The Phoenix wasn’t very interesting tonight, not surprising for a Friday night. There’s a small core of men who seem to be there every Friday and Saturday, myself included. Tonight there didn’t seem to be many others. This isn’t so bad in itself. It’s not like I’ve been in town long enough or been busy enough to have had all of them (not for lack of trying), but I was looking for something/someone new.
A local guy sent me his picture in February when I was here for Mardis Gras. I’ve seen him around and figured he lost interest but he started messaging me again this week. Unfortunately, I’ve either been away from the computer or had the sound turned off and couldn’t reply before he’s gone. This guy’s incredibly handsome to me. He came into the Phoenix “play area” tonight. He asked me if I was FrankPtown (my handle at the time) and said he wished we had been able to chat. We negotiated a little and agreed to a one-on-one fuck after we both got done playing at the bar. I wasn’t finding what I wanted and finally decided to just go home before I got cranky, saying good night to him on the way out.
Of course, he messaged me right after I got home and I drove back to The Marigny. He was house sitting in a beautiful condo and I had to rush up the stairs to the third floor so the dog wouldn’t make too much fuss. We got undressed and got right down to it.
Now, I know we had said at the bar that I’d fuck him but I didn’t think that would be the only thing we’d do. Firstly, he refused to kiss, making some excuse about his breath. So I got myself hard and he bent over. He’s a little taller than I am (Who isn’t?!?) and we had to find something that worked. His ass felt really great when I did manage to get in it and I sure was eager to plow him. Between finding a good position, though, and getting some strong whiffs of his poppers, I lost it. (Full disclosure: I told him online that poppers were OK.) I finally said It wasn’t working for me and he asked what I wanted him to do. I knew I could get hard again with some foreplay or something, but he told me he already shot a load when my dick was in his ass. I think he was just being polite but…
Anyway, he’s so good-looking I’d try again but I doubt that’s gonna happen! Sorry, bud.
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They were HOT, too, as well as being really nice, regular guys. At 7:30 AM, over four hours after we talked online, they finally knocked on the door. I was really asleep, so I was pretty groggy for the first few minutes but once we got down to business I was wide awake. (A little bump didn’t hurt either!)
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The first one was a completely shaved guy who’s been after me for a while. I’m not generally interested in men who are that smooth but this guy was relentlessly pursuing me so I finally said yes. He lives about a half an hour from here in St. Bernard Parish and he asked me to bring poppers and lube. I had to wait for a train to pass and a draw bridge to close, so it took me closer to an hour to get there. There was some great COPS-like police action happening on his street, which was kind of fun. (“GET ON THE GROUND!!!”) His house was grossly Country-Kitchen. I should have known.
OK. Three guys in a row cum when we’re just getting started. Am I that good, or so bad that they just want to get outta here toot sweet?? I’m almost afraid to think about it.
The party last night was really fun, though. I got there around 11. It was in the basement of a big house uptown. Four slings, bed, WS room, snacks, beverages, anything you'd want. Oh, and 15 or so hot men, not a bad one among them, some men I hadn’t met before. I was kind of tired to begin with but I managed to have my share of fun. I think I'm going to have to add some ED stuff to my pharmacopeia if I want to keep running at this pace. Tonight was a bit of a trial in that department.
Finally, after almost three weeks of bronchitis and lingering congestion—yes, even through my trip to OKC—I feel normal again! Time to go to The Phoenix!!