Here it is... March 6th. Have a lot on my plate, hopefully I can update by the end of the week. For the moment, here's a snippet of some posts to follow:
1. Went back to my college town and fell hard for a guy.. hopefully he's falling equally as hard.
2. First gay bar visit this weekend..
3. Bought a small dildo for obvious reasons...
4. Still Grind'n away.... found a good regular guy.
5. Gay guys are crazy.. Imagine me banging a guy when his ex boyfriend is banging on the door..
Showing posts with label Guys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Guys. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Saturday, February 4, 2012
February Already?!
Where is this time going? Time to update, feeling a little bloggy..
So finally, I did get to see Michael. Just to hook up really. I'm no good at this relationship stuff. I don't want one, not ready for one. I thought he was the exception, but I guess not. I've been feeling that way since my last post about him, maybe even a little before. I think I was just wanting it to work, he's such a great guy. But I know when little things start to bother me about the person, it usually means I'm over them. I don't even think we could possibly be friends. He just has a completely different mindset than I do and I don't think he'd mesh well with my crew. Yeah, I have a crew. Not a dance crew unfortunately, but nonetheless, a crew. At this point, my friends are way more important than finding a significant other. This guy on grindr that I chat with explains it like this: "Friends are more important... Sex is easy."
And I definitely agree. These are the people I hang with at all the time, ......
Wait. Looking at a commercial for the PushUp Pump... that is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen! That thing is so bulky, wouldn't fit under my bed easily. And back to our regularly scheduled blog post...
.....we haven't gotten to the sappy share all stories, but for the moment, they are my family. Each one of them brings something unique to the table and its great when we get together always. They pretty much get me through my work week. Now if I can find time to get sleep and laundry in there somewhere, it'd be perfect.
In other news, I bottomed last night for the first time. I've been wanting to try for a while now. Just wanting to feel the other side of things for once, I guess. I've talked about the guy before early on (click here). He's the elementary teacher. We've become really good friends. He doesn't run in my crew, but I still manage to see him quite often. I don't see myself ever considering him more than just friends with benefits. He's probably the closest I'll have to a boyfriend for a while, unless Gosling or Gyllenhaal decide to give me a call. And lets not forget about Michael Fassbender. I'd pretty much drop anything for those three. That includes the drawers I have on.
Back to bottoming. I've always liked a little ass play while I topped guys. So sensitive back there and I always pay special attention to that area while showering. I'm sure straight guys do it all the time, they're just afraid to admit. My finger has always had the knack to slide in when horny, so I decided to take it a step further last night.
I was out with my friends at a local bar when J texted me. We have this usual thing of me staying the night at his house on Friday nights. Just the perfect day to do such. Plus he lives about 30 minutes west of the city I live in, so he's a little out of the way. I told him to stay up and if he does, I'd make it worth his while. And I left it at that. I didn't want him to fall asleep, so I'd constantly check in with him. I finally leave the bars (sober, no drinking and driving guys) and head to his place. We started messing around, exchanged blow jobs, ass play, but for some reason, I wasn't in the mood to get off. I just wanted to be next to him. He definitely felt the same, so we just laid there and fell asleep.
But about 6 am, I woke up with a raging hard on. So I just started sideways grinding on him to get him up. Didn't take long for him or his dick was awake. He felt my body up and down and I did the same, kissed and stroked him, then I reached for him to start playing with my ass. First the cheeks, then he got bold and rubbed his fingers on my hole. Drove me wild. I started grinding harder on him. He just knew exactly what to do. I turned over and started grinding my ass on his dick while he stroked me. I came so close to cumming so I had to stop him. So there we are. Him grinding me while I grind into the sheets. Felt so good. J began to slip a finger in and eventually the tip of his dick. Of course it hurt for a bit, but I wanted it all. Eventually (after a condom and lots of lube later) we got there and we began fucking. Now this isn't the time where I say that it was amazing and it felt so good. Not at all. Fucking hurt like hell. And I'm still hurting a bit. But the thought of him being in me and him enjoying being in me drove my mind rather than the pain. What can I say, I'm a people pleaser.
After about 10 minutes of him going to town on my ass literally, he slipped out of me and I turned over and began stroking. I don't know if it was the massaging my prostate or the fact that I haven't gotten off in 5 days, but I had a great orgasm. I would definitely bottom again, but I definitely would have to be in the mood. But until that time comes, I think I should invest in a toy to loosen up back there.
If anyone has any suggestions for me about which toy or other methods to loosen me up (besides you), I'd be happy to hear them! You can comment here or just email me at underwraps 87 @gmail.com.
