Saying Goodbye to 2017 in Toronto: New Year's Eve

Toronto—December, 2017

It was the last day of 2017.  Gavin and I talked about how we might celebrate.  Neither of us wanted to be anywhere near a bar on New Year’s Eve.  For a moment he was intrigued by inviting a certain fuck bud of his over to the condo, but that did not work out.  And when that fizzled—and Gavin thought about the myriad things he had to do on New Year’s Day—he was all about sending me out to play while he stayed home.

I opted to go back to Steamworks, even though I’d been there the night before.  I wanted the variety—if I couldn’t have Gavin.  I drove downtown and got checked in just after 8pm—guessing I was early.  And I was…

I walk the rather quiet corridors of Steamworks.  I finally locate my room (once I pull out my reading glasses and look at the number again.)  I get into my jock, pull the boots back on and lace them up.  I toss the towel over my shoulder and check out the three public play areas.  Dark hall with gloryholes—no one.  Sling and fuckbenches in maze—no one.  Slurp ramp—one couple so into the blow job happening between them I don’t want to intrude.   

I go to the DJ area and watch some porn.  It’s not great—but good enough to get my cock hard.  And a number of men stop to watch.   They don’t touch, but they look, grope themselves and disappear into the sling area next door.  Twice I follow men into the dark and find they have kept right on going out into the other corridor. I go back to the porn each time.  The third man is a late 30-ish guy with perfectly cut dark hair.  He gropes himself and disappears into the gloom.  I follow.  And he’s there, his towel wrapped and squeezing his hard cock through it.  He backs me into a corner.  He bends from the waist and my cock is down his throat instantly.  He groans his pleasure at how it fills his throat.  I am shameless…instead of just enjoying the good head, I start fingering his ass crack through his towel.  His response is to pull it off—giving me full access.  My finger slips into his pre-lubed hole with ease. 

He sighs again.  “Fuck me?”

“Yeah.”

“My room is…”

“Naw, right here.”

We move to a corner, slightly more out of the way.  He bends over and braces himself against the partition of the maze.  I kneel and begin eating his ass.  The lube he’s used is really acrid, so I don’t do it for long.  I stand up and drill into him.

“Yes!  Fuck me…” he hisses under his breath.

A roaming twink stops to watch us fuck for a moment before he goes off.  I am drilling slowly, but deeply into the tight ass.  I can hear my guy jerking in his own rhythm as I impale him.

I speed up.  And he shoots.  All over his own towel he’s left on the floor.  He thanks me profusely.  I am just getting going—but it’s a fun warm up fuck.

We talk a little.  We wish each other a happy 2018 and he goes to lie down so he can take another cock before midnight.

*****

I watch more porn.  I hear something happening near the sling.  I go investigate.  Two young Latinos are playing.  The younger is on his knees, sucking the slightly bigger than average dick of the other guy wearing a knit cap.  Knit Cap sees me and holds out his hand for my dick.  He strokes it as he lets his cock be sucked.  I work his nipples.  The addition of another doesn’t seem to sit well with the sucker.  He gets up and leaves.  Knit Cap and I trade off sucking each other.  He gets my dick wet.  Then I concentrate on his foreskin and balls with my ever moving tongue.  Still on my knees I turn him around by the hips.

“What the…”

“I want to lick your ass.”

“I don’t know if I’d like that…”  But he lets me.  My tongue burrows into his most secret spot.  And he loves it.  He pants and strokes his cock.  We stop only when I need to get off my knees and he’s tired of holding on to the wall.

We meet up later in the evening by the slurp ramp.  He leads me to the fuck bench—and he gets more than my tongue up his ass.  I fuck him until he shoots his load.

*****

I stay there and suck the tiniest dick I’ve had in a long time attached to a petite Asian man.  It may be small but the nerve endings of his cock are working overtime.  I get a load down my throat.

*****

I rarely walk into rooms with the door open— where the man is ass up and ready.  But I can’t walk by this one.  It’s a lovely rounded butt on a man my age.  I eat him out.  I fuck him.  Then the surprise—that we want the door shut—so I kick it closed.  We begin the most passionate make out session after he cleans my cock and I kiss him.  We can’t stop kissing.  And that’s what we are doing as Midnight is announced over the tinny loud speaker.

I fuck him again.  And while good, it’s now familiar and neither of us are going to get off.  I leave him, ass up and with the door open…

*****

I find a load collector on the main bench near the slurp ramp.  I know nothing about him other than from the feel of his skin he’s young and he has a porn worthy ass.  The crowd is massive now at the slurp ramp.  The Collector is taking cock after cock.  I wait in line and fuck him.  A young man is next up.  I step to the side and let him fuck.  I clean his cock when he’s done.  There is jizz all over his cock—and none of it is his.

“Fuck him again.  I want to do that to you.”

I sink into the cum churned hole.  I fuck.  I pull out and offer my cock to the young slut.  He cleans me off—making noises like he is tasting the most exquisite dish in an expensive restaurant.  He goes back up the Collector.  He fucks him hard.

I clean him.

We trade blow jobs as a third top asks to fuck him.  He loads the hole with a quick grunting thrust. 

Now my young man and I take turns felching.  And snowballing.  We are both edging our dicks. 

He cums first.  Deep in the Collector.  I dive in and lick some of it out.  It’s all I can do to stand up and get my own cock into the Collector so he can get all of my built up load.

Happy 2018!