I wanna jump ahead two years ...

I wanna record this for a couple of reasons. One because it just happened and it is still fresh in my mind and two because I have a couple of requests to share it.

If you’re following this blog by now you know that my fuck bud, hotstr8cock and I have to meet up when we can and so it requires some planning. We usually meet at a local hotel. I check in for an over night and he joins me. Well, this past weekend was one of those nights. It was a complete role-play that I’ll share later in the form of a full story presented as a fictional encounter in a shopping mall but really more fact than anything else. For now I want to just get some of the detail of our last meeting out there.

We met Friday at 4:30 about 10 minutes from the hotel. I was on my knees by 4:45.

We had a couple of tokes to take the edge off and he kicked back, opened his shirt, spread his legs and let me go to work on his meat. My job was to get him hard and keep him that way for as long as I could. Party drugs are a big part of our play and so within 20 minutes he had taken his first cap of E. I had already taken G. The result was that he was completely tuned in to every sensation in his dick and every touch on my hands and mouth on his body and I was hungry for cock.

For the next two hours I worked his cock, bringing him to the edge over and over. I stopped counting after he told me urgently for the 12th time, “Slow down, slow down, stop … STOP!!” I deep throated that perfect str8 boy cock over and over, licked it stroked it, worshipped it from his “taint” all the way to the tip and into the piss slit, on and on for hours. When the two hours were up and after a few “tune ups” on pot, he took his second E and I dropped my first. WE shifted into high gear; into it now for the long haul.

The next few hours passed in a long delicious blur of sucking, exploring experimenting, teasing and torturing his body, while he moaned and thrashed about repeating again and again …” fuck, fuck oooohhh Fuuuuuuuckk”

The detail for all of this will be in the long story. For the purposes of this blog, you should know that at 2:30 after we’d be been playing with only a short break for 10 hours, I finally MADE him cum. I’d been working him steadily for an hour. He was on his third E and I was on my second G. His cock was still rock hard and had been dripping and feeding me small spurts of cum mixed with precum for hours. This time when he told me to slow down I did … momentarily before I made up my mind I was going to force it this time. I knew he couldn't hold back any longer.

I deep throated him over and over and finally he came; great huge blasts filling my throat my mouth. Even after he came I continued stroking his meat, working his nipples, feeling his cock get softer but still thick in my mouth, still stretching my throat open.
He lay back exhausted and I settled down between his thighs, rested my head on his belly; my arms draped across his legs and just relaxed. I could feel his rapid breathing slowing and his heartbeat in his cock returned to a normal rhythm.

We crashed for a few hours. When he woke me at 5:30, lying in bed beside me it was to put my mouth on his nipple and to stroke his already hard cock. In a few minutes we were back at the couch; him kicked back, and me on my knees feeding.

He wanted to cum again. That was obvious. From the moment I put my mouth on his cock, my fingers on his chest he was ready. He began bucking his hips forward, forcing his cock down my throat.

“Stroke my cock, faggot,” he said roughly and as I did he got hotter and hotter. Finally it was “Suck me. Suck me, NOW!” I did deep and slow and within a few strokes he was pumping another huge load into my mouth. My second load for the night.

Satisfied, he said, “Ok let’s crash for a couple of hours before I go home.”

Your Faggot Mouth

This message was from February 09. We had a plan to meet at my place early in the evening and play thru the night. He always messaged me to taunt me as we built up to the day. He knew I would be counting the days, the hours until, I heard him come thru the unlocked door.

Ya see, then the question is...who's really in control? You might think you are cause you got me kicked back on your sofa -- a hot str8 boi all fucked up on e, legs splayed wide and hard cock throbbing between my legs... and you're forcing my legs wide apart and you're mouth-milking my str8 meat and working my nipples at the same time, and my head's thrown back and I'm moaning and going

"What the fuuuccck???!!! GAAAWWD!!!" as your hungry mouth devours my meat, and you're thinking "fuck yeah...I got this str8 boi exactly where I want him...fucking piece of suckmeat for the taking...."

But ya see...what ya don’t know is that a str8 boi like me is ALWAYS in control, cause I KNOW what I got between my legs...and I know a faggot like you'll do anything to get your mouth on my piece of str8 meat. Sure, my eyes are closed and my body is totally groovin on your hot wet greedy mouth feeding on my body, but hey cockpig, I can walk away from this anytime cause I got lots of pussy waitin’ to ride my hard tool, and I know you'd do anything to keep your hot str8 boi here on your sofa, stripped down, legs spread, hard dripping cock on display ready for you to feed on... cause I know I got what you need, cockpig...a hot piece of juicy str8 boi meat ripe for feedin’ and that can stay hard and dripping for 6+ hours...basically a cock that can keep up with your greedy hungry mouth.......and I know you fuckin luv it when I get you fucked up on e cause I know that only makes a faggot like you hungrier and a str8 boi like me can really enjoy it when I let your faggot mouth loose on my body....

