ShootDownMyThroat

I’ve had too many experiences with monitors interrupting me at Eagle. It’s so frustrating not to get the load.

Meanwhile, an update of my own. I’ve recently sucked off guys in the restrooms of Rebar and Atlas Social Club. I’m not sure it’s a regular occurrence at those places, though the Rebar encounter turned into a small group out in the open.

The Monster? I’ve never seen any sex happening there. Where is the dark room?

I must say that Germany has the best bathhouses I’ve come across in my travels. Most bars have dark rooms, too. And then there all these really attractive German men who don’t just stand around but actually get down to the business of being pigs like men should.

Thanks. I feel like I’ve missed an entire form of communication, lol. I’ll,try Wire. Any others I should be aware of? (New Yorkers—I’m also happy to meet in a bar.)

Nobody loves dirty talk more than I do, but what is this W app everybody’s talking about? Can somebody point me to more information?

My whole life, I’ve made a habit of not cummimg for long periods of time to keep myself in a mood of transcendental horniness. You’re absolutely right about the shamelessness. I’m usually ready to drop to my knees anywhere, in front of almost anyone. And I love having guys watch. They recognize me later and smile. When I’m not sucking cock, I talk about it with like-minded guys. Love hearing sleazy stories about load counts, having them show me photos on their phone of their faces covered in cum (we all have photos like that), getting the bartender hard with dirty talk, going to the restroom to suck off a guy I otherwise might not normally feel much attraction to but I just need to pig out. When I do cum, I always try to feed the hungry. Let’s be good to one another and not waste our loads.

This is my approach, too. I have sucked off thousands of guys, and will always maintain that the vast majority want to be deep down the throat when they cum. Some want me to keep hauling as they shoot, others hold my head down. Occasionally I can “gulp” a guy past my glottal when he’s about to orgasm, and then things can get trickier but with practice I figured it out years ago , and the feeling of a warm load pulsing directly into my esophagus is as huge a thrill as I know.

I’ve noticed that dark rooms are making a comeback in NYC. Where are the best places for a cocksucker nowadays to get on his knees and gulp loads?

Cum gulping pig here. Manhattan.

I have always loved sucking guys off in restrooms. Done it hundreds or even thousands of times and have never been arrested or rebuked or roughed up. Check out some of the hookup sites that list cruisy areas (Squirt is one) and stick with those locations. I don’t know, I don’t find it hard to figure out who’s there for action and who isn’t. Sometimes I stand at a urinal and wait for a visitor who may also stand there a little longer than usual. Or I sit in a stall and use the foot tapping method. When you dither or delay, you increase the chances of being interrupted. Get down on your knees and start hauling for that load you crave. Enjoy having other guys watch. And yet, at the same time, have a little common sense, somehow. If you hear someone new enter, you have to stop until they leave or you figure they’re there for the same reason I have also left my number or used the numbers others have left. Had some great hookups as a result!

Love seeing these. Congratulations, guys, and thanks for turning me on. I can’t tell you how much I want to share photos and videos of myself here and elsewhere. But, while I send them sometimes in one-on-one conversations or on hookup sites, for work and personal reasons I cannot put them openly on the internet.

Of it’s any consolation, when I first started going to adult bookstores, I didn’t even think you were allowed to touch yourself inside the booth. That’s how naive I was. Eventually, I noticed the tissues on the floor and got the idea guys were jacking off. I thought the holes in the partitions were for spying on your neighbors. Once, I kept leaning over to look at the guy jacking off in the next booth. All of a sudden he pushed his cock through. I was shocked and ran away! lol. Finally, on another occasion, a guy who’d been cruising me gave me a significant look as he disappeared into one booth, locking the door, and I figured out I was supposed to go in the next one. He offered his cock through the glory hole, and, my head spinning from the raunchy thrill of it, just dropped to my knees and hauled away like a man starving in the desert. I couldn’t believe I could just go to a store anytime and suck cock whenever I like! Go in! You’ll get over your nerves.

Since we’re getting into race: As a well-hung white cocksucker with 40 years of experience who, when I finally need to go home and sleep, likes to feed my load to the hungry, I can say without qualification that the very very best cocksuckers are all Black.

I too have sucked off gonorrhea, usually anonymously in dark rooms, public parks, bathhouses, restrooms, and at glory holes. I’ve had oral gonorrhea and chlamydia several times. (Anybody else get turned on by talking with their doctor about this kind of thing?) Because when I finally need to go home and get some sleep I like to feed my load to another hungry cocksucker, I’ve also had the same two infections genitally. This is all easy to treat and I can’t imagine curbing my cocksucking desire because of them. I want to mention something more controversial. I started sucking cock during the worst of the AIDS epidemic. I was always way beyond promiscuous, and always swallowed. This was the era before PrEP. And I have never gotten HIV. My doctor wonders if I’m one of the rare people with natural immunity. I do know some guys who feel certain they got AIDS from sucking cock. One of them was a Christopher Street bartender who was a famously fabulous cocksucker. Despite his pos status, which he told me about, I shot my load down his throat many times over the years without ever getting HIV. Just something to think about. We all have to make out own choices.

