Showing posts with label Number 52. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Number 52. Show all posts

Friday, 19 March 2010

Hot

Went to the sauna again this afternoon. Generally it was so-so - a bit quiet for my liking, and most people there seemed to be both older and fatter than I am, so there wasn't much to interest me through most of the visit.

Just after I got there, I did see one of the horniest sights I'd seen for a while, which made me wish I'd got there a bit earlier. In the top floor porn cinema, there were a few good looking blokes a few years younger than me (thirties to forties). One of them was a slim, tattooed bloke who was sitting on his towel, wanking his chunky cock while watching the film. After a while he turned to the older, grey haired man on the level above him, who was also fit and was jerking his own fair-sized dick. The grey haired man edged forward and tattoo man started to suck his cock. It looked like a first class blow job, because tattoo man was doing lots of slurping and deep throating the cock. I think I've said here before that I approve of exhibitionism, and tattoo man looked like a great exhibitionist. It went on for a while and grey haired man's groans got louder. Eventually he came to a climax and the slurping and murmuring made it obvious that tattoo man had swallowed the load.

My hard on made it fairly obvious that I was interested, and I was starting to hope that I might be next. Unfortunately tattoo man didn't seem to look my way - but it will stay with me as a horny memory.

Sunday, 28 February 2010

Licence?

Still not much to report. I did get sucked off in our local gay sauna recently by someone who'd done me before. Jim always seems very keen and swallows too. He's also slim, muscular and attractive - but I can always feel his teeth which, for me, makes it uncomfortable and more difficult to get off. Anyway, after a few minutes I shot and he swallowed my load (no persuasion required from me).

I thanked him, had a quick shower and then went to get dressed. By the time I took off my towel, my cock was pointing downwards but had not shrunk to its "normal", quiescent size and was quite prominent. I could sense the bloke next to me looking at it. Then he amused me by asking "Have you got a licence for that thing?"