TravelGuy1956

If you are meeting men on line,  then post in your profile exactly what you want.   As for picking up a trick in a café,  talk with him BEFORE you go someplace to fuck.  Ask him if he prefers condoms of not,  it's better to discuss it before you get to your room and are naked,  followed by disappointment and awkward exit.  

I guess you could say I am a very aggressive bottom.  I like a TOP that can take as good as he gives for nipples and ball squeezing,  foreskin chewing etc.  I draw the line at slapping the face,  because a TOP got carried away and slapped the side of my head and busted my ear drum.  Also,  not sure if this falls into the "rough" category, but maybe more of an endurance test,  when a TOP pushes my limits with toys up my ass and down my piss hole. 

In the mid 1970's,  I attended a party where prizes were given out for such as,  biggest cock,  most hairy chest,  etc.  I won a dildo for being the youngest,  and the oldest man won a jar of lube.  He approached me and asked if I would like to find out how many times 63 could go into 16....The answer was 3! 

Terms such as raunchy, kinky, and  nasty are all relative terms.  They are another way of setting ones personal limits.  I don't think anything is raunchy,  but I do admit I have my personal limits,  most often mine exceed the limits of others.  Having said that,  it's rare that I find others that share my interests.  My submission to this thread would have to be my obsession with piss and medical play.  I really enjoy getting catheterized and drained of my own piss and then having my bladder refilled with the piss and cum of other men,  even better if it's chem piss.  I have more unusual interests,  but this site bans referring to it.

For me,  it started years ago.  I had a lover that liked to watch others fuck me.  At first I was uncomfortable with it,  but I began to like him watching,  ignoring him and focusing on the man doing the deed.  After we split up and I moved across country,  I discovered the baths.  They were fun,  but even better when I had an audience while being fucked.

Rainy day in So.Ca.  cruising the booths at the bookstore and hooked up with a muscular construction worker that had the day off due to rain.  Crammed in the booth,  our pants down around our ankles.  Me nuzzling his hairy chest and gripping his big cock,  and he slipping a wet finger in my ass.  We decided at the same time to go elsewhere to do things right.  I followed him to his place and we parked in the alley and went in the back gate into the house.   In the guest room,  he was plowing my ass good.  The rain was really coming down and we didn't hear the garage door when his partner arrived home.  Hearing us fucking,  the opened the door and shouted "Mother Fucker"!  Looking up,  standing there was my Jr. High School gym teacher.  Dressed in a hurry and got the hell out of there.  A few days later,  I called him at the school to apologize.  He said it wasn't my fault,  said the blame was on his partner.  Teacher (coach Jim) and I hooked up a few times and he and Brett (construction guy) eventually moved their relationship to "open" and I played with them in 3-way and in group scenes.  

On 9/10/2022 at 9:11 PM, ErosWired said:

I can’t speak to that, because I get the circle you’re talking about no matter what brand I use. Curiously, though, the circle isn’t always the same color. I imagine the circle is actually a visual artifact produced by the way the blood vessels in the eye respond to dilation.

For me, at least, I’ve always seen that circle as a confirmation of what I’m for, and what’s about to happen to me, because the circle I see looks exactly like an anus with a slight gape to it.

Damn,  I thought it was just me seeing "the circle".   I wondered what it was for years.   

I'm sure I was born gay,   I have always known it.  As for my taste in sexual activities,  it was a matter of try it and see if I liked it.  If I did,  I'd explore further,  if not,  I'd not do it again.

For me,  you can call it butt...ass...hole...man hole...but if a guy uses any fem terms,  I will tell them to not do it again.  If they do,  it's game over and one of us will be getting dressed and leaving.  As a kid,  I was subjected to too many slurs that discounted me as a male.  I was made to feel as if I was "less than".   I eventually was able to except myself as a man,  and I expect the same from my partners.

Just spent less than 5 bucks at the Dollar Tree and got several packs of Glo Stix AND a tube of brand X  K.Y. type lube.  Fun in a dark room making them disappear down my piss hole. 

