Last week I tried speed dating, the awkward part was I did it with my ex. It was all part of me trying to get him to be more social. I guess I’ve felt a little guilty that I’ve taken to being single like a duck to water and my ex has been a bit slow on the up take, so speed dating seemed like the perfect opportunity to meet a lot of single guys.
The event was run by Village Drinks, who are a social networking site for gay professionals and there were 50 single guy’s at this event. As my ex and I were early we managed to secure places sitting down rather than one of the people who move from table to table.
Neither of us had been speed dating before so didn’t really know what to expect. Firstly three minutes was hardly enough time to chat to anyone and decide whether you want to see them again, there was far too much paper work to do within that time and all in all I felt like I was Alan Sugar interviewing for possible dates.
There was a good array of vocations ranging from HR, self employed, bankers and fund raisers and I found that as the night went on, the more wine I drank the more open I was to ticking the yes box for further dates. I also neglected to tell my potential dates I was here with my ex, which in one case had funny repercussion for one suitor.
Basically the way it was set up meant that after I had seen a guy they went to the next table which my ex sat at. One guy complained to my ex that I had talked about myself for the whole 3 minutes. My ex told him we were friends and the guy was highly embarrassed, then we both marked him down as a no.
It was an enjoyable night and we both had a good laugh, the following day we got our results back and only one person wanted to date my ex, while I had four interested guys. I’ve already arranged dates with two of them for this week so watch this space for an update.
Tuesday 29 June 2010
Thursday 17 June 2010
No pain no gain
Well I had my surgery and all went well. I'm so glad I did it and its the best £3.5k I've ever spent. Three days after the surgery, even though I'm swollen, bruised and do not have any feeling in the abdomen area I already have a flat stomach as pictured below.
I'll be out of action sex wise as I have to wear a cross between support knickers and a pantie girdle for 24 hours for the next month, then during the day for the month after but i have a flat stomach. It has given me the kick to get back to the gym, plus I'm well on my way yo fulfilling my goal of not having a paunch and having a taut flat stomach by the time I'm 40 (three years away).
I must say that going for the surgery has also been an eye opener in regards to the guys I've been sleeping with. Matta has been so attentive, presents and coming round to check on me. Despite my 16 year old sister popping down from Edinburgh to look after me, Matta came round and stayed Sunday, Monday and Tuesday.
While its nice to be fussed over it did get a bit too much by Tuesday. He's sweet and I've told him I don't want a relationship, but I think he does. Bless him though as he was gagging for it as he'd not had sex since I stayed at his after Lady Gaga, and too be honest I was gagging after three days without cuming so we sneaked up stairs on Tuesday while my sister was chatting to friends on Bebo on the PC downstairs. We had to be quiet but he sucked me off, and bless he told me previous he'd never swallowed and he tried for me. He ultimately gagged and brought it back up but at least he tried. I had no problem sucking him off to climax and swallowing, shame he doesn't have a bigger cock.
Chopper has called a few times to check on me - He's older than me but there is something sexy about him so we'll see where that goes. Jim-bow has called twice and said he's busy until next week. I think I'm gonna let him go, despite the good sex, decent dick, he's cheap. He's still not paid for the Gaga ticket and I paid for dinner the last time. I think one more dinner date paid for by him then he'll be eating curb.
I've also been speaking to a cute accountant - i know it sounds boring but he seems cool. We have a date next Tuesday so watch this space for more updates.
I must say that going for the surgery has also been an eye opener in regards to the guys I've been sleeping with. Matta has been so attentive, presents and coming round to check on me. Despite my 16 year old sister popping down from Edinburgh to look after me, Matta came round and stayed Sunday, Monday and Tuesday.
While its nice to be fussed over it did get a bit too much by Tuesday. He's sweet and I've told him I don't want a relationship, but I think he does. Bless him though as he was gagging for it as he'd not had sex since I stayed at his after Lady Gaga, and too be honest I was gagging after three days without cuming so we sneaked up stairs on Tuesday while my sister was chatting to friends on Bebo on the PC downstairs. We had to be quiet but he sucked me off, and bless he told me previous he'd never swallowed and he tried for me. He ultimately gagged and brought it back up but at least he tried. I had no problem sucking him off to climax and swallowing, shame he doesn't have a bigger cock.