So finally, I did get to see Michael. Just to hook up really. I'm no good at this relationship stuff. I don't want one, not ready for one. I thought he was the exception, but I guess not. I've been feeling that way since my last post about him, maybe even a little before. I think I was just wanting it to work, he's such a great guy. But I know when little things start to bother me about the person, it usually means I'm over them. I don't even think we could possibly be friends. He just has a completely different mindset than I do and I don't think he'd mesh well with my crew. Yeah, I have a crew. Not a dance crew unfortunately, but nonetheless, a crew. At this point, my friends are way more important than finding a significant other. This guy on grindr that I chat with explains it like this: "Friends are more important... Sex is easy."
And I definitely agree. These are the people I hang with at all the time, ......
Wait. Looking at a commercial for the PushUp Pump... that is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen! That thing is so bulky, wouldn't fit under my bed easily. And back to our regularly scheduled blog post...
.....we haven't gotten to the sappy share all stories, but for the moment, they are my family. Each one of them brings something unique to the table and its great when we get together always. They pretty much get me through my work week. Now if I can find time to get sleep and laundry in there somewhere, it'd be perfect.
In other news, I bottomed last night for the first time. I've been wanting to try for a while now. Just wanting to feel the other side of things for once, I guess. I've talked about the guy before early on (click here). He's the elementary teacher. We've become really good friends. He doesn't run in my crew, but I still manage to see him quite often. I don't see myself ever considering him more than just friends with benefits. He's probably the closest I'll have to a boyfriend for a while, unless Gosling or Gyllenhaal decide to give me a call. And lets not forget about Michael Fassbender. I'd pretty much drop anything for those three. That includes the drawers I have on.
Back to bottoming. I've always liked a little ass play while I topped guys. So sensitive back there and I always pay special attention to that area while showering. I'm sure straight guys do it all the time, they're just afraid to admit. My finger has always had the knack to slide in when horny, so I decided to take it a step further last night.
I was out with my friends at a local bar when J texted me. We have this usual thing of me staying the night at his house on Friday nights. Just the perfect day to do such. Plus he lives about 30 minutes west of the city I live in, so he's a little out of the way. I told him to stay up and if he does, I'd make it worth his while. And I left it at that. I didn't want him to fall asleep, so I'd constantly check in with him. I finally leave the bars (sober, no drinking and driving guys) and head to his place. We started messing around, exchanged blow jobs, ass play, but for some reason, I wasn't in the mood to get off. I just wanted to be next to him. He definitely felt the same, so we just laid there and fell asleep.
But about 6 am, I woke up with a raging hard on. So I just started sideways grinding on him to get him up. Didn't take long for him or his dick was awake. He felt my body up and down and I did the same, kissed and stroked him, then I reached for him to start playing with my ass. First the cheeks, then he got bold and rubbed his fingers on my hole. Drove me wild. I started grinding harder on him. He just knew exactly what to do. I turned over and started grinding my ass on his dick while he stroked me. I came so close to cumming so I had to stop him. So there we are. Him grinding me while I grind into the sheets. Felt so good. J began to slip a finger in and eventually the tip of his dick. Of course it hurt for a bit, but I wanted it all. Eventually (after a condom and lots of lube later) we got there and we began fucking. Now this isn't the time where I say that it was amazing and it felt so good. Not at all. Fucking hurt like hell. And I'm still hurting a bit. But the thought of him being in me and him enjoying being in me drove my mind rather than the pain. What can I say, I'm a people pleaser.
After about 10 minutes of him going to town on my ass literally, he slipped out of me and I turned over and began stroking. I don't know if it was the massaging my prostate or the fact that I haven't gotten off in 5 days, but I had a great orgasm. I would definitely bottom again, but I definitely would have to be in the mood. But until that time comes, I think I should invest in a toy to loosen up back there.
If anyone has any suggestions for me about which toy or other methods to loosen me up (besides you), I'd be happy to hear them! You can comment here or just email me at underwraps 87 @gmail.com.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
100% Wrong: Part II
For any of you who took the 33.33% of me seeing Caleb again one more time then that'd be it.. then you were right. Why only the one time? Let me explain.
I'm on Grindr just seeing who's new to the area (no one by the way) and Caleb appears online. Being the friendly guy that I am, I decided to say hey. We began talking.. I began sweet talking (I don't really mean too, it just comes naturally I guess.) and next thing you know were making dinner plans for that evening. So its decided. 5:30 at a local burger joint I've been wanting to try. Yeah, I really like burgers. So we get there. I began asking how he's been, what's going on in his life.. you know, the typical catch up questions. He's got nothing. Absolutely nothing. Seriously. We talk about his niece for maybe 5 minutes then back to nothingness. Worse date I've ever been on. It's crazy because the first one went so well. Thank God I can handle these types of situations and did so to the best of my ability. But as soon as I signed the receipt (separate checks, of course.) I had to end it. In a nice way of course. We hugged, he held on a little longer than he should have, and we said our goodbyes. I got in my car and literally laughed out loud. It was just so funny to me how date one and sorta date two was completely different. I pull up to my place and I get this text:
"I'm like in a state of blissful shock from how awesome that burger was. It was great to see you again. Thanks for meeting up tonight! :)"
I wanted to say:
"I wished the date was as great as the burger. Have a good one!"
