Eugene and I used to talk a lot about the various men that were or attempted to enter our lives. He termed them as "menses". We definitely had our share of craziness over the years. We used to talk a lot more frequently but not so much since I've been with Dom. Plus with everything going on with me jobwise I haven't really felt like talking much since every other conversation related to my situation. I do miss our daily calls. We have been hanging out once a year at least during New Year's Eve with another long-term friend of his who happens to be straight. We'll see if we hang out again this New Year's Eve.
So in terms of men, Dom of course is my main man. But since I still have that itch to scratch, I've tried to find other men for that area. To absolutely nobody's shock I have not found that one guy that works out perfectly.
There's Tony, a mid-50's married guy about 5'11, 275 lbs. that I met for the first time one snowy Saturday evening in February 2018 when Dom was in Palm Springs. Tony's wife, a registered nurse, was working that evening so he invited me over. He lives out in Valpo in a nice mid-price subdivision. There was a bit of snow on the ground and Tony was paranoid that his wife would find out so he made sure to tell me to not make too many tracks in the driveway and walk on the far edge.
So when Tony and I kissed it was very passionate. We tongued each other down in the main hallway as our hands rubbed all over each other's bodies. His little chihuahua was yapping in the nearby kitchen and Tony directed me to head upstairs to his bedroom where we made out some more and we sucked each other's dick. We also tossed each other's salads before he eventually sucked me off and I jacked him off. I'm not much of a swallower.
It was a very hot session but it would be almost two years later before we would meet again. Prior to that he had deleted his A4A account and later recreated it again which was how we chatted. He mentioned that one of his hookups told his wife about their encounter which of course got her upset and he deleted his account. We met sporadically a couple more times in 2019 and maybe once or twice in COVID 2020. But it's since petered out. At least it was fun while it lasted.
I met Mallard one summer day in 2017 in the back lot of a restaurant. Mallard and I initially met on Manhunt but his preferred mode of chatting was on Skype. He best describes himself as an old, crabby, fat man. When I met him there was a definite attraction. I didn't find him to be as fat as he made himself out to be. Yes he had a belly but he also seemed pretty athletic.
Our encounter consisted of walking down a deserted street and basically stealing touches. He'd discreetly put his hand underneath my shirt to rub my stomach. I'd put my hand and rub his stomach and back. We'd cop quick feels of our growing manhoods here and there. Our walk eventually led us to a forest preserve. When I thought it was relatively private, I tried to steal a quick kiss but Mallard wasn't feeling it. We eventually walked back to our cars where Mallard gave me a present of several pairs of Fruit of the Loom underwear. Oddly enough he's not the first man to give me underwear. That distinction would go to my friend/past hookup Midas who gave me designer underwear and a speedo.
So that would be the only time we met. Oddly enough we chat periodically on Skype where I keep falling into the cat and mouse game of trying to get him to meet up again. But he keeps playing the "I'm old, cranky, and fat" card. Apparently he admitted to have a lot of self esteem issues (he said that guys keep insulting him and calling him fat when he posts shirtless photos on his A4A account) and not having a lot of experiences with guys. He's too afraid to invite anyone over as well. I admit the game is getting old and I find myself wondering why I continue to waste my time chatting. Was it really him I met that one time? It was so long ago I really can't remember. *LOL*.
Then there's Subby. I don't remember when we met but it had to be sometime in the summer of 2018. I didn't think we were much of a match since he's into being humiliated and tortured by a dominant guy. Also he did not like kissing and mostly bottomed. Nonetheless we did meet and he pretty much sucked me. I noticed that it took me a lot longer to get hard. Eventually he convinced me to fuck him. He wanted me to do it without a condom but I insisted on putting on one. And it was a good thing I did since he had a little bit of shit come out. Needless to say that turned me off. I quickly pulled out and threw the condom out. He then went back to sucking me and I eventually came and thankfully he left. I had to spray the living room afterwards since his odor still lingered.
Subby kept contacting me periodically afterwards to see if we could meet again. I told him that I didn't think we were a match. He reiterated how much he enjoyed himself but I told him no. A little over two years later though I decided to give him another shot. I was in the middle of a long man drought and was desperate when he reached out yet again. We agreed that he would only suck me off. So he came over one late evening after Dom went to bed. It took me a long time to get hard. It was a little over an hour before I finally came and then he threw up on my carpet narrowly missing my feet and socks. Needless to say that was disgusting and it reminded me why I didn't want to see him again in the first place.
He still tries to reach out to me. But I know there won't be a third time no matter how desperate I am.