Chopper has called a few times to check on me - He's older than me but there is something sexy about him so we'll see where that goes. Jim-bow has called twice and said he's busy until next week. I think I'm gonna let him go, despite the good sex, decent dick, he's cheap. He's still not paid for the Gaga ticket and I paid for dinner the last time. I think one more dinner date paid for by him then he'll be eating curb.
I've also been speaking to a cute accountant - i know it sounds boring but he seems cool. We have a date next Tuesday so watch this space for more updates.
Thursday 10 June 2010
Oh lord make me over
Well I’m taking this slightly further this time, lets face it, it was my longest relationship that I’ve recently broken up from, I need to do something drastic. I’m having some cosmetic surgery.
I’m two years away from being 40 and despite leading a fairly healthy life style I have very small love handles and a tiny paunch. I’m not fat or obese, in fact since I’ve been single I’ve actually lost a stone. I still want a flat stomach before I’m 40, plus I have a little sun damage on my forehead. So I’ve bought and paid for liposuction on my love handles and upper and lower stomach to achieve that flat stomach I long for. I go under the knife tomorrow.
I am also having a non surgical treatment on my face which compiles of using an acid product twice a day on my face to peel skin, then every six weeks go for a derma-roller procedure. Derma-roller is a small wheel with 192 pin on it which prick the skin and stimulate it to produce collagen and breaking down pigmentation. I need three derma-roller procedures six weeks apart and I’ve already had my first one. I also had my lips plumped – which I’m very please with.
I guess I should be heeled and ready by the end of August – who knows with the new confidence that this will bring I’ll be dancing topless in some club and getting with even hotter guys. I love being single.
I’m two years away from being 40 and despite leading a fairly healthy life style I have very small love handles and a tiny paunch. I’m not fat or obese, in fact since I’ve been single I’ve actually lost a stone. I still want a flat stomach before I’m 40, plus I have a little sun damage on my forehead. So I’ve bought and paid for liposuction on my love handles and upper and lower stomach to achieve that flat stomach I long for. I go under the knife tomorrow.
I am also having a non surgical treatment on my face which compiles of using an acid product twice a day on my face to peel skin, then every six weeks go for a derma-roller procedure. Derma-roller is a small wheel with 192 pin on it which prick the skin and stimulate it to produce collagen and breaking down pigmentation. I need three derma-roller procedures six weeks apart and I’ve already had my first one. I also had my lips plumped – which I’m very please with.
I guess I should be heeled and ready by the end of August – who knows with the new confidence that this will bring I’ll be dancing topless in some club and getting with even hotter guys. I love being single.
When two world's collide
Last weekend I went to see Lady Gaga again – I must say the concert had been highly polished since I saw her in Feb and was totally amazing. Anyway I had a spare ticket so didn’t know who to ask. As I’ve been spending a bit of time with Matta I asked him but it turned out he was going with a friend on the same night. Great I though then we can hook up in the concert.
As I’ve also been seeing a bit of Jim-Bow, he has a good coke dealer and we’ve been having some normal dinner and drinks dates and some chem'd sex sessions. So I though I’d see if he wanted to go, which as it turned out was good as he had friends down from Wales who were attending. So I get round to his on bank holiday Monday and we factor in some time before his friends arrive for a good sex session. After that I’m chatting and told him my friend Matta was also going and I was possibly meeting him in the O2 arena. Jim-Bow then asks if Matta is an Italian hairdresser, which I confirm. It only turns out that Jim-Bow and Matta have liaised a few times in the past. Awkward!
I make out to Jim-Bow that I’ve know Matta for a while and he is nothing more than a friend. I get away with this as Matta works across the road from my favourite gay bar so it’s quite conceivable that we know each other. Anyway I know have to manage how I let Matta see me with Jim-Bow in light of this new information, who knew juggle shag buddies would be so hard.
I decide to text Matta and tell him that he knows my good friend Jim-Bow, and as Jim-Bow sings in a choir I make out that I used to sing in the same choir and that’s how we know each other.
Anyway once we get to the O2 Arena I call Matta to say I’m hear, it turns out he was standing five foot away and is shocked to see me with James. He immediately says he’s going to hang with his friend and he’ll call me after the concert to meet up. Jim-Bow had already stated I couldn’t stop over as his friends from Wales were staying over. I was cool with that as I’d already had sex with him earlier in the day.
