nothing is more obvious (or pathetic) than a guy trying to hide his non-masculine mannerisms; it sticks out a mile and not in a good way. I simply refused to hide, even when it was less than comfortable. My attitude was, "Well fuck that shit. You don't like me, guess what - it's a big world, you're free to go elsewhere and talk to other people. What I do is NOT. ABOUT. YOU." Of course, many couldn't deal with that, whatever I did was an affront to them, a provocation. They might have had an easier time if I'd gone all the way with it, meaning dressed especially femme, though even there I was/am "mainstream with that little twist" (bright colors, cowboy boots, etc. with business/business casual wear). With the guys I had sex with it could be painful. They loved fucking me, but didn't want to be seen with me in public. Sucks. More than one told me in no uncertain terms that I should butch it up, and that would be the death-knell for anything else ever happening between us. Sigh. I say: LET YOUR FLAG FLY, WHOEVER YOU ARE, HOWEVER YOU FIND IT COMFORTABLE TO BE. Let's create a world where all of us can be genuine and comfortable with that. And if anyone isn't comfortable - inevitable, I know - just you do you and let others do themselves. Okay? "If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away." - Henry David Thoreau
  8. Yeah, I've never tried this and have no ambition to do it. I'm tight - it's just how I'm built. I have been tag-teamed by two guys, which is more my speed. I may - underline the may - try for a couple more for my birthday celebration, but will likely stagger them over a period of hours. I'm a little old man, I need time to recover!
  9. I had sex as a teenager with an older man, and the thought honestly didn't cross my mind at the time. I think it was just that I couldn't conceive of anything "bad" like that happening. I was certain of my own immortality. Teens are impulsive and not inclined to consider all the angles in these situations. My prime goal, looking back, was to have the assurance that yes, I was attractive and lovable. Nothing else much mattered at that stage of life, when all I heard at school was "faggot" and how useless I was, and had only the rather distant love and caring my parents could give me. Growing up gay in the Midwest in the 70s was brutal, at least for me. So even though he wasn't the love of my life, afterwards when I would walk through the hallways of my high school and hear the never-ceasing taunts and slurs, I could think something to myself along the lines "You fucking idiots, you don't know anything."
  10. In my younger years, yes. There was one guy in particular with whom I had an affair (this was in the early 80s just as HIV was beginning, open relationships were a thing, though I don't know how his boyfriend felt about it). I'd wake up with his cock still in my ass, but it wasn't hard - he was probably in his 40s (smoking hot guy), I was 24 (ah, the beauty conferred by youth and my utter willingness to worship his body from head to toe) - and I had to ease it out of me so I could get to the bathroom! I remember feeling sore, too. I had forgotten that I was able to sleep comfortably cuddled with that man, thanks for reminding me. That brings my lifetime total of "guys I can sleep comfortably with" to two!
  11. I'm fine with it if the top man wants it...overriding kink as a bottom: MAKE THE TOP MAN HAPPY. Within reason.
  12. One of my most potent fantasies still is about the psychiatrist I was sent to as a child because I was obviously a little (not so) latent gay boy. He wouldn't even discuss the subject of my being gay with me, just tried to get me to butch it up. A fruitless (pun not intended) strategy. But for some reason I find it really hot to imagine having sex with him...probably something to do with the [banned word]. I was with a couple of physicians when I was younger (in my 20s, around 40 years ago). Both of them were fun...but no doctor roleplays! One was into rimming me. The other wanted me to rim him - it was extremely hot, he was a tall, burly guy, we were in the 69 position and he just pulled his cock out of my mouth and pushed his ass in my face. HEAVEN!
  13. Brilliant! Why try to save them from their own foolishness?
  14. For sure! It goes along with my earlier post on my general stance. I'm interested in all sorts of men, my tastes are, uh, eclectic, we'll say. (In this case, a euphemism for "slutty." 🤣)
  15. Either way, I'd be happy to have the guy fuck my ass!
  16. I suppose from that standpoint it makes some sort of sense, they want for the graduates to be conversant in English and another language. It's still sounds laughable, but there's a kind of logic.
