Monday, September 29, 2014

Small dicks: A niche market!

I wouldn't set much score on this scale
Tired of chasing after average and larger cocks and not getting anywhere? Why waste your time? There are hundreds of men living near you who almost never get a chance to chow down on a 6" or larger simply because they feel they don't have the bait for reciprocation.

Personally, I've liked small cocks for a long time now. Especially when soft. My interest really peaked this summer at Montreal's Nake Bike Ride, which I attended nude, of course. All the guys' dicks were very small -- I guess the way bike saddles pull them in. Even before we moved, there was this self-assured straight guy with a small dick standing around yakking. So hot when a man is not afraid to let others see his dick, even if it's small! 

Look at this good-looking guy on the left. If you're like me, you get hard thinking about sucking on that wee thing, making it bigger. I nearly went crazy after that ride, thinking about those small, soft dicks on unicyles belonging to young cute guys.

So that week I posted an ad online looking for small cocks. I got a reply from a young Filipino. Butch and a bit padded, he was very cute and fun. He said he had trouble getting sex because of his small dick. He kept warning me he had a small dick. All I could say was "good!" Well, I showed him a good time, even getting that little thing down the back of my throat. He'd never had THAT before. I even let him fuck me, which of course was nothing -- mostly banging. It was fun for me, getting banged by a butch young hottie, and he had the time of his life. 

A month later I got sex with two young guys in two days. The first, 17, said it was his first time. I believe it was. He really wanted to suck cock. He was a natural. He must've enacted every fantasy he ever had about sucking cock on mine. I was in heaven. It was a bit unnerving, having a kid with such a baby face going down on me, but he was so sweet and so brave.

The next day I stopped after school at noon at a 22-year-old cub's place. He was very cute, blond, with blue eyes. Everything went a bit fast, and he fucked me too. He called me daddy. I liked that.

I'm not as greedy as I used to be, so I waited another month before placing the ad again. I have a few prospects right now, including a young brown boy. Mmmm. 
Is this guy grinning because
he got a beautiful man with him
who's really excited to be
with a man with a big cock?

Salut, mon cop!

Gonna try to make this short and sweet, as I've been putting it off since last January and it's time to close this chapter of my sex life and move on. 

When we met after New Year's of this year, Mike grilled me about what I did sexually over the break. I told him about a cock I swallowed. He was angry, saying he wasn't going to fuck me, only he did that evening, but not since. He was particularly rough leading up to it, to the point of scaring me. But I've seen too many movies to know that you can't show fear, so I pretended to be into it and resumed being affectionate with him. It worked. Over time his violence subsided. As he rolled me around in the bed, hurting me, his face looked very tired and very angry for a long time. Then it changed to hurt. Hurt, I suppose, because he felt I betrayed me. Well, he had his wife to fuck, so what about me? 

He said after that he wanted me to go for STD tests. He didn't understand incubation periods. He was unreasonable and ignorant. I don't really want to go on. I'll just say that the rest of the winter and up to April was spent with me servicing him, massaging him, and blowing him as he worked my ass with his hand, sometimes fisting me. And man could he work my ass! I never had so much pleasure there before in my life. 

I haven't seen him since April. I texted him from time to time over the summer, but we never got together. Finally, with no more encouragement from him, I gave up. It was a good run. Three "seasons" of being a cop's bitch. I'm pretty over being in love with him. After all, being in love is just a bunch of endorphins flooding the brain. I suppose if he texted me and ordered me to go see him tonight, I'd go. After all, it's only sex. And he's a cop. And big and beautiful. And he can really work my ass.

Meanwhile, I discovered a new outlet: young guys with small dicks. More on that in the next installment. 

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Here's a review on one of my stories, about the former K.O.X., the hottest gay bar that ever existed in Montreal.

My thoughts on "La Queue Dorée": Here's a spot-on story of a quintessential grungy gay bar of the early 1980s. If you were there, you'll probably recognize yourself in Mr. Woolfrey's decadent descriptions. If you weren't, you might wish you had been. In either case, La Queue Dorée is a celebration of and an affectionate eulogy to a time and place the likes of which we'll probably never see again. Read it and remember the sleaze! --- Brock Cummings