Dude You’re Gonna Be Horny

My str8 boi likes to send me an email or two a few days before we are scheduled to meet. Either that or we chat a bit. He uses it as an opportunity to find out how hungry I am. This is one of the messages he sent me back in 2008. He was coming over to my place that Saturday night and we knew we would have a long uninterrupted session in the perfect surroundings.

I see you're getting yourself in the mood for Saturday.

Bet you'll be thinking of my cock a lot this week...sucking it...licking it...milking it and all real slow, enjoying this piece of hard str8 meat in your mouth.
Because we got all day and night, I'm gonna make you tease yourself with my meat for hours before I let your mouth go to town on it. You're gonna spend a couple of hours just working my cockhead, licking my cock meat up and down the shaft, and servicing my nipples with your mouth, but staying away from the usual suckfest on my cock.

Lets see how hungry I can make ya...before I finally slide down on the sofa, spread my legs real wide, show you my hard throbbing piece of meat with a string of precum drooling down my cock head and I say "yeah you fucking faggot...you doing my body just right, so you earned the right to feed on my meat....enjoy my cock and my body, you fucking cock pig..." So your mouth goes crazy on my cock...your hot wet greedy mouth devouring my meat, milking it with your hungry mouth, up and down, grooving on the taste of str8 meat down your throat, as your hands explore my body, tweaking my hard nipples, making my str8 boi bod so fucking hot...and you thinking."Fuuucck! This str8 dude's hot body is a fucking playground for faggot mouths, and it's MY faggot mouth that's doing him.... can't fucking believe my mouth is all over this str8 boi bod...."
Dude: you're gonna be SO fucking greedy for my cock by the weekend...fuck yeah, I'm counting on it.
As for holding you back to make sure you do my meat real slow,,, LOL...nah, I might just let your mouth go all faggot on my cock....see what your feeding frenzy is gonna get me. Fucking luv to feel a faggot mouth go crazy all over my piece of str8 meat ... and no worries bout your hot wet hungry mouth milking a load of str8 boi cum out early...cause ya know I got staying power. I won't be shooting until I'm good and ready, no matter how hot and wet and milking your mouth is. Ya see, that's another thing I got over all those other str8 dudes...my meat can stay hard and hot and dripping and riding the edge all fucking night...long enough to feed your cock pig's hungry mouth till you're satisfied.

2 Years Ago: June 14 2008

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summer, 2008

After our first meetings it was clear, at least to me, that I was going to want to do this again and again. Conflicting schedules and commitments, and other people were getting in the way. I was away on business and contacted him to let him know I'd be in a local hotel for a night and was he available; could he get away from his girlfriend for the night. This was the response I got back.



Dude, I can tell that you are SO fucking hungry for my str8 cock.
Haven't you been gettin' fed, or have you only been feeding on faggot cock lately?
No substitute for primo str8 meat, eh?
You want this str8 boi kicked back, legs spread wide, shirt open, NIPPLES EXPOSED, pants open, meat hanging out, COCK ON DISPLAY, dick hard and ready to feed your hot hungry mouth?
We can pull the curtains and shut out the light.
I'm gonna get you SO FUCKING STONED, and make you marathon FEED ON MY MEAT, ya know? You're gonna be WORSHIPPING MY NIPPLES and MILKING MY MEAT all fucking night and the next morning.
You’re used to 6, maybe 8 hours at your place. That's fucking nothing compared to how long you're gonna service my str8 bod this time.

I’m gonna have a meat-hungry, cock-worshipping, nipple-licking, faggot to service my bod....You bet I’m gonna make every fucking minute count. A Hot str8 dude needing a hungry wet mouth. Cock greedy faggot craving str8 meat. Both fucked up on e, pot, poppers. Locked in hotel room all night. You fucking do the math.
You getting scared after hearing this? You sure you wanna be stuck in a hotel room all fucking day and night with this horny str8 stud with a hard piece of meat between my legs, and knowing I got your hungry faggot mouth I can use all day and night? You up for the challenge?
You think you can keep my str8 dude body hot and on the edge for 12+ hours? When's check in? When's check out? You sure you're game?

in the beginning

When we first hooked up on the chat site, it took a long time to put anything together; upwards of a year, I'd say. When we finally set a date to meet it was clear that it would be an all nite affair with lots of party favors.

The time and place were set and I contacted him to get some clarification about what would happen that night. This was his response:

Let’s get clear on a few things here. What goes on between us is not a negotiation.

Your job is pretty clear.

Feed on my cock

Worship my str8 meat

Keep my dick hard and drippin and on the edge all nite

Use your mouth to service my hot str8 dude bod

Use your tongue to tease my nipples, balls and hole

Make me forget about bitches’ hot pussy whenever your hot mouth is around.

In short, just do what you do best, cocksucker.

My job is pretty simple. I got what it takes to keep your faggot mouth, tongue and hands busy with my hot str8 bod. My job is to kick back and let you feed. I’m pretty sure I can keep my cockpig happy with my meat.