But I was really nice, almost too nice and said:
"Baha! That's an awesome state to be in. Hey, no problem! Great seeing you too."
Got the absolute closure needed for this guy. It really does take going through the valleys to see the peaks. In this case it takes going on a crappy date to see how awesome Michael is. I need to see him, but we're texting as we speak, so I'm doing fine.
I'm on Grindr just seeing who's new to the area (no one by the way) and Caleb appears online. Being the friendly guy that I am, I decided to say hey. We began talking.. I began sweet talking (I don't really mean too, it just comes naturally I guess.) and next thing you know were making dinner plans for that evening. So its decided. 5:30 at a local burger joint I've been wanting to try. Yeah, I really like burgers. So we get there. I began asking how he's been, what's going on in his life.. you know, the typical catch up questions. He's got nothing. Absolutely nothing. Seriously. We talk about his niece for maybe 5 minutes then back to nothingness. Worse date I've ever been on. It's crazy because the first one went so well. Thank God I can handle these types of situations and did so to the best of my ability. But as soon as I signed the receipt (separate checks, of course.) I had to end it. In a nice way of course. We hugged, he held on a little longer than he should have, and we said our goodbyes. I got in my car and literally laughed out loud. It was just so funny to me how date one and sorta date two was completely different. I pull up to my place and I get this text:
"I'm like in a state of blissful shock from how awesome that burger was. It was great to see you again. Thanks for meeting up tonight! :)"
I wanted to say:
"I wished the date was as great as the burger. Have a good one!"
But I was really nice, almost too nice and said:
"Baha! That's an awesome state to be in. Hey, no problem! Great seeing you too."
Got the absolute closure needed for this guy. It really does take going through the valleys to see the peaks. In this case it takes going on a crappy date to see how awesome Michael is. I need to see him, but we're texting as we speak, so I'm doing fine.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
The Next Day.
Its not really the next day, but lets just pretend it's the day after the last post.
Man, I have to see Mike again. We've texted non-stop since or great conversation and I have an awesome feeling about this. The night before, I told J (read this post if you don't know who he is) how much I like this guy and I think he's starting to get jealous. Just a hunch. He hasn't had much luck on Grindr lately and the ex is sort of in the picture again, no matter how many times his roommate and I tell him not to let him back in. How he's an EX for a reason and even though he was in J's life for a year, that's still 1/26th of his life. A very small amount I think.
Michael lives with his cousins and with me not living alone, it makes it difficult to meet up. At this point I didn't care, I had to see him. We text and we try to figure out a place to meet. I told him I didn't care where and that I was driving in his general direction. We meet up in a parking lot, I told him how hungry I was, so I told him to follow me to grab something to eat. So after I pick up something quickly, we just sit in the parking lot of the establishment and talk. Our talking turned into kissing. Kissing into touching. Touching into pants down. Pants down into stroking. Stroking into sucking. So there we are. In the parking lot me looking out of my window with a head bobbing up and down in my lap. Best blow job I've received. I had to return the favor. And I had to make sure I did it in a damn good fashion too. I had to bring my "A game." And based on him speaking another language while I was blowing him, I'm sure I brought it. That just turned me on more. I kept at it. Up and down, licked his balls, deep throat. I wanted his cum. There were multiple times he pulled me off of him for a bit because he was about to shoot.
This was then cut short by a cop circling the parking lot next to us. Definitely a big cock block if you will. I was still hard and couldn't get it back in my pants. I had to drive a bit with my pants down, which is somehow really funny to me. I get home to finish what Michael started and he did the same. I told him that I wanted to see that ass soon, which I meant in person. But then he sends me some pics of it which drove me over the edge. I had to cum again. Can't wait to see him again.
Oh, if you're wondering what he looks like: Here's a young Shemar Moore. Michael's body is almost spot on with this pic.
Man, I have to see Mike again. We've texted non-stop since or great conversation and I have an awesome feeling about this. The night before, I told J (read this post if you don't know who he is) how much I like this guy and I think he's starting to get jealous. Just a hunch. He hasn't had much luck on Grindr lately and the ex is sort of in the picture again, no matter how many times his roommate and I tell him not to let him back in. How he's an EX for a reason and even though he was in J's life for a year, that's still 1/26th of his life. A very small amount I think.
