the last cock sex of 2004

funny, i had thought the last sex of 2004 would've been with those 2 guys I met at the Cock's 6th anniversary party. Not in a cynical "I wont get anymore" way - but more in a "wow that was good, hard to beat, I can coast on this feeling a while" manner. Both very sweet, very handsome, very affectionate - nice couple, and the sleeping between them in their bed that night was especially nice.

Then, only a few days later, on a rare Saturday night out, I ran into another couple. Two men I had previously met at the local sex club. The furrier one and I had sex many many months ago - quite memorable - I'm sure I must've posted about his amazing mouth, beautiful full goatee, mustache mostly white, chin a great mix of black, silver & white, and his hairy chest (all white!) and furry tummy (all black!); and it happened once or twice more, then I realized, as he was leaving one night, that he was leaving with this other guy. And subsequently I had sex with the other guy - terribly handsome face, very very short goatee; a bit more into the pushing-head-down-into-his-crotch verbal sorta guy (which was fine) and I saw him leave with Mr WhiteFur - confirming my suspicions they were a couple. Finally I saw them together, in the same little room downstairs at the sexclub, not sure who I should be wooing, or whether either would even be interested. One was closer, expressed his interest quite clearly (a hardening cock and sharp eyecontact followed quickly by eyes on own hardening cock back to sharp eye contact usually means interest) - i kneeled but made sure I was looking at Mr WhiteFur as I approached this mouthful and his handsome face smiled, his body moved closer.... you get the idea.

Anyway, this isn't about them, but I guess it was for a paragraph there.... So, it's December 30th, a day off for me, I'm online, and a pal from Boston messages me, we begin some flirty chatter, and then I get a message from a guy (pictured) who I met online a couple years back. We've had sex at my place a couple of times over the years, but it's been awhile - often we just have a simple "how are things" chat these days, I joke how I need more pics of him (he did come cockring modeling for me back in, oh, 2002?) and it goes no further. But, apparently, he thought he'd be getting off work early, and figured a nice BJ would be in order. But, alas, my dang computer froze just as we were finalizing plans, I got back online 10-15 minutes later, and he was gone. An email didn't get returned, and I gave up. An hour passes, he emails back, apologizes that he had a work emergency, and couldn't make it.

Guess who pops up the following day, a day i am hungover, and barely able to type, let alone proposition anyone. He does all the work, and said he'd be over in 20 minutes! Shower, tidy up the pigsty (sometimes called PORNOLAND), pick out cockring, jockstrap, some shorts over them, and the buzzer rings (or is that buzzes?) When he gets into the kitchen, his hair all freshly buzzed, looking better than I remembered, and a few quick kisses as we come into my bedroom. His cock quickly thickens, and once again seems bigger than I had remembered, but I managed to stuff it all in (somehow). We crawled onto the bed, and I remembered just how nice his ass is. He doesn't buzz or trim his pubic hair, and his ass is lightly hairy - we had joked online that he hadn't seen me in a beard (meaning it's been more than 2 years!) but we'd have to try it out on his ass. Not sure who was having more fun at this point, but it did seem half my head was up his ass! He pulled away at one point, panting, and said "you sure you don't like fucking, can't you try, just for me?" Hmmmmm. No, I know better, it wouldn't work, but I certainly appreciated the compliment; a bit more mutual cocksucking, and then I guided him to squat down on my face. My god, I thought the man was going to suffocate me! He was getting into this almost too much, as I was having difficulty breathing, but it did the trick, so to speak. Finally collapsing in out sweat and cum, we chatted a few minutes before he managed to find his clothes on the floor, and I led him to the door.