Friday, February 29, 2008

Ireland: Friday, February 29 (part 2)

Written Friday, February 29 at 10:11 pm, Dublin (at the hotel)

I hooked up with a Dublin guy early in the evening via Manhunt.  (He’s actually from “the north”; don’t know if that means Belfast/Northern Ireland or not.)  Ended up as and interesting encounter: he asked me to put on some of my leather — I only brought a vest and some boots, to keep the weight down — and that plus a nice fat dick made him want me to fuck him.   No problem.  Except that he’d never been fucked before (and hadn’t done much fucking himself, I gather; I guess he was mostly an oral guy).  Fat dick + cherry ass = probably quite the memorable time for him.  (Moreso because of the Prince Albert piercing — I only have the 6-gauge curved barbell in, so nothing nearly so dramatic as if the 2-gauge ring were in, but still, multiple new sensations for him!)  Did he like it?  He wasn’t sure; he had some definite pain, and he didn’t know what he should be feeling (and I could barely tell him, it’s been 18 years since I was in that place), but he stuck with it like a trooper and eventually decided he just needed to jam himself on down.  (First time I’ve deflowered a guy, to my knowledge.  He took it easier than some have, though!)

Updated on January 11, 2010

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