It can be hard to get your foot in the door for a first appointment, but Callen-Lorde is great. They have one in Chelsea and a new one in Brooklyn. Specialize in treating LGBTQ. You can talk to them about anything.

Fellow New Yorker here, and it sounds like we’re twins. I remember the unbelievably sleazy old days, but I have to say that as conservative as politics seems to be getting, I notice a big uptick again in public sex. Love it. I am the man of a thousand sex stories, but if we’re talking kind of out-there crazy, there was the time I sucked a salesman off right in the third-floor window of a certain famous shop on Fifth Avenue. Just an insane spontaneous moment. I’d gone in to buy a jacket, and all of a sudden I was on my knees There have been other episodes in stores, but one I remember with pleasure happened on Christopher Street. I went into a shop to buy speedos for the beach. Weekday afternoon, three young guys working, nobody else in the place. A handsome, sexy black guy was helping me, and he encouraged me to try one on—not the usual procedure for swimsuits. I could tell he REALLY wanted to see me in it. The two other guys were smiling—they knew what he was up to. The dressing rooms were three curtained partitions on top of a platform on one side of the store. I put the speedo on, making sure my cock was stretched upwards to show off my bulge to greatest effect. I love showing off. When I opened the curtain, the sexy guy was standing right there. He’s telling me it looks great on me while staring right at my crotch with a super horny look of serious cum-need. He’s licking his lips, asks if maybe it’s a little small on me, he’ll show me how to rearrange myself—and he touches my bulge. I of course by now have a huge hard-on, I’m popping out of the top. The other two guys are standing below, watching. Mind you, we’re not inside a dressing room, we’re on the platform at the top of the stairs, so anybody walking in the store or even looking in the window would see everything. The sales guy drops to his knees, yanks down the speedo, and starts hauling away like a starving man. He was F-A-N-T-A-S-T-I-C. In no time at all I’m shooting down his throat, and when I’m done he looks up and gives me a big handsome smile and says wow, then thanks. I pull the swimsuit off my ankle and say, “I’ll take it,” and everybody laughs.

“Account suspended,” unfortunately.

Thanks. I don’t know Florida at all, but am usually a “sex tourist” on my vacations. If there’s a great sex club, I want to go there.

That’s definitely how I am as a cocksucker. I want as many loads as I can get, and as fast as I can get them. If I’m hauling on a guy’s cock and he’s not ready to cum in a minute or two, I start losing my concentration and interest.

There was also a bookstore downtown on West 6th that could get incredibly busy. I’m told it’s now a restaurant, which is kind of appropriate. (I swallowed a lot of cum there.) I’ll be sorry if the old places are all gone. What are the best ones now? I’m a total pig—like to suck cock, gulp loads, get facials, in public places with other guys watching. It used to be I could of that in Leather Stallion’s restroom (though the two guys that ran it pulled me aside a couple times and in the nicest way possible told me I should tone it down or the Health Department would shut them down). The men’s room at Man’s World was basically a dark room. And there was a leather store on Clifton run by a fellow pig with whom I had sex right there in the store a few times. (He was a fantastic deep-throat cocksucker.)

I have a variety of T-shirts I ordered online, all black with white lettering: SWALLOWER I SWALLOW CUM PIG SHOOT DOWN MY GULLET And so forth. I love wearing them in bars and anywhere else I’m cruising. Guys grin, some seem turned on. The ones I like best walk up and talk dirty to me right away. Other suggestions made above I use too—love dirty knees. And if I see a guy with a bulge, I stare at it and run my tongue over my lips lasciviously. And you have to be really ready for action anywhere. All of these methods together bring results. I don’t think anyone sucks more cock than me.

I came of age in Cleveland in the 1980s. Moved away many years ago, but it appears I’ll be making a rare visit there next month. Back in the day I spent an unbelievable amount of time sucking cock in adult bookstores along Brookpark Road, downtown, on West 25th Street, and in the restrooms of the Leather Stallion and A Man’s World. Does anyone know if any of those old places still exist? I’d love to revisit them.

It was always that way, wasn’t it? I don’t suppose they’ve added a glory hole section, have they? I’ve been wishing for a Blow Buddies East, with its famous “milking wall.” (So terrible the one in San Francisco closed.)

Family and regular friends, no. Gay friends—you bet they know, as do certain bartenders around New York, because when I’m not on my knees swallowing cum I love to talk about it, and to hear other cum pig’s sleazy stories. It turns me on when my friends joke with me about my love of sucking cock and gulping down loads. And it’s fun—we men are all pigs, we should embrace it and enjoy it. No reason to hold back or be embarrassed. Let everyone in the bar look at the hard-on in your jeans while you tell me about your last glory hole experience or show me that picture on your phone of your face covered in jizz.