drop-the-soap asked: hey wanna help get me off?

anytime!

I think of myself as pretty adventurous sexually.  I have certain limits and honestly don’t get off on some things, but am willing to try.  One thing that I do get off on is sex outdoors.  It rocks my world.

However when it comes to sex in public I’m contradictory, or at least have been.  This is odd since I jack off on cam for a part-time living.  I love knowing I’m making some unseen guy get horny and get off.  But there have been times when I “innocently” hooked up with someone in a gym, while hiking, or on a train (only actual examples I can think of) and was irritated by finding someone watching.  

Anyway, for some reason, maybe it’s my mood (horny), this turned me on: Gay Porn Series on a Bus.

I’ve seen sexy porn on trains, in cars, vans, trucks, and campers, but never a public bus.  I’ve done my fair share of groping on a bus with a dude (not yet a hot stranger who had just boarded), but this seemed to take it nicely far.

No bus ride will ever be the same again.

Wham, bam, thank you man?

For me, sex is about energy, not only having it, but sharing it and the tone of it when you’re with someone.  Good energy is both people really into each other and what they are doing without a rush to the finish line.  But the time the tone of the energy is most obvious after you’ve both come.

I’ve done it in all sorts of ways and places, but even when you’re finished fooling around in the gym and need to be discrete, you can tell what the energy was, although it’s a little late.

When it’s possible I really like to bask in the afterglow.  It’s great when you don’t have to worry about cleaning up, but even then, you can tell when you’re sort of in harmony with someone.  

In my part time job I’ve not normally had guys hang around to even virtually cuddle, and I’ve never really thought about it.  That is till the other day when I was using an image, like the one below, to help me perform for this guy.  I imagined my legs wrapped in another guys’ and both sharing that exhausted but happy panting after coming that slowly calms its pace.

I like all parts of sex, but really like it when you have that connection with a guy.  You might not even talk, just hold in each other, feel each other’s body, and who knows, maybe go again. 

I’m not an expert but it seems to me that black guys have a certain smell.  I love natural body odor and sometimes the stink of working out (depends on the guy).   But without generalizing too much the black guys I’ve had the pleasure of being with have all had a fairly general body smell that I can’t quite describe.

When I see a photo of a naked dark skinned dude it almost comes back to me.  

Smelling a black guy can get me hard.

I once went to Amsterdam to hang out with friends and fellow students.  I didn’t have much money as I’m a student and so was hooked up with a place to stay with a mutual friend near the center of the city.  It turned out to be with this very hot black guy with mixed background.  He seemed really cool when he met me at his place so I could drop my stuff off.

I was excited about going to hang out with my friends that I didn’t check to see that the sofa was too small for me until I got back from spending the day with them.  

My host was just finishing up his dinner and offered me some wine, we finished off a bottle.  We made great conversation and I didn’t think anything of it when I realized we’d be sharing a bed.  It was one of the largest beds I’ve ever seen so it seemed we wouldn’t’ bother each other during the night.

I stripped to my underwear and crawled in bed as did my host, he was lean but muscular. Even across that continent of a mattress I could smell his body; I had to away from him as it made me hard.  The alcohol got me to sleep quickly so I had little to worry about.

In the night, I remember being really groggy but feeling hands on me, sliding up my chest to my neck and back down to my waste.  I was really sleepy and wasn’t connecting the dots or even thinking where I was. I don’t remember really responding, I may have pushed the hands away or turned towards them.  I feel asleep again.

I must’ve helpfully shifted my weight cause I the next thing I know, maybe after a pause, was my underwear sliding down my legs and off my feet.

The hands were back, gently all over my body.  And so was the smell, very strong.  My cock must’ve reacted as I remember the hand grabbing it, resting on it.  Then a little moment later his body sliding up against mine, the smell intoxicating.

I felt his cock against my ass, it seemed big.

We laid there awhile spooning, his hands going from resting on my cock to sliding around my chest.  Then back.

His breath came really close to my ear, and I could hear his mouth opening.  He gently liked my ear lobe.  I think I shuddered, that almost makes me cum.

He found a drop of precum on my erection and swiped it up, ten brought his finger to his mouth then mine.  I didn’t taste me but I did taste his delicious dark skin.

Then I was all awake.

Rolling over to face him, we started making out.  There was a lot of foreplay and exploring, I spent a lot of time tracing his muscles with my tongue.  When he rolled onto his stomach so I could explore his perfect bubble butt I was in heaven.  

I was so horny with my tongue all in him that I wanted to cum right then, but instead stretched out over him to slide inside.  He instead flipped over and put me on my back. He reached to the bedside and put a condom on me.

(Honestly I mention it as this condom was different, it had all these ribs and what not that I guess we both felt.  I love the feeling of a naked ass enveloping my naked cock, the warmth, moisture, and firmness of it, but this was awesome.  Also, I don’t want to wade into the safe sex discussion with this post.)

He was a power bottom, riding me from different angles, sometimes reaching down to kiss me or lick some part of me.  

He came almost roaring, shooting all over my chest.  The smells and the spasms had me shooting too.  

He fell down on top of me, we kissed, he took the condom off me, then clotted me with a towel.  It was half hearted as he had had me drenched.  I was still sticky.

We fell asleep arms around each other, legs intwined.

When I woke up to the daylight, the room still smelled of sex and dark skin.  It made me so horny that I woke him up for another go.