Michael lives with his cousins and with me not living alone, it makes it difficult to meet up. At this point I didn't care, I had to see him. We text and we try to figure out a place to meet. I told him I didn't care where and that I was driving in his general direction. We meet up in a parking lot, I told him how hungry I was, so I told him to follow me to grab something to eat. So after I pick up something quickly, we just sit in the parking lot of the establishment and talk. Our talking turned into kissing. Kissing into touching. Touching into pants down. Pants down into stroking. Stroking into sucking. So there we are. In the parking lot me looking out of my window with a head bobbing up and down in my lap. Best blow job I've received. I had to return the favor. And I had to make sure I did it in a damn good fashion too. I had to bring my "A game." And based on him speaking another language while I was blowing him, I'm sure I brought it. That just turned me on more. I kept at it. Up and down, licked his balls, deep throat. I wanted his cum. There were multiple times he pulled me off of him for a bit because he was about to shoot.
This was then cut short by a cop circling the parking lot next to us. Definitely a big cock block if you will. I was still hard and couldn't get it back in my pants. I had to drive a bit with my pants down, which is somehow really funny to me. I get home to finish what Michael started and he did the same. I told him that I wanted to see that ass soon, which I meant in person. But then he sends me some pics of it which drove me over the edge. I had to cum again. Can't wait to see him again.
Oh, if you're wondering what he looks like: Here's a young Shemar Moore. Michael's body is almost spot on with this pic.
Friday, December 23, 2011
Remember Caleb?
If you've read the blog, I told you about a guy named Caleb who I'd pretty much log onto Grindr to talk to exclusively. Well, he's still around, but we haven't seen each other since then. This is how that played out:
So after the date, we've moved to texting, namely since he hasn't been on Grindr that much. We probably have a few exchanges a day, nothing big really. Just seeing how the day is, and continuing the conversation where we left off. The next weekend rolls around and he's busy all weekend. The next week comes and we talk about the next time we'd want to see each other. He tells me that he's pretty swamped with school (med school nonetheless, which I completely understand but am frustrated with) and that when finals are over with, we'd do something. At this point, I'm just thinking that he doesn't want to see me again (emotions talking, not logic) and I tell him he picks the next time he wants to do something. Less than a week goes by without talking so I text him if he's picked a time. He asks if the next day would be fine, but I'd already made plans with J (also talked about him a while back) to go grab dinner. I told him we could afterward if he wanted, but he said the day after instead. It's agreed. The day after, we'd grab a drink after I get off work. The day of comes, and we're talking about places to go. But then he informs me he's been sick in bed all day with a sore throat and probably shouldn't go out.
I'm bummed. Beyond belief. I play the scenario like a little girl and "forget to text back" until later that evening. For some reason, it makes me feel like I have the upper hand when I need to reply and don't. Don't ask me why, I just do. But after consulting J about it, he probably is sick and I told him some sweet things (like the sweet guy I am) and we'll meet up again.
Do I really think we'll meet in again? Yes, about 67.77% of me thinks we will. The other 33.33% thinks we'll meet and then that'll be the end. I'll keep you updated.
So after the date, we've moved to texting, namely since he hasn't been on Grindr that much. We probably have a few exchanges a day, nothing big really. Just seeing how the day is, and continuing the conversation where we left off. The next weekend rolls around and he's busy all weekend. The next week comes and we talk about the next time we'd want to see each other. He tells me that he's pretty swamped with school (med school nonetheless, which I completely understand but am frustrated with) and that when finals are over with, we'd do something. At this point, I'm just thinking that he doesn't want to see me again (emotions talking, not logic) and I tell him he picks the next time he wants to do something. Less than a week goes by without talking so I text him if he's picked a time. He asks if the next day would be fine, but I'd already made plans with J (also talked about him a while back) to go grab dinner. I told him we could afterward if he wanted, but he said the day after instead. It's agreed. The day after, we'd grab a drink after I get off work. The day of comes, and we're talking about places to go. But then he informs me he's been sick in bed all day with a sore throat and probably shouldn't go out.
I'm bummed. Beyond belief. I play the scenario like a little girl and "forget to text back" until later that evening. For some reason, it makes me feel like I have the upper hand when I need to reply and don't. Don't ask me why, I just do. But after consulting J about it, he probably is sick and I told him some sweet things (like the sweet guy I am) and we'll meet up again.
Do I really think we'll meet in again? Yes, about 67.77% of me thinks we will. The other 33.33% thinks we'll meet and then that'll be the end. I'll keep you updated.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Threesomes...
What is the deal with threesomes? I've had 3 guys ask me to have a threesome with them and their boyfriend this week. Maybe its the size of the bulge in my Grindr pic? Yeah, that probably has a lot to do with it. These power bottoms becoming boyfriends then realizing that they need a top. Not to say I am a total top.. actually I don't know what I like to do.. but that's besides the point right now. Then out of the blue a couple days ago this happens:
I get a text from a guy I hooked up with in September. Check out the texts:
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T: I want to watch u and another dude play around. If you decide to have sex with anyone. It could be a fun "group" hang out. Let me get comfortable with things. Crazy request I know.
