This is killing me. After 2 weeks of sex, booze and party, how can I accept all this quietness? BC called last night to say he'll be out for business for 3 weeks! What a fucking bad timing. Yeah right, pound me silly for 2 weeks and get me addicted then leave my ass high and dry.

I don't think I can wait 3 weeks. The sore had gone and there's a soft ring of puffed-up flesh left. This ring of flesh was really sensitive to touch. I was hoping to show BC this. It's his mark of having fucked me so hard.

Having fingered myself and getting the urge, I had to get fucked real bad. But I had to not get drunk and lose control like I did before. The cruising places seemd quite empty these few days. So I went to the sauna and it's also quite empty. Those orgies of last weeks seemed like they never happened. I half wished that there'll be an orgy and I could get fucked without acting submissive to hook a top.

Now that the crowd was so thin I can guess that maybe there's 3 tops out of about 13 guys here. 3 bottoms were already at the cubicles with their asses facing the door. One lucky bottom just got lucky but the top closed the door and we only hear the pounding sounds and the heavy breathing.

I must be feeling desperate because I was actually making eye contacts with the 2 tops as they passed the video room. But then I tried hard to stare at the porn so they did not make any moves. The closeups of the bossy coach getting fucked by a college kid made me felt wet down there. I tried to catch the story to distract myself. The earlier scene showed the principal being fucked by this coach? I liked the coach because he was versatile like me and the same hair style too. When they closed up on his ass, I saw a fleshy ring also around his ass after the student pulled out.

Next video was boring so I went to look around. Seemed like the 2 tops had taken their bottoms because 3 rooms were closed and the rest don't seem to be interested in each other. I got a few eye contacts but tonight I was looking for a top. One nice looking older gent came to chat. Though we beat around the bush, he knew I was looking for a top when I hinted that the groaning noise from the bottom in one cubicle sounded like he's having more fun than the rest of us.

Slow night seemed to get even slower. Might as well carry on the chat. It's like common misery that made us want to share our experiences. Then he got bolder and since I'll be getting nothing, why don't I let him rim my ass. He was the same gent who rimmed me last week. I was too drunk to remember but now I thought I remembered a little. He did a good job then. Since we were at the back raised platform, I only needed to remove my towel and he sat lower down. I put my legs on his shoulders and he licked my ass. It felt good.

He said he was glad to see my bloody looking sore had healed and he had helped. This new ring of flesh was soft and sensitive. Whoever fucked me must be like a tiger. It must be worth it like I said just now.

Oh shit, he's getting to know more about me than I thought possible. This old guy was wise indeed. He seemed to read my thoughts also. He smiled and said my secrets were safe with him. I can trust him. He's like a gay agony uncle to many guys.

Well, he looked like some kind grandpa in his 60's with very well groomed silver hair and toothy smile. I was only curious when I asked to look at his cock. Well, it looked small at 4-5in and not totally hard. He said that's the result of medication he took. With viagra, he can be a top too. I told him that's not why I looked at his cock.

Like any gay, he too boasted that when younger he used to fuck many men brutally too. Big masculine guys like me were the best fuck because we will only submit to good tops otherwise we would be tops ourselves. He knew we don't want others to know we get fucked.

Well, he guessed my top must be out of town otherwise who could resist fucking a hot tight hole like mine. It's scary how he could get most things right. He tried to get his tongue into my hole but he's not as strong as Snakeboy. He tried to use 2 fingers instead but I stopped him. He said I could imagine I was being fucked by my top. I thought if I did that then I could be aroused so badly that I will do anything to find a top. I hated doing that.

I told him to keep rimming and stop poking. I was not interested in sex with him or anyone. Then he started to lick my balls and moved up to my cock. His sucking skills was only average. I pushed into his throat and he gagged. Well most tops were lousy suckers but good rimmers.

Since he gagged so hard I suggested we stop for him to catch his breath. He agreed gladly. I asked him if he had been fucked before. He laughed and turned around to show me his ass. I asked him why. He said if I can't tell then I don't deserve to be a top. Obviously he was fucked all the time and liked it too. Of course if he can fuck a guy like me would bring back his younger days where he could seduce sexy men and fucked them crazy.

If I liked I could fuck him too. He would loved that. I told him I was not in that mood tonight. It was getting late and I had to get going soon. All this time my cock stayed hard and he licked off my precum. He looked determined to swallow me whole. He tried again and still gagged hard and almost threw up.

I almost pitied him and told him to stop but rimmed me instead. Sheepishly he told me the lotion that I used to lub my ass was leaking out and they tasted bad to him. He would prefer the sweet manly smell of the last time. Ahh, I forgot about that. He certainly knew I lub because I was prepared to get fucked and hated the pain of the initial penetration. He sounded sheepish because he was afraid I would be embarrassed.

Well, I was really embarrassed and speechless. The pain of penetration seemed so personal how could I even talk about it. But most tops would want me to show the pain explicitly by my facial agony and groaning so I lub very lightly. But tonight I lubbed very heavy dose because I don't want to show the pain to a stranger and let him enjoy my submission.

He advised me to lub lightly because most tops like to feel the initial resistance and watch the bottom pay the price for their stud services. Too much lub makes an ass sloppy and feel used. I already knew that.

He saw the embarrassment on my face and laughed. He said my expressions reminded him of a married man he fucked long ago. That man was a virgin and old guy seduced him. The first time old guy deflowered him, the man was screaming of pain. He had to stop to calm him down. He had to show him in the mirror that he was already all the way in and the embarrassment on that man's face was priceless. They used to fuck raw in the past. He pumped that man with so much cum, when he walked, the cum dripped down his legs mixed with some faint trace of blood. That guy was his 3rd lover from then on.

This was getting too much. My embarrassment seemed to be exciting him. I tried to break the ice by asking him what lub tasted good. He laughed again. There's plenty of flavors if I looked in abs. For him the best would be light lub to retain the clean soapy musky scent of a man. It took him weeks to teach his 3rd lover to enjoy getting fuck but he sure enjoyed breaking in a new bottom. Again he went back to that embarrassing topic.

I excused myself and went to shower. He followed. I still had my hard on when I showered. He told me to clean off the lub thoroughly because if it leaked to my underwear, my wife would be asking questions. The best way was to take a dump. I tried but nothing came out. I tried washing it off. He was watching me. He told me to bend over so he can wash me deeper. I held onto the pipe and bend down. He fingered me with soap and lots of water.

Just then someone walked in and just stared. I straightened up quickly. Old guy stuck a finger into me and smelled. He said I was cleaned. I gave him the look to say he better keep his mouth shut. He did and we parted.

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