Beat etiquette

Yes, even the lowest places in the gay sex life have an etiquette, which is not so different from the one for the rest of the 'scene'.

1. If I'm too hot for you, not even in your dreams: The attitude is not an accessory, it's part of the personality. You can be rejected just as easily as on gaydar or in a bar.

2. Free will: You can stand on the same spot at the urinal for hours waiting for your charming Dick, stalk other cruiser freely or ran away at any time.

3. Repeating does not mean commitment: Running into the same person more than once does not mean anything. Enjoy as long as it lasts and cherish the memory.

4. Condoms are not part of the etiquette, but part of any healthy sex life.

5. Beats usually are public areas; behave accordingly to keep the beat safe for other cruisers, e.g. do not stay for hours in there, keep your 'voice' low, respect straight ones.

Enjoy!

'Gayness and Breasts' and Reply

I have been busy with life..... and sex, of course. But nothing particular enough to post here. But I will reconsider that.

Anyway, I found this quite interesting post on a confessions site:

"Gayness and Breasts
Listed: 03/06/2009

I'm a straight male, and have a number of gay friends. 95% of my gay mates claim to love female breasts. They love to look at them, slap them, bounce them, motor boat them, draw on them, actually draw them etc, but still claim to be 100% gay.

Now surely the reason they love breasts is because us men are hard wired to just love breasts. That's fair enough, and I know breasts are not considered as sexual organs, but it is undeniably a sensual organ unique to women (and a few fat blokes). I can almost guarantee that gay guys don't enjoy fondling overweight man humps anywhere near as much as a womans volutuous mammaries. Now on the other hand let's say I loved to play, stroke and fondle an organ specific to a man which was also considered sensual (random example being a knob or nipple etc), would I not be considered gay. Why does it still make sense when gay guys can say "I love breasts but I'm 100% gay" and it doesn't make sense for me to say "I love playing with mens groins but I'm 100% straight"? Surely that would make me bi right?

Some women don't mind it at all when gay guys touch their breasts. Being gay is like a license to grope. "It's ok, he's gay" is said so often that people don't even question it anymore.
I was in a gay club with friends (who happen to be female) and they were seriously getting groped and bloody loving it! They didn't even question if the guys were gay. The assumption that they were gay was enough. With that logic, I could walk into a gay bar, find a woman, have a fondle and get away with it. Hell I could probably ask her: "Can we shag? It's cool love I'm gay as'. She may even see it as a challenge... "just imagine if I could convert him? That'll be a great story for the girls...".

Sometimes I wish I were homosexual.

Ps. I know it's a long shot but while we're on the topic I would be happy to receive pictures of breasts. I can view them with my gay mates over beers. I would not know what to make of that occasion but regardless, they would surely love it. "


As I find it interesting I decided to reply:

"Interesting topic.

I think a guy's sexuality is socially less flexible than a girl's. For instance, girls are allowed to have lesbian experiences and that's not a problem to keep being straight. If you, straight guy, have a gay experience, it's a stain on your sexual CV. It's just macho thinking!'


I wonder if women have realized of all the empowerment achieved with their sexuality....

Friends, friends..... friends?

Making friends in Sydney is not easy. I wanted to look for a straight friend and diversify my circle. I found an ad titled "32 male looking for friend" which read: "I am 32 year single professional male and newly migrated in Australia. any one wanna friendship email me asap " and I sent a welcoming message

After a few messages it was clear that the guy wasn't interested at all in befriending a gay guy. Instead of that, he gave my email address to another gay guy, Atiq. At first Atiq was nice, but after a while the usual stupid sex questions appeared, and I knew it was just more of the same.

He was quite interested in meeting and invited me for dinner in his place with more to happen after dinner, of course. I accepted and asked for his physics. All what he answered was that I' d knew about that only at his place... I know, very bad sign.

The day before our dinner, Atiq asked me if it was fine for me to have someone more for dinner and afterwards. Lust was stronger and I agreed, especially after chatting with Stu. He was less fuzzy than Atiq about all what was involved and we decided to meet before dinner.

Things with Stu went quite well. We liked each other as we expected when we exchanged photos. When we arrived to Atiq's everything went fine. We had a nice conversation, dinner was delicious and there was no hint about sex so far.

Once we finished dinner I went to the bathroom. When I came back to the living room Atiq was sucking Stu as expected (although I wasn't expecting it at that point). I wasn't able to get hard as Stu sucked me dry at his place and I had some more sex even earlier that day. After a while we went to bed where Stu was sucked and drenched in Atiq's saliva. I know, saliva is an expected fluid during sex.... but not that much. I find it uncomfortable as I guess Stu did. After 30 or 40 minutes Stu came and we left.

Later that night I felt reprehended online by Atiq. He argued that I was notoriously uncomfortable during dinner and during sex and he insisted even when I told him I was not. Anyway, I'm not visiting him anymore if it involves sex. The reason is simple: I ended up in touch with him expecting a friendship, not another fuck. I know friendship and sex may play along, but for me this is not the case.

Very older men.