UnderWraps: That could be interesting. Lots of hesitation, though. What do you mean comfortable with things?
T: I'm hesitant to "get" with a guy. Watching and touching would help me so much. Especially if it was a white guy having sex with you since I could imagine it being me having sex with a blk skin dude.
UnderWraps: Gotcha. I'm hesitant because I'd want to be comfortable with the guy. And if it were to happen, it'd have to be a white/mixed guy. Not attracted to black guys.
BLOGGER'S NOTE: Yes, I'm black and not attracted to black guys.
T: I know. Do you have a white or mixed friend who would be okay with that?
UnderWraps: Not sure. You on Grindr?
T: Nope
UnderWraps: Check out the app.
T: I might. I just want an honest answer from you tho. If u dont see urself doing that then let me know. So we dont waste each others time. If u are down the please tell me and find out from a friend
BLOGGER'S NOTE: A lot to ask from me at this point I'm thinking..
UnderWraps: Calm down bro. My honest answer right now is I don't know. Especially after not hearing from you in a while then this out of the blue. I've never had someone watch me have sex, so like I said, I'm hesitant. You can take that as wasting your time, it's fine. You're not wasting my time by texting.
T: K. But you're either into it or not. If ur hesitant then ur not it sounds like.
UnderWraps: If you want to put it like that, then no, I'm not into it.
T: lol
UnderWraps: Ha, just saying.
T: K I can respect ur decision tho I'm bummed
UnderWraps: yeah, sorry man. Why so hesitant on being with a guy?
T: I don't want to be gay. I might like it more than pussy
UnderWraps: Are you saying that hypothetically if you get with a guy you might like it too much?
T: Yes
UnderWraps: Eh, well you've already done a little bit though. Did you enjoy it then?
T: Yah
UnderWraps: Gotcha. But you enjoy having sex with them right?
T: It's nice yes
UnderWraps: So what's the issue with liking both?
T: It's an issue. Why u psychoanalyzing it
UnderWraps: Ha, you're the one that doesn't want to be gay
T: Lol. Let's do the "three" some or whatever. It would be so hot and you can feel comfortable cause it would be me and another dude u comfortable with. Not some loser off the streets
UnderWraps: Ha, maybe you should look at some interracial gay porn. Well I have to find the right guy first. That'll be a challenge.
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There's some more.. but it's not worth typing out. Pretty much he tells me about a black guy he think I would be into that he met about 6 months ago. Then I list off a couple guys that I've been talking to that might be down. I have T check out their profiles on Adam4Adam and see if he likes any of them. At this point, I'm going along with this plan, cause I don't think it's gonna happen. We'll see if he texts back again this week or in another month.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Weekend Update: Friday's Double Feature
Friday. Friday. Gotta get down on Friday.
I couldn't resist. Orientation with the new job that morning. I'm excited about the position and I start on Monday. More on the guy that I told you about in my last post. He deserves a name...I'll go with Caleb. Caleb and I have been talking on a regular basis for the past 4-5 days. Honestly, he has been reason why I even log on to Grindr. So we're chatting and I ask if he'd want to meet up. Not for anything sexual, but just somewhere to talk to him more. I've seen his face and at this point, he'd not seen me at all. He says yes and we figure out a place to meet. After all that talk, he asks if I could send a picture of me just so he'd recognize me once we met at the restaurant. I felt really comfortable with him, and was more than happy to send him a pic. We talk for a little more, then he had to log off so he can visit with his family in town. I log off as well, then took a nap, just so more time could pass until that evening... I woke up really horny and decided to log back on to Grindr to see if I could have a little fun before dinner. Now in hindsight, that probably makes me seem like a whore, but I don't care. Just a horny young guy living my life as I want to.
As soon as I log on, I spotted a picture of a guy flexing his bicep. Started chatting him up and we agree to meet at his hotel (conveniently three miles away from where I was meeting Caleb for dinner.) He was an older guy, but very handsome and sexy for his age. As I was driving to the hotel, I started to wonder about what the hell I was doing. There were multiple times during the drive over I had second thoughts.
"Is this guy gonna hurt me? Do I tell Caleb about this? This is going to be an interesting evening, can't wait to blog about this!"
Alright, so I wasn't all nervous. But enough to where I brought a knife with me just in case this guy tried something crazy. Hey, I gotta be safe in more ways than one.. right? He texts me the room number as I pull in the parking lot. I make my way in and head to the elevator. Get to the fourth floor, knock on the door. He took a little bit to answer, and for some reason I thought,
"I wonder if this is a undercover sting operation? Oh wait, there was no money involved, I'm good."