Jim-Bow was a bit of a damp squid at the Lady Gaga concert and refused to dance, I ended up dancing the night away with two cute American girls, who despite them knowing I was gay insisted in bumping and grinding me provocatively. After the concert there was a mad rush to leave and so I ended up travelling on the tube with Jim-Bow but to my amazement when we got to Stratford Matta was waiting for me.
Jim-Bow said good by and I got away with a quick kiss on the lips- then Matta went off to the off licences for some booze and had a wild night shagging before falling asleep. I had a nice night cuddling Matta and we sent most of Tuesday together which was nice, I’m getting a little soft spot for him and his cocky Italian manner.
As I’ve also been seeing a bit of Jim-Bow, he has a good coke dealer and we’ve been having some normal dinner and drinks dates and some chem'd sex sessions. So I though I’d see if he wanted to go, which as it turned out was good as he had friends down from Wales who were attending. So I get round to his on bank holiday Monday and we factor in some time before his friends arrive for a good sex session. After that I’m chatting and told him my friend Matta was also going and I was possibly meeting him in the O2 arena. Jim-Bow then asks if Matta is an Italian hairdresser, which I confirm. It only turns out that Jim-Bow and Matta have liaised a few times in the past. Awkward!
I make out to Jim-Bow that I’ve know Matta for a while and he is nothing more than a friend. I get away with this as Matta works across the road from my favourite gay bar so it’s quite conceivable that we know each other. Anyway I know have to manage how I let Matta see me with Jim-Bow in light of this new information, who knew juggle shag buddies would be so hard.
I decide to text Matta and tell him that he knows my good friend Jim-Bow, and as Jim-Bow sings in a choir I make out that I used to sing in the same choir and that’s how we know each other.
Anyway once we get to the O2 Arena I call Matta to say I’m hear, it turns out he was standing five foot away and is shocked to see me with James. He immediately says he’s going to hang with his friend and he’ll call me after the concert to meet up. Jim-Bow had already stated I couldn’t stop over as his friends from Wales were staying over. I was cool with that as I’d already had sex with him earlier in the day.
Jim-Bow was a bit of a damp squid at the Lady Gaga concert and refused to dance, I ended up dancing the night away with two cute American girls, who despite them knowing I was gay insisted in bumping and grinding me provocatively. After the concert there was a mad rush to leave and so I ended up travelling on the tube with Jim-Bow but to my amazement when we got to Stratford Matta was waiting for me.
Jim-Bow said good by and I got away with a quick kiss on the lips- then Matta went off to the off licences for some booze and had a wild night shagging before falling asleep. I had a nice night cuddling Matta and we sent most of Tuesday together which was nice, I’m getting a little soft spot for him and his cocky Italian manner.
Friday 4 June 2010
Young Gun Going for it
Last Friday I needed to be in work for 7am, not unusual and I enjoy commuting into work at that time as the tube is relatively empty. After getting on the tube and settling into my seat the train left and soon came into the next station. As it pulled in I noticed a young cute guy standing on the platform, he should have gotten on the carriage after mine, but to my amazement he ran down the platform to get in my carriage and sat directly across from me.
You know you get a feeling when someone is looking at you, well I could feel his eye staring at me. I looked up and caught his eye and he smiled. God he was young, cute and obviously in to me. I was extremely flattered, but it was 6.30am in the morning and I didn’t really know how I was going to strike up a conversation. He got off at Kings Cross – but as he got up I plucked up enough courage to give him my business card.
Later that evening I received a text from the guy and we entered into a conversation and it turns out he was 25, Turkish and here learning English. I was extremely flattered as he thought I was 27 (ten year younger than I actually am). It ended with us agreeing to meet up on Saturday for a coffee, he was very insistent that he come to mine, who was I to disagree.
On Saturday he came round at 2pm prompt – to be honest with you I though he’d just want to chat as he’d told me he didn’t know any gay people in London and his family and friends did not know he was gay. How wrong could I have been, as soon as I’d shut the door he kissed me, I was shocked but not stunned so continued the kiss. Before long he had my trousers off and was sucking on my cock. He then told me he was top and wanted to fuck me. I told him I didn’t fuck strangers so he insisted I get down on my knees and suck him off. Something I did with great ease as he came in three minutes.
He then got dressed and said he’d like to see me again – I was shocked at how forward this young guy was and said I’d be in touch. Since then he’s befriended me on Facebook and pestered me for another date, I’ve yet to get back to him. Even though this was a quick affair I can only thank him for saying that he thought I was 27, but his directness was slightly off putting.