I didn't know there was a wrong way...LOL!  But seriously,  I tried the dinner route and our guest told us he was flattered,  but he was not even gay.  We finished our dinner and he never returned to our home.

That reminds me of the double standard at a local federal park near where I live now.  A straight couple were actually caught having oral sex by park rangers and simply told to move on.  When two guys were caught,  the ranger got on the radio and called local police AND the sheriffs office and the "suspects" were arrested and taken to jail and had to be bailed out. 

As a teenager living in Orange County CA.  I came across many homeless types.  Back then, mid 1970's ,  things weren't as locked up and no surveillance cameras around.  I used to like to explore abandoned buildings.  There I would find homeless men.  I would make a deal with them, being under age,  if I gave them money to buy me some booze,  I'd give them enough so they could get a bottle or two for themselves.     There was one empty old warehouse along a rail spur and a McDonalds close by.  I could get a bag of big macks and offer those too.  After some booze and food,  most of them were very receptive to getting head and or ass.

Man smell is better than poppers,  well almost!

This has happened to me a few times.  Go for it,  I enjoyed it every time.

While barebacking me the TOP said " Damn, you feel good!  I have a buddy that would like your ass,  mind if I give him a call"?

I spell out exactly what all I am into in my profiles on the various sex sites.  Then at bars and baths I often wear a yellow hanky either around my neck or in my right back pocket.  I know it's "old school"  but it still works to get my message across.

I got picked up car cruising one night.  I actually thought the guy was an undercover cop because he was driving a big black Crown Victoria,  but he opened his drivers side door and wagged his big uncut cock, so I figured he was legit.  Back at his place, I began to wonder if I made a mistake,  his car was dull,  so were his clothes and furnishing.  I thought he would probably be dull in bed too.   We smoked a couple of joints over glasses of wine, and made small talk.  He said he was a Dr.  It was getting late and I was thinking about leaving.  Then he whipped out that cock again.  In less than 2 minutes we were naked and in bed.   He was wild,  we fucked so hard we cracked the bed frame,  that didn't stop us,  we just moved to the floor.  Next morning I asked what kind of a Dr. he was,  and he said he was a Dr. of theology,  a Priest!  We would hook up every so often over the next few years.

Totally naked except for work boots on me, him,  or both.  I think work boots look sexy.

My uncle and I looked like father/son couple.  many years ago,  and I mean many,  he would post ads in HANDJOBS magazine and also The L.A. Free Press for dad/son couples.  We met a few and it was fun,  but most often it was just only a dad.  Uncle Rod knew my type and he enjoyed watching, and joining in,  but his excitement went through the roof when we could hook up with a couple.

Outdoor sex is great in the summer months.  As far as others watching,  I'm fine with that,  and if the TOP fucking wants to share me,  I'm not gonna say no.

At baths,  6-8 hours just depends on what their time limit is before renewing.  Bookstores,  3-4 hours.  I have attended a few parties that lasted an entire weekend and stayed for most of it.  And one time I spent 4 days at an amazing parTy where the favors were everywhere.  After 4 days,  I left,  but other guys were still going strong.  Took me another 5 days to recover...LOL!

This place was always a "rest point" in my travels on I 65.  Like most such places,  it was hit or miss,  but when it hit,  it hit big time.  I had so much sex there,  they should have put an engraved plaque in one of the booths...LOL!  I remember a 5 man suck and fuck in the gay theater.  I got picked up by a gay long hair couple and went with them back to their shack of a house in the middle of nowhere.  Ended up staying the weekend there with them parTying.  Can't tell how many sleepers I climbed in with horny drivers.  I'm really gonna miss that place.

Holy shit,  I just thought guys would like to see some popular, but long abandoned stories continued.  I didn't know it would turn into a discussion on ethics and copy right issues.  

Edit:  My insurance rates might escalate,  not my HIV status.