Saying Goodbye to 2017 in Toronto: Morning Quickie

Toronto—December, 2017

I woke up the next morning with a massive hard-on.  I blinked awake, unsure of where I was—for the last thing I remembered was Zack Acland grinding his ginger haired butt down on my face.  I slowly realized I was in the guest room at Gavin’s condo and that Zack was a dream—and one that I hoped to make a reality that night.

I got up and made a cup of tea.  I made notes about the sex from last night.  I got on BBRT and wrote a quick connect ad suggesting that men meet me at the Fukd party tonight. 

Gavin materialized.  We talked a little more about what he should wear.  He showed me an array of jocks.  I suggested he model them.  He did.  By the second one—his cock would barely fit in the pouch.   We found the right jock, a thick harness, boots and a leather bicep band.  He looked hot as fuck.  He went back to his room saying he should do some work.

I got back to my computer.  BBRT had blown up.  I was suddenly the most viewed profile of the day—and men were writing me from around the world.  It’s kinda silly—and kinda hot.  It’d been a long time since that had happened to me.  I dutifully answered everyone who wrote.

Gavin came out of his bedroom.  He couldn’t concentrate.  He wondered if I could get him off.  “Just five minutes.”

We are in the guest bedroom.  He is erect and dripping.  He gets on his back so he can stroke.  I eat his butt for a moment.  Just the contact of my tongue on his tight pucker restores the hard on I woke up with this morning.  I don’t spend long there.

“Fuck me,” he grunts out.

I stand up and slip the head of my cock into his spit soaked ass.  He takes a hit of poppers and his ass flowers open.  I sink in deep.  I begin a slow fuck.

Gavin’s hand is a blur as he works himself.

I pound him maybe 2 dozen times before he spurts.  His load is almost as big this morning as yesterday though it doesn’t cover as much of his chest.  I lick it up.

He asks if I want to get off. 

I tell him I’ll save it for tonight.  Tonight, after all, is The Red Black and Blue Ball.

And I hope to fuck Zack Acland for real…