Seems logical doesn’t it? You’re horny, and you get to feast your eyes on some bare ass of a hottie without spending so much as a penny. OR you’re not horny until you see that bare ass. Spending money may come into the equation if you want to go further by playing with that ass, instead of just gawking at it while it’s on stage.When I entered the contest back in 2004, I saw someone who seemed willing. The problem was that the feeling wasn’t mutual on my end. So I ended up going home alone, back to Brooklyn where I was living with Mom at the time, and there was no same-sex company allowed for me. However, these past 2 times I’ve entered the Ass Contest, not only have I won it with this most recent time ending in a tie, but I left the Urge with a hottie ready, willing, and able to please me with some dick.
The 1st of these 2 times, was from my post "Urge 'N' My Ass Again". What I left out of that story was how I left with a couple of guys visiting from out of town who saw me in the contest. There was no intention of a 3-way, and no 3-way occurred. The guy hitting on me was a mix of Asian/Latino and something else. I was sitting near him before the contest, and neither him or his friend said a word to me. So it's like after the contest, my bare ass is revealed, and all of the sudden my ass is a must-have.
We went back to their hotel room, and I was taken into the bathroom. We did it doggy-style and then we changed positions where he sat down so I could ride his dick. Besides liking the feel of his dick, what made the sex hot was the fact that he was so loud. You see, I love it when a top is just as or more verbal than me. Most tops, especially Americans, tend to be so quiet without so much as a good moan and groan. That's probably another reason I'm single is because hearing verbal displays of pleasure coming ONLY FROM ME becomes a big turn-off real fast. I mean, WE"RE FUCKING DAMNIT! I like your cock and you like my ass! Let not just me, but US make some fuckin' noise that says "This is some epic sex!".
This most recent win was a trip. First off, all of the other guys seemed nervous because they didn't know what to do. I told them that they just simply drop trou, show their bare ass, and the audience votes - that's all. When I told then that I did it before, they thought that alone was going to make my win. But they really though I had it cinched when one of them ask me did I win, and I admitted that I did win - both times. I however thought that night I was going to pass over my crown when this tall, muscular, hot Hawaiian living in San Fran with obvious junk in the trunk showed up. And I didn't hesitate to tell him that. Well, that night all of our predictions proved correct for the most part, because I did win like the others were predicting. But the crowds applause was so close, that they declared it a tie, so as I predicted, the Hawaiian hottie won as well.
Now I didn't want to fuck his prize-winning ass. But I wouldn't have minded groping it while he gave me some of that thick dick of his. But that's not the fuck session that happened that night.
After the contest, I went to sit across from where I was sitting beforehand, which was near this thick-eyebrowed blond cutie who before the contest, paid me no mind at all, because he set his sights on the go-go boy, Shay. Well after the contest, I seemed to become more appealing. He looked over at me, and gestured for me to come by him. I didn't move until I decided to go to the bathroom, and tease him by walking past him. We exchanged glances as I walked by, and he followed me into the bathroom. Too bad it was winter, and too bad I was alone. Too bad it was winter, because I was wearing my long trenchcoat. And too bad I was alone, because when I went to the bathroom, with it being NYC, you don't leave a nice coat like that unattended, so I was wearing it as I took a piss. The blond guy came up behind me and started feeling me up. I just smiled, reached back for a squeeze of his thighs (I'm also a bit of a leg man), zipped up, washed my hands, and went back to my spot.
That wasn't the end of the staring match. It wasn't with the blond, another round just started with someone else. As much as I would have liked it, the blond didn't get to tap my ass.
This someone else was a French cutie. I noticed him watching me, and I went over to him. Funny thing is I had to pass the blond to get to the French stud. We started pretty quickly getting physical. He kept feeling my ass, and I kept slipping my hands down the back of his pants to feel his. We left Urge to go back to his hotel, and he gave me just what I wanted. Besides a gorgeous face to look at. Besides a nice body to massage. Besides a soft ass to grope while his nice cock gets massaged to a happy ending by both my mouth and asshole - not once, but twice. The additional way he gave me the fuck that I wanted is by him giving me sounds. Sounds to know that he liked the prize-winning ass that he brought back with him. And for that, I didn't dare to hold back in giving him the same in return, because for those sounds, he deserved knowing of his prowess.
It may seem arrogant of me to talk about my ass this way. Believe me, I know that I'm a lucky man to have a much liked ass at my age, so I don't take what I have for granted. I'm just having some good, safe, fun. And I hope you're doing the same.
Their is no stumbling into never never land where your ass is concerned. It is as muscle bound, plump, squeezable as if your were 20 years old.
ReplyDeleteTheir is only one criticism, I have about part of your message. I do not see how any one making it with you would do so for money, when yours is such a tight ass to plunder.
Paying for fun, is also not fun; it is 'quick get it over and done with, will you!' Where is the fun in that?
Like rare vintner, isn't an ass, especially yours, fun period to be celebrated with splashing it's m entire load over the mouth, as well as else where in a timely manner?
Yes, I have made the error earlier on, by paying for some guy just because I thought was so cute; but looking cute, and being cute in intimacy, in exchange for money, are very disparate sentiments which do not transalte into pleasure.
It is exactly that; 'quick get it over with, will you!'
**fans self and swoons**
ReplyDeleteThose pics are something else. The story isn't bad either. :-)