You know you get a feeling when someone is looking at you, well I could feel his eye staring at me. I looked up and caught his eye and he smiled. God he was young, cute and obviously in to me. I was extremely flattered, but it was 6.30am in the morning and I didn’t really know how I was going to strike up a conversation. He got off at Kings Cross – but as he got up I plucked up enough courage to give him my business card.
Later that evening I received a text from the guy and we entered into a conversation and it turns out he was 25, Turkish and here learning English. I was extremely flattered as he thought I was 27 (ten year younger than I actually am). It ended with us agreeing to meet up on Saturday for a coffee, he was very insistent that he come to mine, who was I to disagree.
On Saturday he came round at 2pm prompt – to be honest with you I though he’d just want to chat as he’d told me he didn’t know any gay people in London and his family and friends did not know he was gay. How wrong could I have been, as soon as I’d shut the door he kissed me, I was shocked but not stunned so continued the kiss. Before long he had my trousers off and was sucking on my cock. He then told me he was top and wanted to fuck me. I told him I didn’t fuck strangers so he insisted I get down on my knees and suck him off. Something I did with great ease as he came in three minutes.
He then got dressed and said he’d like to see me again – I was shocked at how forward this young guy was and said I’d be in touch. Since then he’s befriended me on Facebook and pestered me for another date, I’ve yet to get back to him. Even though this was a quick affair I can only thank him for saying that he thought I was 27, but his directness was slightly off putting.
Wednesday 2 June 2010
Chopper
After a rather drunken night out I found myself scouring Gaydar for a shag. A guy called Chopper started messaging me asking if I wanted to come across to his and have some fun with him and another guy. I got a good vibe from him, plus I was thinking with my groin so I jumped in a taxi and went round to his. When I got into Chopper’s flat, which he’d left unlocked for me to come in, I was met with the sight of the second guy rimming Chopper, both guys were extremly well endowed. This got me extremely hard and within seconds I was naked with my cock in hand. I swiftly put on a condom and started pounding his arse while he sucked off the second guy. Well I was extremely drunk, chem’d and horny – unfortunately I only managed to fuck for 3mins before shooting my load across choppers chest.
I was extremely embarrassed about my early ejaculation so got dressed made my left. Later that morning Chopper texted me begging me to come round later but I already had plans. I made sure I stressed that my performance was not typical. After a day of horny texts and pictures I agreed to pop round and see him after my dinner date. When I got there the front door was locked and it started to rain. I tried calling him but kept going through to voice mail. After ten minutes I sent him a text telling him he was a wanker and headed home.
The following morning I awoke to apologetic messages as Chopper had fallen asleep. He insisted that he take me for lunch, which I accepted. Over our lunch I saw him not as this sex addict but a really lovable rogue type of guy. He was open and honest with me and told me he had a high sex drive, which I echoed the sentiment. He told me he was out of town that weekend but would like to hook up on Sunday evening.
Sunday evening came and I went back round to his. We had a few drinks and then headed off to the bedroom where we had the most amazing horny sex. I fucked him in three positions, and the final time he spunked over his chest, shortly after that I withdrew, took off the condom and added my sunk to the mix on his chest. After that we fell asleep and cuddled for most of the night.
I was extremely embarrassed about my early ejaculation so got dressed made my left. Later that morning Chopper texted me begging me to come round later but I already had plans. I made sure I stressed that my performance was not typical. After a day of horny texts and pictures I agreed to pop round and see him after my dinner date. When I got there the front door was locked and it started to rain. I tried calling him but kept going through to voice mail. After ten minutes I sent him a text telling him he was a wanker and headed home.
The following morning I awoke to apologetic messages as Chopper had fallen asleep. He insisted that he take me for lunch, which I accepted. Over our lunch I saw him not as this sex addict but a really lovable rogue type of guy. He was open and honest with me and told me he had a high sex drive, which I echoed the sentiment. He told me he was out of town that weekend but would like to hook up on Sunday evening.
Sunday evening came and I went back round to his. We had a few drinks and then headed off to the bedroom where we had the most amazing horny sex. I fucked him in three positions, and the final time he spunked over his chest, shortly after that I withdrew, took off the condom and added my sunk to the mix on his chest. After that we fell asleep and cuddled for most of the night.
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