I've always had a thing for older guys, but not too old. But what's too old? That's always relative, as it would be relative what's too young if there wasn't the 18 years old rule.

Well, I met online this 59 years old guy. He had a picture of a very handsome guy, he said it was him some years ago (6-7 years ago), but he still was in good shape. married with children and the sife on a trip.

I agreed to meet him but I knew it was a mistake since I opened the door. He lloked like the guy in the picture but in a decaying condition. The rest was just the expected for a 59-60 years old. Nothing more, nothing less, except for one detail...

When he took his underware off I could glance a big thin stain on the back of the cloth. Disgusting! Specially when he sat and left a very personal mark....

Never again for very older men.

Resuming

Wow! Very busy year was 2008!

After a few months without posting finally I have some time to organize and update all this. As there are many stories to tell, I will take it easy and update what happened with all the previous guys.

Although dissapearing is a common thing before, during and after all those stories, you get used to it and learn not to take dating or cruising any seriously. Even if you find someone specially nicer, your mind starts to discard him gently, so you will not be too disappointed if he finally disappears, and will be very glad if he shows up again.

Resuming the previous, I can say this happened with:

Young cute blond guy: Saw him a few times in the chatroom we hooked up. Never again in person, or txt or calls.

Lunch guy in Surry Hills: A few texts after that always promising a new meeting. Never happened, not even by chance. He is still a frequent visitor in the chatroom.

Thom: God! It almost was a never ending story, but it had to dig into my dignity to stop. After that night when he made up a story to kick out of his (allegedly, sister's) flat, he called to meet in Oxford St., dance and go to a hotel where he had a room. As previously happened, we met, danced, and went to the hotel, but this time when thing were going just like usual I decided to do things differently, which he couldn't handle. Then he asked me to leave (at 3-4 am) which I happily did with the promise to myself of never seeing him again (again). He called several times after that, until he got me to accept to meet him again. But when I told him there wouldn't be sex, he realized things weren't the same, and called me later to cancel and tell me to call him whenever I forgive him. After some months, I think I've forgiven him but I won't forget.

Chris 1: Totally disappeared with my 120 dollars. :(

Mark: He was scary! Thankfully he's totally disappeared too.

Chris 2: Totally disappeared too. I called to his number weeks after our date and a woman picked up the phone. I wonder what happened with him. Not that I expect anything!

Chris 3: I had a little chat with him recently (more than 6 months after our meeting) but he never knew who I was. He's just doing the same as before, with some health issues. Hope he gets better, he's a nice guy after all.


Soon new stories,

Me

Chris 3

I started chatting with Chris... (Damn! Another one. Too many in Sydney. Let's call him Chris 3) about 4 months ago. It was quite friendly and even we sms each other when I was travelling, but it stopped and we restarted chatting after a few weeks.

One night he said he had the next day off from work and he wanted to do some exercise. As I was working out then, I told him to join me the next day and he accepted, surprise!

The next day we met and went to the closest park. He joined me for some minutes of jogging, but he had to stop and waited till I finished. As he waited I tried to make some company for him, we had some conversation and he even told a couple of jokes.

We went back to my place (A crappy one back then) and he decided to take a shower. He stripped his t-shirt off and went into the bathroom. I liked him physically (as much as one can like who you just meet), he seemed to be a cool guy, he was showering and would be back into my room soon... shirtless! I had to make a move, I thought.

Hence he came back into my room shirtless, I said anything, played for a second with his nipple piercing, leaned and kissed him. Big mistake! He stood there motioless and emotionless. I regretted what I just did and begged for excuses. He just said "I didn't expected it". He dressed, we said goodbye and he left.

I sent him a message excusing my behaviour once again. He replied saying it was fine, but I never got a reply again from him until last week, when I saw he was online and asked him in a message what would his reaction be if I wouldn't have kissed him, but tried to fuck him. His reply was very short and straightforward: "It would be very very much worse... for you".

Another one of my nice gay aussie experiences in Sydney!

Back on track

Many weeks have passed as well as many men.

One of the latest deceptions was Chris (Another? I guess so, a different one for sure). We started sending messages on a gay dating (cruising) website several months ago, but we never set a date. A few weeks ago he reappeared and proposed to meet for dinner.

The proposal was good. We met and went to a thai restaurant he knows, had dinner, he bought wine and went to his place for a movie. His flatmate was travelling, but now I wonder... is he really his flatmate?. Anyway, we sat cuddling in his living room to watch the movie.... well, I watched the movie, he slept. Once finished the movie, we went to his bed where we slept naked together. No sex so far.

Next morning we couldn't resist and had sex. As usual I wore a condom which I realized it broke after we both came. No dramas. And he dropped me close to Uni on his way to work. "I'll call you later tonight". It was a very nice date.

After a few days I send him an sms with no answer. Some days later I send him a different message on the dating website. I found out yesterday that he deleted his profile there.

What happened? Cumming in him scared him off that badly? Is his flatmate his boyfriend? Did he feel close to commitment after cuddling? or after offering me a job (During the dinner, an actual job)?

It was nice to meet him, even when I wasn't too excited. But as usual, I'd like to know the reason.