Friday, September 26, 2008

TGIF



I'm glad this week is finally coming to an end and the weather in NY is a fitting finale to a lousy week. This week was full of body ailments, work boredom, sexual frustration and now rain… However, I was pleasantly surprised last evening while watching the new season of Survivor Gabon to see the sight of hot guys running around in their boxer briefs. Two I particularly took notice of were Charlie (gay) and Marcus(straight?) I'm looking forward to some serious chemistry between these two. Sad to say but the sight of Marcus's package in those briefs was the highlight of my week ;-) He is hot!
This week I was suffering some body ailments so my work-out's were a bit scaled back which allowed me more time to detox in the steam room and sauna. The sweat certainly was pouring from my body, unfortunately that was the only fluid flowing..;-0 There was no action going on this week, very disappointing. Seems the weeks where your super horny there is never any release, maybe that’s the reason we get so horny..hmm… I'm optimistic there will be some TGIF fun to be had today but in the interim I will treat you to a tale of better days at the gym.
One day after a typical workout of cardio and weights I retreated to the locker room. From the looks of things its seemed there wasn't much going on so after undressing I hit the showers. After a quick rinse I wrapped my towel around my waist and headed for a quick steam. As expected there was no one around. After a few moments and allowing my imagination to wander I found my cock starting to swell under my towel. Since I had some privacy and a few moments to spare I decided to take matters into my own hands. I opened my towel to reveal my semi-hard member growing before my eyes. With a quick spit to my palm I began slowly stroking myself. I was now fully exposed working my cock with one hand and cupping my balls with the other. I got lost in the moment and allowed my hand to travel south till my fingers were probing my tight hole. I was getting hot and just as finished lubing my fingers with spit so that I can penetrate my pucker, the door opened. I managed to cover my enlarged member with the towel in what I thought was enough time to avoid having been seen, but later realized that wasn't the case. In walks this guy still in his swim trunks fresh from the pool. I was disappointed to see him still clothed cause guys that hit the steam in anything but a towel aren't usually looking for fun… To avoid be obvious and getting up immediately after he entered I remained seated allowing things to simmer down before getting up. He sat immediately next to me and after giving him the once over discovered he was definitely going to cause a problem with me cooling down… We exchanged glances which surprised me cause the straight one's never make eye contact. I think to myself there may be some potential here, but than glance down at the suit he is still wearing and think probably not. After a few stolen glances at his body, he makes eye contact and that’s usually what drives the straight one's out running, and as expected he stands to leave but much to my surprise he doesn't leave but instead stands to remove his suit reveling at first a smooth sexy ass and as he turns to wrap himself with his towel I was surprised to see him sporting a semi. A nice cut cock sporting a nice patch of pubes that seemed to flow like a carpet up onto his hard abs and chest. I immediately sprang to attention as he sat back down and glanced over at near impossible to hard erection I was now sporting. He shot me a smile and immediately moved his hands to adjust himself, that was all the invitation I needed. I sat back to fully expose my arousal and with that he moved his towel over and began working his own. Almost in unison we sat back on the tile bench eyes locked on each other both pleasuring ourselves. He leaned closer to me making his way for my lips, his handsome face covered in day-old stubble. The softness of his wet lips combined with the rough reminders of his manhood were intoxicating. I eagerly met his lips and welcomed his tongue into my mouth, reaching around the back of his head pulling him closer our tongues entwined, thrashing in each others mouths. At this point my cock is just oozing precum all over, I stopped stroking and my slick hand found his rigid member and continued stroking it right along with him without missing a stroke, his hand retreated and mad its way over to my body. He ran his hand across my chest, teasing my nipples by pinching and pulling on them. At this point my heart is racing from the amazing chemistry between us paired with the chance of someone coming in at any moment. After a brief tour of my chest his hands continued south till he found his hand wrapped around me and working me closer to the breaking point. As quick as he started he stopped pushing my hand off of him and met my cock with his lips, taking me in to the hilt in one movement. His hot wet mouth engulfed all of me and felt so good. Pausing a moment with me buried in his throat he started working his hot wet lips up and down, working the whole shaft up and down His mouth was amazing working every inch of me bringing me closer and closer to the edge, than backing off to work his tongue on my balls, this drove me crazy and he bathed my balls with his mouth than he started probing at my hole with his finger. Teasing my hole with his finger sending shockwaves through my body, barely able to hold back he retreated allowing me the chance to push him back and service him………to be continued

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Boring Day

I sit here in my cubicle in what seems a state of purgatory. It is not business as usual as many have been going around chanting. The state of boredom resurrects thoughts of all kinds, some contemplative but mostly erotic. I don't know what it is but when ever I'm bored, I’m horny! I just can’t seem to escape it and continue to rack the brain for a means of releasing the pent up energy. The internet is a horny man's best friend. There are so many outlets to choose from, there are just different circumstances to deal with. A reliable means for me is the gym. There is always a good chance I can find some means to entertain myself there. A good workout is always a great stress relief, it is the post-workout activities that go on in the locker room that keep me coming back for more. While I had always heard of these activities, seeing is truly believing. Through this blog I will definitely pass some of these experiences on to you, both past and present. I have had some really interesting encounters…;-)

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

First Post

It's official, I have decided to blog. After countless hours reading other blogs, I thought it would be a good time to start my own. I'm 33 years old married with children living in suburbia. I work in Manhattan amidst the credit crisis and now have a little down-time to chronicle my life. While I enjoy my married family life, there is another side of me that craves the touch of another man.
I have struggled with my bi side for years and have finally come to terms with it and realize that I need to occasionally feed that urge. After my first experience with a man within the sanctity of marriage I had tremendous guilt but as time went on I have realized that there are a lot of other married men going through the same struggles and realized maybe I can have my cake and eat it too! Since this side of my life is kept very discretely under lock and key, I feel the blog may be a great place to vent and maybe connect with other guys who are in the same boat as me. This blog will be a no holds barred recount of my daily antics and will include some explicit details as well, cause lets face I find those to be the best part of blogs…... Please feel free to comment or email me