Maxwell was a younger black gentleman that caught my eye on A4A. He was 29 (gulp 20 years younger than me) and a successful restaurant manager that was relocating to Northwest Indiana from Chicago. He seemed quite mature for his age (then again I was mature in my 20's as well). He said he was looking for someone to settle down with. I told him about Dom and let him know that Dom was my ride or die.
We first met sometime in the summer of 2020 late evening. I had just started taking my cybersecurity bootcamp classes. We talked for a bit (he also had to take a call from an assistant at the restaurant) and then we started making out before eventually jacking off.
We met a couple more times and even went out to grab brunch at a local diner. We learned a lot about each other. It was cool learning that he also enjoyed dabbling in the stock market. We even exchanged some stock tips. (As an aside if anyone is still reading my blog, I implore you to check out BB. Blackberry used to be a big player on cell phones but has since switched gears and has become a major cybersecurity firm. They have a stake in providing security to autonomous vehicles via their proprietary software QNX. I am convinced that they are going to be trading over $100 by 2023.)
But back to Maxwell. He's a pretty cool guy though I was realizing I liked him more as a friend than anything else. His job was stressing him out big time. He told me how he started out working as a waiter and over the next seven years worked his way to becoming a manager. He was on the fast track to becoming overall manager of several restaurant chains. But to save his sanity he decided to cut ties with his employer earlier this year. We sporadically keep in touch and I hope we can develop more of a friendship. Lord knows I don't have a lot of gay friends.
There's Doug. He's a bald mid 40s salesman in decent shape living near the Illinois/Indiana border in Lansing. We chatted on the infamous A4A site. We talked about our wants and needs. I remember telling him about loving to kiss but how COVID was putting a damper on that. We reassured each other that everything would be fine. He had a "roommate" that was living with him so would have to meet at my place.
We decided to meet during the day at an unusual location. He suggested meeting up in my garage. It would be the first time since Rock (so that's going way back) that I made love in a garage. And it would be a first in my garage. So he drove up to my driveway. Of course my neighbor from across the street happened to be outside his garage. The neighbor was busy doing his own thing though. Doug came into the garage and I closed the main door.
Things got hot and steamy as Doug and I made out. He was a very good kisser and we really were getting at it. I opened my car's rear door and we made our way inside while still making out. He eventually went for my dick and sucked me off. Then to my surprise I returned the favor. I admit that I am not a fan of swallowing but for some reason it felt right. Thankfully he wasn't a big cummer so I didn't feel nauseous.
We had a great time and met at least a half dozen more times (mostly in my basement). We pretty much do the same thing which is fine. But he claims to be so busy all the time so we haven't met in a while. Such is the life for E. *LOL*.
I've chatted with a few other guys here and there. One is a blast from my past that never really took off. Jamie's a short (about 5'6) stocky daddy bear that I went out with twice in the early 2010's. He even picked me up to get my new used car (that I still drive today) in March 2014. We lost touch after that and recently reconnected after I saw his profile on bear411. I was interested in him but he didn't think I was. We text here and there but haven't met up yet. He was talking about possibly meeting up for dinner at a Middle Eastern spot the weekend after Thanksgiving. We'll see if that happens.
Another guy that I recently chatted with was one I met on yet another social networking site called biggercity. Ross complimented me on a photo I had where I had a yogurt moustache with a smile. He had a great torso shot that caught my eye as well. We've been emailing back and forth and wants to meet me. Of course he lives outside of Indianapolis which is about two and a half hours from me.
I found out that Ross is a lifetime entertainer having owned several theatres and restaurants. His heart belongs to New York and he sees himself moving back in the next year or so. He had bit roles in the mid-80s in a couple of movies that starred big hitters of the time like Cheryl Ladd (of Charlie's Angels fame), Jane Seymour, and Christopher Plummer. He owned those businesses with his long term partner (both business and personal) Ray.
He invited Dom and I (I still have to tell Dom about it) to a Christmas show he's starring in as Elvis in mid-December. He's offered up his place to stay at which we would have our own guest room with private bath. Of course if we meet I would be taking all the risk in seeing him. If for whatever reason there isn't a connection, it would be a wasted trip aside from the show. We're not planning on hooking up during that time though.
So those are the main guys that I've interacted with over the last six years. Of course I met a few one offs and major assholes as usual. There's this other guy Harry I recently met that is nice but I'm not 100% attracted to him. He's not the greatest kisser either. But he is a top which is so rare for me to find so for now I'll keep him. But ideally I would like to find one or two guys I can meet regularly to scratch that itch while I still have it. I know my sexual years will decline eventually so have to enjoy it while I can.
