Sunday, May 26, 2013

Orgy fail


So I'm no stranger to group play, but it's also not something I indulge in often. And when I do, I usually end up partnering up with one guy for the majority of the time with fluffers in between and taking voyeuristic delight in seeing my boy being played with by someone else (I learned to share in Kindergarten). So when I got a message inviting me to a play party near my parents' house on an evening that just happened to land on a night that I was going to be the same area anyway to visit family, I thought, "Why not?" As it later turned out, maybe it wasn't a night that was destined to align as perfectly as I thought it would.

Oh, sure, I got there and was probably there a little early. I even played with a couple of guys that were wonderful kissers that made me weak-kneed. And I ended up playing with a guy that was achingly beautiful. Where the lines of my body had softened having not seen a gym in well-over a year, his was remarkably carved from solid stone yet amazingly pliable in my hands as I maneuvered him in several positions, in several rooms with several people watching.

At one point, we took a break and this hot and equally ripped guy came up and started to play with him. But he reeked of chemicals. The same smell and foul breath that I experienced twice before with guys that were parTying with a capital T. It was a bit much for me and left them at it only to find my newfound buddy later coming out of the bathroom having washed off the slime of the partying guy's saliva off his neck. Apparently, it was a bit much for him too.

But here's where the hypocrisy flies in full glory. I'm sure there are guys that can handle it and there are others that can't. And from what I hear, some drugs pull more people into one of those two categories more than others. But my limited experience with guys that were obviously partying kinda made me shy away from them. At the same time, I had taken some Viagra earlier in the night. I wanted to have a fun night and I've found that the pill helps shorten my refractory period. But, after reading Uptown King's blurb, I now realize I was playing a dangerous game as I drank a beer shortly after arriving. The result?  I had the hottest guy at the party begging for me to fuck him and I just couldn't physically do it. Total wet noodle. I couldn't get fully hard. God, that made me ache.

I don't believe in "The One".  At the same time, I don't dismiss the fact that it's really rare when two people match in compatibility on any level. I'm not saying there was much more than the physical with this guy at the orgy, but he was begging me to make it happen as much as I was begging him to play with me. I'm not saying I give mercy fucks and just fuck about anything with no standards, but I'm saying it's rare when it's completely obvious that two guys want each other as badly as the other... that's intensity is really rare. And I kinda fucked it up. Whoops!

He and I still played the whole night, groping and fondling and generally making each other feel good while making out. I made sure not to monopolize his time, but we still ended up coming back to each other and over and over to play. It wasn't that bad of a night. Sometimes it's fun to just play without full penetrative sex. But it sucks when you really want it though. Ha!

1 comment:

Upton King said...

Wow. First, thanks for the shout out. Secondly, what a bummer. And a waste of a Viagra ($10?). Still, you are absolutely right that non-penetrative sex can be really fulfilling - just not FILLING (as in your bottom's bottom). And, as you know, I am so there with you on the chemically enhanced ParTy boyz. Nothing worse. That said, I have yet to go to someone's house for a sex party, though I keep getting invited. I plan to go, but then chicken out. Good for you, bud. Enjoy! - Uptonking from Wonderland Burlesque