Date: Tue, 17 May 2005 13:02:50 -0400
From: Tony Colon <hungreole@hotmail.com>
Subject: Travel Diary - Boston Part 1

Thanks for all your comments about my previous entries. Here's another
one.

This story involves consensual sex between adult men. We all make our own
choices in life. If barebacking and partying bother you, stop reading
this. Yada, yada, yada

Travel Diary -- Boston Part 1

My job keeps me traveling around a lot and I don't get to settle in one
place very long.  This time I was assigned to work in Boston and I was
staying in a hotel in the Back Bay.  Not knowing anyone and wanting to
get off, I signed onto a local bulletin board.  I posted that I was
looking to get piggy that night.  As usual, I posted a photo of myself
(reclining on a chair, dressed only in a dirty jock and nipple clips,
licking my Jumbo Jack Dildo).

After cleaning out, I checked my e-mail and saw I got a response from S.
S was looking for some serious ass play including rimming (a personal
favorite of mine). His photo also interested me as he was dressed in
black chaps, with a large black Rambone Dildo sticking out of his ass.  I
called him and after a slightly strange call, we decided it would work
well to meet up with him at his apartment.  It was close enough to my
hotel that I decided to walk. Seeing that S. was into leather, I tried to
figure out what to wear, given I wasn't home and didn't have a lot with
me.  I had my black leather motorcycle jacket and a pair of faded ripped
jeans.  So I put my cock ring on, put on the jeans (commando style), a
white tee shirt and the jacket.  The hotel had a back entrance you could
come in and out off through the garage, so I wouldn't call too much
attention to myself (I didn't want to scare the old ladies in the lobby,
with my cock tip hanging out of my pants).

I got to the address and this good looking guy was hanging in the
doorway, wearing just nylon running pants and an old tee shirt. It was
also obvious he had no underwear on from the hardon he was sporting.  I
asked him if he was S. and told him who I was. He didn't seem to know
who I was.  I reminded him that we just spoke a little while ago and he
realized his confusion.  S. apologized and said that he thought I was
someone else he set up a play date with.  I was disappointed and started
to go but S. gave me a quick look over and told me to come on up.

His apartment was a type of railroad layout (all the rooms off a common
hallway) on the third floor of a walk up.  He told me that he had
roommates but they didn't mind him having company.  His TV set was
playing an old Christopher Rage video that I loved, Manholes.  Spreads
out on his bed were dildoes, lube and a couple of bottles of poppers.

He told me to take off my clothes and make myself comfortable. S. then
asked me if I partied -- it didn't come up in our phone conversation.
Although I wasn't planning on it, being the piggy that I am, I said
sure.  S. excused himself to get a pipe from one of his roommates.

Since S. told me to make myself comfortable, I lubed up my trusty old
Jumbo Jack and started to enjoy watching the video.  S. came into the
room already smoking a bowl.  "I see to are getting comfortable," S.
said as he handed me the pipe and took over playing with my hole.  There
aren't many things as enjoyable as smoking t and having someone work
over your hole at the same time.

I handed S. back the pipe and he put it down and began eating my ass with
gusto.  He licking my bud, nibbled, chewed on my lips and I swear he
unhinged his jaw to shove his tongue back up through my colon.  I was
getting into this when he asked to get on all fours.  I was enjoying the
tonguing but I figured S. was the type of guy who liked to be in the
driver seat so I didn't complain.

S. was still dressed at this point and decided to take off his running
pants.  Wow, was I happy he asked me to come up.  He was bigger and
thicker than some of the dildoes on the bed. " I'm going ride your
bitch ass tonight," S. said as he slapped my ass.  Without further ado,
S. slammed into me up to the hilt. It took me a little by surprise and I
must have yelped. S. stopped and asked me if I was OK.  I said yes but I
wasn't quite ready for him.  He immediately apologized and told me that
he still had his head on about his other play date, who liked it on the
rough side.

S. offered me some more smoke, which I happily accepted. I grabbed a
bottle of his poppers and took a big inhale.  S. took a hit of the
poppers too and began again to gently fuck my brain out. Slowly but
steadily S. worked his cock in and out of my ass until we got into a
rhythm: I was able to match his thrusts in with a push back of my ass.  I
could feel S. getting ready to cum and I tightened my sphincter around
his tool. He  filled me with an impressive load.  Before a single sperm
could leak out, S. clamped his mouth on my cummy asshole and cleaned me
out.  I literally went weak in the knees from the sensation and lay on my
back with my head at the head of the bed.

S. continued to play with my ass but lay down next to me with his head at
the foot of the bed exposing his beautiful puckered ass hole.  S. asked
me to pass him a can of elbow grease and a bottle of poppers.  He then
handed me his black rambone and told me that I didn't have to be gentle
with him.  So as he was fingering my sloppy hole, I started fingering
his. I thought S. would be tight, as his hole appeared shut tight.  But
as I heard him inhale his poppers and I barely touched his hole, it
magically gaped open.

I love mutual ass play -- you can get lost in whose doing what to whom.
I could feel S. working his fingers into my eager hole as I slid the
dildo into his ass.  I must have been going too slow for S. taste as he
hissed, "deeper and faster."  I didn't have to be told twice and I
began picking up the pace.  I was getting lost in watching S.' s ass
lips sucking down the dildo, that I nearly missed the feeling of S.'s
hand entering my asshole. "Oh baby," I moaned, "fist that hole of
mine." We were both getting into the abuse we were giving each other's
holes when his roommate came into the room looking for his pipe.

"Dammit, I've gotten go out and you didn't call me for this," said S.
`s roommate.  The roommate found the pipe and pocketed it.  He then
began playing with our cocks.  "Shit, I really have to go," he cried.
"Let me at least suck your ass before you go," S. said licking his
lips.  The roommate dropped his pants and sat on S's face.  S. lapped at
his hole, never missing a beat fisting my ass.  So there we were; me,
slamming S.' s hole with almost all of the 18" of the rambone, S.
twisting his fist in and out of my hole, toying with my second ring and
the roommate, beating his meat while S. chewed on his asshole.

The roommate was first to blow.  He shot his wad into his palm, jumped
off S. face and offered his seed to S. S. licked his hand clean.  Seeing
that, I shot my load, which S. tried to catch in his mouth.  Then S. came
with a roar, coating both of us with his cum.  His roommate was very
helpful and licked us both clean.  After that, the roommate pulled up his
pants, kissed us both and closed the door as he left the room.

(To be continued)

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