Sex Diary - 4th July 2021

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Slim Latino (30, his AirBnB, Grindr)

This guy was personable and keen on Grindr, coming back to reticent-ol'-me several times. I gave him my WhatsApp and a voice message to ... but I rebuffed him saying I was too raw still from the break up to meet. He let me know his sister was out for the evening and that he could host me. I thought about it for an hour and then said yes.

I had a tiny shard (10mg maybe) of my last Viagra in my toilet bag. So I swallowed that thirty minutes before arriving. I could still feel my mind rehearsing little bits of relationship trauma so I thought it best to prop up my confidence. Even that small dose still had slightly more of an effect that I'd have wanted, flushed face and perhaps almost too hard an erection. I get this tiny pea sized lump in my shaft which my GP says is blood getting trapped, it's why I don't use a penis pump anymore (and may have caused it), so I use that as a measure of being too rigid, haha.

The place was down a long dark driveway 17km from home. He came out and collected me as I couldn't see any house numbers. It was just a lounge, bath and single room with no kitchen. Kind of odd to see in the suburbs, but clearly custom re-designed for AirBnB guests.

He'd told me he wanted to bottom but was keen as versatile too. That he insisted on condoms (he has plenty, but I brought some just in case). Master Chef was playing in the bedroom, the signal was highly degraded so the image had a lot of distortion. He had a pizza arriving in a few mins, but we touched each other on the crotch, over the pants and I felt his penis begin to stiffen.

He came back in shivering with the pizza and set it down beside the bed (he sort of offered me some, but never go around to it - I received a text later that night of him apologising for not sharing, haha). We kissed a little but he didn't seem into kissing. He took his pants off under the blanket and I did so as well - it was a real struggle as I was wearing some new skinny-sweat pants and the ankles are quite tight.

He held my penis and examined it, complementing me on my girth - although he didn't say girth, there were quite a few elements of English as a second language with him: "Many time?" he'd text me before, to ask if I was a long way off or not. His dick was long, curving away from this torso, but slim. He also enjoyed my balls.

I sucked him gently for a short while. And then he just introduced that he wanted to be fucked. I put a condom on, and took out my lube. He lay on his back. At first he told me he didn't think he could take my cock. I warmed him up with one finger then two. He was very tight to start with, but eased up over a few minutes. Then it took a few minutes more to get my dick inside him.

I kinda hate condoms. They reduce sensitivity by so much. He kept his T-shirt on too, which was another layer of insulation. As a guy is only just starting to relax, I fuck quite gently and you can feel/hear his body adapting. I kinda have a sense in that moment that I enjoy and prefer a hole that is telling me its comfortable to proceed. So I'm a bit tentative at this stage.

He was really able to communicate his desires during sex. Which is an interesting and Northern Hemisphere trait really, but also a little impersonal. He wanted to be fucked rhythmically, deep and relatively hard - but I find that fucking quickly, especially with a condom, I don't really feel much. It was sexy the way he pulled his ass cheeks apart for me. He let me see his hole clearly, as I added more lube.

We fucked in doggy, then back on his back, standing with one leg on the bed and finally on his belly. But he seemed very hesitant to allow me to climax while inside him, even using a condom. He talked to me about sexual health while we had sex, probing to ensure I was "clean", I let the inexpert choice of words float by me.

He wanted to fuck me to. I was nervous about this as it had stung that morning when I used my dildo. I think I am still healing even one month later from my ex-boyfriend's clumsy attempt to top. I had been sexually mistreated, just own it. But this dude's dick wasn't as thick as my dildo, so it actually went in just fine. There was a large mirrored wardrobe beside the bed and I could watch him fucking me, as I was on my knees. I liked to see my own thighs, which while slim have never been this muscular in my life thus far.

He then fucked me on my back with my legs way up over his shoulders. I masturbated and came on my stomach and he pulled out and ejaculated into the condom.

I don't like sex that ends with wanking. I could just do it better at home with my sex toy. But I appreciated just getting out of the house and having a guy put himself inside me even if just for a few moments.

It sounds like he wants to meet again. But the sex was largely disconnected and impersonal. I like kissing, passion and sweat and I like internal climaxes. But we'll see.

I cleaned up and got dressed. Had a hug and stepped out into the dark chill of night.​

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If you don't cum in a guy or him in you a wank is as satisfying any time, as for wanking in a rubber!
 

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