From my Diary..
Sunday 4th August2013... 1pm.
As always Ken had me in his mobile caravan, He travels alleviate country and I guess he has a guy in each place he parks up, but he regularly visits Torbay and when he calls me on my mobile, I know exactly what he wants and he buggers me until I am numb and cannot feel it there any more.
But he treats me well and always gives me a fifty note.
When I arrived he was already grasping himself through his jeans and, seeing his bulge I knew what I was in for and felt the cringe in my rear passage.
"Into the toilet with you dear boy" he said, staring at me with that serious lusty smile that said he was really craving for it.
He seemed to take great pleasure in first doing things in the loo. Sat on the toilet seat he clumsily removed my jeans and boxer shorts and immediately took my cock into his mouth no messing.
His suck was no mean task and he was always rough and touchy feely with his big hands encompassing my ass as he fully sucked me. He sort of liked to spread my ass cheeks as he seemed he wanted to swallow me and then, like a boy scout and ready prepared, he stuck a finger into a jar of Vaseline readily placed on the locker and then stuck it right up my ass without any finis whatsoever.
That was Ken. He took his sex rough and I had grown accustomed to it.
It seemed he was still sucking me five minutes later, by which time the initial hurt of his deep strong sucking wore off and I felt my cock begin to respond in giving me the most wonderful sexual sensualities. He continued to finger fuck me changing from one finger to two and his grunting and groaning between sucking was very loud and I felt his tongue working my foreskin tight back as he pressed his tongue tip into my p-hole with some relish.
"You taste and feel so fucking good Alex, I could have you for breakfast, dinner and tea and even supper, Now turn around and bend over so I can take the flavour of your ass, that so earthy nectar and familiar smell I love so much. I did as he asked and immediately felt his sucking there as he took a rest from my cock. But he licked my balls too and it was nice. It really made me feel complete and I felt so benevolent and comfortable with this guy who took his sex rough and hard, as he wanted it and not thinking of how I did. But thudding matter, he was paying me for services which I mainly enjoyed. The only thing didn't go for is when he loved to pee over my ass in the shower after he'd deep fucked me, I had already felt the hot stream of his spunk all over my ass and now, led into the shower, he showered me with his stinky urine.
I just gritted my teeth and took it, hoping it would soon be over and that he would turn on the shower to cleanse me. But all the time, when he did that to me, I hoped upon hope he would not ask me to drink it, that would definitely be a no go.
I'd suck him before intercourse that was fine. He had a lovely pliable and thick cock which I loved to play with and the way he moaned was a real send on. He said one day he would spunk me in the mouth but wanted to save it for my ass, where he would spend it all at once, deep and plentiful inside his fuck tube as he called it, well prepared with his Vaseline fingers and sucked wide open for his veritable cock to enter, and when that happened I knew it, because he would take my ass like I was a piece of meat, grasp my hips and really hammered me, he loved his deep stiff hard fuck of my ass and he certainly got his fifty pounds worth
When he'd had his worth of me he lay exhausted on the bed and, releasing my handcuffs he thanked and paid me and told me I was still his favourite.
!I want you again next Sunday so come promise?"
I stood up and put my gear back on and made for the door, He teased me saying I was walking bandy but that was no surprise, but I had yet to see David in the evening and it would be an action replay, But I would have at least three hours to recover.
Sunday 3rd August 7pm.
"Hello David, how's you?"
David was always a predictable, considerate and gentle guy which is what I needed after serving Ken.
He would first want to suck me off, usually on the bed or sometimes one the edge of his snooker table.
He had a lovely bachelor pad and was always delighted to see me. Then he would like to sniff me up in different positions, especially on all fours when he would really take time to enjoy me orally everywhere which was always so nice and lovely. I would just relish everything, relax on all fours and let him enjoy me. Then he'd ask me if I was ready and when I said to go ahead, that I was hungry for it, he'd gently slide his beautiful cock inside me which was heavenly and slowly fuck me, holding my cock and balls at the same time until he was drawing near, when he would delightfully wank me so we could cum together. But he would always stop mid-fuck which was lovely because it enable for us both to cherish each other's throb as I tightened my rectal muscles and squeezed him inside me.
But having said that, this evening was different. His idea was that he didn't want our casual relationship to decline so had new ways to spice up our meetings.
I said fine but emphasised I was quite happy with what we did and it always seemed fresh to me.