He opens and he's just as I described. I take my jacket off on the couch, make our way to the bed and just talk for a bit. Talked about the upcoming big game on Saturday, the NBA season, what he does (attorney), what I will be doing, etc. Then we get a little touchy-feely. Touching leads to kissing, leading back to touching. Touching to clothes coming off. He was a great kisser, something that seems to be a little hard to find. At least for me it is. At this point we're down to underwear. He kisses and licks all the way south and I'm hard as a rock at this point. He begins blowing me. He was a little rough at first until I had to coach him a little. While he's blowing me, he rubs on my nipples and chest. Great level of detail he had with his hands. Then we get into a 69. Now I'm not blowing my own horn, but I give great head. So during the course of me blowing him, he stops me at least three times. I love giving pleasure and since I was receiving at the same time, it was great. Seeing him respond to me blowing made him that much more excited, thus making me more excited too.
He then asks if I wanted to fuck him. I had never fucked a guy, so I declined. He knew I hadn't before hand, so he was cool with me not wanting to. We rolled around kissing and touching and jacking each other off for a good amount of time. We finally get to a place where we were both ready to cum. We both get into a good rhythm and I come first. Probably one of the best orgasms I've had in a while. I'm ready for him to cum, so I continue to jack him when he stops me to grab a towel for me. He wipes me up and gives me a final suck. Felt amazing. I continue to jack him until he came. Good explosion for him as well. He wipes himself and he asks if I wanted to take a shower before I "met my friends for dinner." I had plenty of time, so we take a shower together and continued to talk. He washes me all over and I do the same.
We had great conversation afterward and he tells me he comes back in town every couple of weeks if I wanted to do this again. I told him to let me know whenever he's back and we'll go from there. I was a little vague in my answer just because I didn't want to get his hopes up (or mine for that matter) for us hooking up again. We say our goodbyes and I exit the room. As I leave the room, I see a man and woman (obviously a couple) head my way. I automatically felt like I was making the walk of shame down the hallway as I give a nod to the guy. He smiled and gave the same nod. I'm sure he knew what went down, but I didn't care. As I made my way to the lobby, the receptionist gave an extra happy "Have a good night." Of course I wanted to tell her I already did and on to the next part of the good night, but I refrained. I was sure everyone knew what I just did in that hotel room, which is kind of funny to think about. I get to my car and let out a huge laugh. Don't know why. I just felt like laughing.
I make my way down the road to dinner. I was about 15 minutes early, so I just sat in my car and waited. The restaurant was surprisingly empty by the looks of how many cars were in the parking lot. I parked in a position where I could see the door as well as anyone entering the parking lot. Time passes. More time passes. About 20 minutes later, I decided to call Caleb to see if he'd gotten lost. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring....
Caleb: "Hey, you here?"
Me: "Yeah, in the parking lot. You're here too?"
Caleb: "Just walked inside."
Me: "Oh, I must have missed you..."
At this point, I'm getting out of the car and he walks outside. Immediately smile at each other and walk inside. Make our way to our seats. I could tell he was a little bit nervous and to be honest, so was I. He was exactly the way he was in his picture. Cute. Not in a "sort of cute, but I'll say cute anyway because I have to be nice when you sent me a pic" but a "better than the picture cute." And his shyness was very cute as well. We make small talk with little awkward moments in between. Don't get me wrong, the moments weren't that awkward. Just small pauses in conversation. I like those moments. Just to see what the recover move or topic is going to be. After a couple drinks in, Caleb becomes more comfortable and we once again, talk about anything and everything. After those drinks and the water I ordered, I had to go to the restroom. And as a guy that knows a little touch goes a long way, I touch his shoulder as I pass him. I get back and we continue conversation.
It was just a solid good first meeting. I don't know what else to say besides that. We pay, get up and head out the door. I ask him what he's doing after this and he said he's going home to crash since he was up all day. (Which I'd already known from talking to him earlier.) I was fine with that, I was ready to go home too. He tells me he had a great time and hoped that he hadn't scared me away. I told him that I don't scare easily and told him that we'd have to do this again soon. He agreed, gave a big hug and we parted ways.
Pretty sure I was on cloud 9 the entire way home. I get in the drive way and I get this text:
"It was great meeting you tonight. I had a really good time. :-)"
I reply: "Hey, just stepped in the door. The feeling is mutual. I had an awesome time. I'm making it my mission to get you to like some type of vegetable! :-)"
He doesn't like vegetables at all. I absolutely love them. I'll get him to love them too.. ha.
Needless to say, we've been texting since then. No plans to meet back up at the moment, but I'm sure it'll happen soon.
I think that's a good enough post for now. Be sure to comment or email me if you want.
