Sunday, May 15, 2005

 

BENDOVER BOYFRIENDS I HAVE KNOWN (Part 2)

Our first foray was the weekend we visited San Diego. Maybe we felt that, for our first time with another guy, we should proceed when we were safely out of town. Rule #1 in this fuckfest of fun is, never start off at home, at least not your first time. Go for a neutral place.

Also take along a couple of potential partners' info/email address/cell phone numbers. Because most of them will flake out or otherwise stand you up. This kind of Speed Dating in overdrive moves so quickly you have to be prepared for all contingencies. We advertised nearly a week in advance. Way too soon we discovered later. But we still heard from guys. With them, you can put an ad the same day and probably hook up that night. Women are a lot more reticent. There seems to be inherently with women a state of caution, where you size each other up. They take their time, thank you very much.

Our cute Asian boy flaked out. But we did get together with B, a really sweet, nice-looking guy around mid 30s. For our first playtime, he was exactly what our doctor ordered. We met him at a gay watering hole in San Diego on a Friday night for drinks and nibbles. We all knew it would be a "go" from the first sighting. He thought we looked exactly like our pix, we felt the same, although he did not send us a more "intimate" shot. What we saw of his head shot we knew we liked.

The table talk proceeded along the proper lines. D especially asked him certain things, just to make sure we were all on the same page. My partner has run across several guys who ARE just "bi-oral;" he tends to toss them back into the pond. He wants someone willing to explore all the orifices. And willing to top him, especially. No room for beginners here he feels. B says he has never gotten fucked by another guy, he is not sure about that, but he has no problems being the top for both of us. This is acceptable.

Unfortunately, he reminds me very much of my former writing partner, who had threatened me with a lawsuit some time back. Fortunately I move beyond that comparison rather quickly.

B had been with one other couple, they were married. They sounded voracious. When B came the second time to their house for play, they practically raped him as he walked in the front door. Not even a "hello" or "how are you" or "would you like a drink?" He sounded rather offended. I like that in a man, don't you? His charm was distinctly boyish though, and very appealing. He should be raped as he walks in the door.

TO BE CONTINUED

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