This last weekend I was supposed to do a photoshoot of this hot muscle guy in a gym, and we were almost certainly going to tick off a couple of fantasies of mine and shag in the gym and lockerroom. I don’t know what happened but I sent text messages and emails trying to confirm the time etc and got no reply. So my fantasy of having sex in the gym and lockerroom is just that. A fantasy.
Last night’s little venture into the world of anonymous sex venues was a rare one for me and nearly didn’t happen. I was tired and not very sexy but after having something to eat when I got home and a nice hot shower and doing my grooming I decided I should go. I ended up being quite a tramp which was exactly what I needed. There was one guy that just would not take no for an answer and every time I passed him in the corridoor or steam room he would go the grope. Eventually, after trying to be polite I told him to fuck off.
At the end of my visit I was chatting to a guy I know there who does massage at the venue and the other guy behind the counter, who had seen me walking around with a hard on and stuff, asks me “Do you have a blog?” Damn, that still takes some getting used to, especially in a situation like that. Then I got home and someone a bit later posted a comment on my post about going to the bathouse saying “That was a great shag tonight - cheers.” I don’t know if that is for real or someone having a laugh, but at least it’s a good review, but why not say something at the time? Too funny.
I have a confession to make. It’s been 5 months. Not since my last confession, but since my last shag. I’ve had some fun with guys here and there but it was very early January that I last had any back door action, from either direction.
Tonight I’m taking myself off to the bathouse to get some action. To be honest I’d prefer something with a bit of emotion but Prince Charming is busy packing his emotional baggage and refusing to ask directions on how to get here. A man has needs. There are only so many times you can sort yourself out.
Isn’t life just cruel? I’ve been really stressing about the fact that I’m not getting enough work lately and I’m going to go broke very quickly, but because of the lack of work I had organised to have some seriously hot and heavy fun with a guy today that I met over a year ago.
So we were all organised for him to come over around midday, get naked and wild together. At 9:15 this morning my phone rings from the agency that gets me work and I’m needed at some place for the day, and possibly tomorrow. Today was my shag’s only day off and I can’t afford to turn the work down! DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT!
Hear that noise? Exactly. That deafening silence is the response I’m getting online for some action. I haven’t had sex in months because I’m more in the headspace of romance rather than raunchy action but every now and then a man needs some flesh on flesh contact and today I’m in one of those moods. I wasn’t necessarily looking for a fuck, just some fooling around with a sticky wet ending.
Murphy’s law seems to be that when I’m in the mood no one else is. Sure it was ten in the morning but when I was online, the people I was interested in weren’t responding or weren’t available. So, as usual I’ve just had to send myself blind with one hand. Watch the sexual tumbleweeds on the way out. My bedroom is full of them.
An Alderman in Amsterdam has announced plans to legalise gay-sex in a public park, essentially because it’s always going to happen regardless of legality.
“Amsterdam’s beautiful Vondelpark in the centre of city draws hordes of summer visitors, families, skaters and joggers. But the park’s rose garden has become famous as a trysting spot for gay men looking for uncomplicated sexual encounters.” Check out the full article here.
It’s so good to see people in the porn industry speaking up about safe sex. I’m all for people making their own informed decisions about their own sexual practices but it has to be informed and I just don’t think all the 18-20 year olds just hitting the scene have got the message. They seem to think they’ll be ok to go to a gang bang and bottom for ten guys without condoms.
Chi Chi has made a public service announcement video for Safe Sex is Hot Sex.
I’ve been doing the odd photo shoot for people’s online profile photos and a few days ago I was approached by someone wanting some shots done. I told him how much I charge, which just covers time really. Yesterday morning I had a response from him saying “I know your profile says that photos doesn’t mean sex but if I pay you extra would that be ok?”
I don’t think I’m a fantastic shag in the first place but for god’s sake I’m hardly going to be any good if the only reason I’m doing it is because someone is paying me and I don’t even find them attractive. Despite the fact that the guy clearly can’t comprehend what I’ve written I sent a message back saying I wouldn’t do his shots and I was quite offended. To which he responded that he didn’t mean it like that. How else was I supposed to take it?
Escorts, hookers, prostitutes, hustlers, what ever you call them, they provide a very necessary service, but I’m not one and couldn’t do it. I’ll stick to having sex with people I find attractive for free.