- Under Wraps
underwraps87@gmail.com
I couldn't resist. Orientation with the new job that morning. I'm excited about the position and I start on Monday. More on the guy that I told you about in my last post. He deserves a name...I'll go with Caleb. Caleb and I have been talking on a regular basis for the past 4-5 days. Honestly, he has been reason why I even log on to Grindr. So we're chatting and I ask if he'd want to meet up. Not for anything sexual, but just somewhere to talk to him more. I've seen his face and at this point, he'd not seen me at all. He says yes and we figure out a place to meet. After all that talk, he asks if I could send a picture of me just so he'd recognize me once we met at the restaurant. I felt really comfortable with him, and was more than happy to send him a pic. We talk for a little more, then he had to log off so he can visit with his family in town. I log off as well, then took a nap, just so more time could pass until that evening... I woke up really horny and decided to log back on to Grindr to see if I could have a little fun before dinner. Now in hindsight, that probably makes me seem like a whore, but I don't care. Just a horny young guy living my life as I want to.
As soon as I log on, I spotted a picture of a guy flexing his bicep. Started chatting him up and we agree to meet at his hotel (conveniently three miles away from where I was meeting Caleb for dinner.) He was an older guy, but very handsome and sexy for his age. As I was driving to the hotel, I started to wonder about what the hell I was doing. There were multiple times during the drive over I had second thoughts.
"Is this guy gonna hurt me? Do I tell Caleb about this? This is going to be an interesting evening, can't wait to blog about this!"
Alright, so I wasn't all nervous. But enough to where I brought a knife with me just in case this guy tried something crazy. Hey, I gotta be safe in more ways than one.. right? He texts me the room number as I pull in the parking lot. I make my way in and head to the elevator. Get to the fourth floor, knock on the door. He took a little bit to answer, and for some reason I thought,
"I wonder if this is a undercover sting operation? Oh wait, there was no money involved, I'm good."
He opens and he's just as I described. I take my jacket off on the couch, make our way to the bed and just talk for a bit. Talked about the upcoming big game on Saturday, the NBA season, what he does (attorney), what I will be doing, etc. Then we get a little touchy-feely. Touching leads to kissing, leading back to touching. Touching to clothes coming off. He was a great kisser, something that seems to be a little hard to find. At least for me it is. At this point we're down to underwear. He kisses and licks all the way south and I'm hard as a rock at this point. He begins blowing me. He was a little rough at first until I had to coach him a little. While he's blowing me, he rubs on my nipples and chest. Great level of detail he had with his hands. Then we get into a 69. Now I'm not blowing my own horn, but I give great head. So during the course of me blowing him, he stops me at least three times. I love giving pleasure and since I was receiving at the same time, it was great. Seeing him respond to me blowing made him that much more excited, thus making me more excited too.
He then asks if I wanted to fuck him. I had never fucked a guy, so I declined. He knew I hadn't before hand, so he was cool with me not wanting to. We rolled around kissing and touching and jacking each other off for a good amount of time. We finally get to a place where we were both ready to cum. We both get into a good rhythm and I come first. Probably one of the best orgasms I've had in a while. I'm ready for him to cum, so I continue to jack him when he stops me to grab a towel for me. He wipes me up and gives me a final suck. Felt amazing. I continue to jack him until he came. Good explosion for him as well. He wipes himself and he asks if I wanted to take a shower before I "met my friends for dinner." I had plenty of time, so we take a shower together and continued to talk. He washes me all over and I do the same.
We had great conversation afterward and he tells me he comes back in town every couple of weeks if I wanted to do this again. I told him to let me know whenever he's back and we'll go from there. I was a little vague in my answer just because I didn't want to get his hopes up (or mine for that matter) for us hooking up again. We say our goodbyes and I exit the room. As I leave the room, I see a man and woman (obviously a couple) head my way. I automatically felt like I was making the walk of shame down the hallway as I give a nod to the guy. He smiled and gave the same nod. I'm sure he knew what went down, but I didn't care. As I made my way to the lobby, the receptionist gave an extra happy "Have a good night." Of course I wanted to tell her I already did and on to the next part of the good night, but I refrained. I was sure everyone knew what I just did in that hotel room, which is kind of funny to think about. I get to my car and let out a huge laugh. Don't know why. I just felt like laughing.
I make my way down the road to dinner. I was about 15 minutes early, so I just sat in my car and waited. The restaurant was surprisingly empty by the looks of how many cars were in the parking lot. I parked in a position where I could see the door as well as anyone entering the parking lot. Time passes. More time passes. About 20 minutes later, I decided to call Caleb to see if he'd gotten lost. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring....
Caleb: "Hey, you here?"
Me: "Yeah, in the parking lot. You're here too?"
Caleb: "Just walked inside."
Me: "Oh, I must have missed you..."
At this point, I'm getting out of the car and he walks outside. Immediately smile at each other and walk inside. Make our way to our seats. I could tell he was a little bit nervous and to be honest, so was I. He was exactly the way he was in his picture. Cute. Not in a "sort of cute, but I'll say cute anyway because I have to be nice when you sent me a pic" but a "better than the picture cute." And his shyness was very cute as well. We make small talk with little awkward moments in between. Don't get me wrong, the moments weren't that awkward. Just small pauses in conversation. I like those moments. Just to see what the recover move or topic is going to be. After a couple drinks in, Caleb becomes more comfortable and we once again, talk about anything and everything. After those drinks and the water I ordered, I had to go to the restroom. And as a guy that knows a little touch goes a long way, I touch his shoulder as I pass him. I get back and we continue conversation.