  17. I'm not particularly concerned by having sex men of races and/or religions than mine. In fact, I've been known to identify as an "EOW": Equal Opportunity Whore, one who will engage in sex with men regardless of race, religion, creed or point of national origin. I'm considering organizing a "diversity" bang for my birthday in August, already have a northern European guy, a Hispanic guy, a Middle Eastern guy, possibly a Central American guy and an Asian guy. Just have to line up an man of African ancestry, and when it's done I'll basically have the full range of DNA in my ass. I've been with men who are into racial play, one black guy who got off on saying that I needed his BBC in my white boy butt, or something like that. It takes all kinds - a village, in fact - and I enjoy being with different sorts of men.
  18. It does give new meaning to the phrase "implicit bias" doesn't it?
  19. So true. It's like a story I heard of a Spanish-born man at a Midwestern college where he needed to fulfill a foreign language requirement. He suggested that he take an English test, since English was a foreign language for him. They refused, but allowed him to take a Spanish test, since that was defined by the English-speaking administrators as a foreign language.
  20. You have a really hot ass, btw...🔥🍑👃💋👅
  21. Hat's off to you! I just have them sugar my back and around the anus as well as the "t'aint", wax the ears my nose tip, and the rest of my body hair trimmed and/or shaped. My skin is so effing sensitive I could never go totally hairless. Sigh...
  22. I go to get manscaped, but instead of wax they use a mix of water, lemon and sugar - it's called sugaring, in fact. It's easier on the skin than wax is. [think before following links] https://www.byrdie.com/sugaring-hair-removal-101-1717097#toc-what-is-sugaring It makes staying clean easier and also cuts down on irritation since the hairs unavoidably get pushed inside along with the dick.
  23. Believe it or not, years ago in the pre-prep period I would occasionally top and ran into 2 situations: 1. A guy whose ass was UNBELIEVABLY tight worked the condom off of me (on purpose as far as I know) and when I'd cum said casually "Oh, the bag fell off." Uh-huh. I felt pretty stupid that I didn't notice when the condom came off, but it felt so fucking good both ways! He hadn't asked about HIV status so I didn't choose to enlighten him. 2. Another time I responded to an ad on a phone bulletin board ( early 90s, pre-internet, pre-PreP and prior to my being diagnosed HIV+ by several years) saying something like "I'm throwing a party in my ass and you're invited." I called him, arranged a time and went over. He'd left the door open, was lying on a sofa bed with his head propped up by pillows and had his eyes shut. I think he kept them closed most (if not all) of the time which made me think he wanted to be blindfolded but was a combination of too embarrassed and uncomfortable to do that. We did a little foreplay after he asked me if I wanted him to "start sucking" - he taught me a great way to lick a guy's balls using his lips, felt awesome. When it was time to do the deed, he asked if I wanted lube. I said yes, and he handed me one of the lube/condom packets from GMHC. I lubed up and went in bare, he didn't ask and I shot a load in his ass. I still fantasize about it sometimes, that was an incredible orgasm. Both of these situations were ethically cloudy; I probably should have behaved better. All this to say, in the heat of the moment you may be able to convince a safe sex top to bareback, but I would agree with @BootmanLA - there are plenty of guys who love to bareback, find one of them and go for it!
  24. Mine are: sniff, smell, manscent, facesitting, face sitting, gay facesitting, faceseat, forced ass sniff...yep, definitely a theme here.
  25. I wasn't tested until 1993, and it came back positive. Honestly, I don't remember a specific illness prior to that. But in the late 80s there was a period where I would get what felt like an awful flu every summer. It was miserable, I felt like I had a bad case of norovirus (aka stomach flu), fever, chills, sweats. In 1988 I started getting skin rashes, which one doctor maintained MUST have been when I sero-converted (she was pushing for me to start cramming anti-virals down my throat before they'd come up with a reasonable approach; I refused because I'm a stubborn SOB). I also remember a really bad flu in the early 80s, again more like stomach flu. But there's no way to know for sure.
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