It was just a solid good first meeting. I don't know what else to say besides that. We pay, get up and head out the door. I ask him what he's doing after this and he said he's going home to crash since he was up all day. (Which I'd already known from talking to him earlier.) I was fine with that, I was ready to go home too. He tells me he had a great time and hoped that he hadn't scared me away. I told him that I don't scare easily and told him that we'd have to do this again soon. He agreed, gave a big hug and we parted ways.
Pretty sure I was on cloud 9 the entire way home. I get in the drive way and I get this text:
"It was great meeting you tonight. I had a really good time. :-)"
I reply: "Hey, just stepped in the door. The feeling is mutual. I had an awesome time. I'm making it my mission to get you to like some type of vegetable! :-)"
He doesn't like vegetables at all. I absolutely love them. I'll get him to love them too.. ha.
Needless to say, we've been texting since then. No plans to meet back up at the moment, but I'm sure it'll happen soon.
I think that's a good enough post for now. Be sure to comment or email me if you want.
- Under Wraps
underwraps87@gmail.com
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Quick Post
Alright, just wanted to keep writing on a regular basis. Its easy to say "I'll blog tomorrow," or "I have nothing to talk about," but that's what your readers what to hear (if you have readers. And I currently have two followers. Thanks for following by the way.) I think I'll just write about the day. I start training and orientation tomorrow at the new job, so I'm excited. Watched the Thursday night line up on NBC, which is always good. Parks and Rec and Whitney are a couple of my favorites. Great writers for those shows. Now, I'm talking to a pretty genuine guy on Grindr. Roots for the same college football team as I, has goals, didn't ask to see my dick. He's being a nice guy. I don't have my hopes up (after all, it's Grindr), but this seems a little different. I'm anxious to write about him a little more, if there is more. I haven't put up any pics of guys yet, that'll be the next post for sure. And I'll let you know how orientation/training goes. Have a great night.
Here's a video of Drake on Chelsea Lately talking about Nicki Minaj, Lil Wayne and of course, his music. I love Drake's new album 'Take Care' and plus he's easy on the eyes I think. He's come a long way from being on Disney.
OVOXO
Here's a video of Drake on Chelsea Lately talking about Nicki Minaj, Lil Wayne and of course, his music. I love Drake's new album 'Take Care' and plus he's easy on the eyes I think. He's come a long way from being on Disney.
OVOXO
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Guys on Grindr
Alright, I've been checking out Grindr lately and I want to give a small rundown of the potential that's in my city. I'm pretty much looking for masculine, active guys who are cool to hang around. And every once in a while, a hook up. Pretty general description, but it's a case-by-case type deal. Why be so specific? Plus, the guys have been pretty revealing on their own, so I've been able to weed out the crazies.. sort of. These are in no particular order. This is more for me to type out my thoughts -- should be fun.
A -- Raised in small town town. Has a bit of country in his voice, and I love it. Has unconventional work, but is the most down to earth. He was fine with me not giving out a face pic right off the bat and actually gave his out to make me feel comfortable. He's 31, but doesn't look it at all. Met up with him one night and talked for a good amount of time about everything. Eventually, we messed around a bit. Definitely a fun evening. We talked a bit about meeting up again, but he's really busy with work and we both have roommates, so it makes it difficult. I'm starting to have mixed feelings about him seeing has how we haven't talked as much as I'd like. I don't want to pressure anything, but I also want to hang out with him.
J -- Also raised in a smaller town than A. Is 26 and is a elementary teacher. We've texted for about a week before we met up. Really easy to talk to as well. He also has a roommate. So when we met up, I drove to his house, snuck in his room and we started a movie.. didn't end up finishing the movie due to a bed and two horny guys being in it, but I've seen it before. Another fun evening. We met up for a second time and we just watched a movie and cuddled. It was really nice to finally have a feeling like that where I can just lay back, watch a movie with a guy and feel completely fine. Great head on his shoulders, down to earth and is active. He's a big lake guy. He grew up on it. Problem is he's a little feminine. Haven't been able to see mannerisms yet, but I can just tell. I'm sure there will be more on him later.
There are other guys, but I haven't talked to them much, nor have I seen their faces. I'm reserved about giving out face pics due to me not being out and the gay community in this city all seem to know each other. Some of them just want to hook up and I admit, I'm down for the occasional hook up. As I continue blogging, you'll get to hear about those guys.
You guys can email me at underwraps87@gmail.com. I check it pretty regularly, so feel free to ask questions.
-UW
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