Fully Open

My boyfriend is now aware of this blog and has started reading it.

We have been talking a lot, about open relationships, sex, life, our feelings… so many things. I feel so much closer to him, so happy, and very sexually fulfilled.

I’ve started seeing a young guy I met on Tinder, I have a few other dates lined up, I might finally visit a London sauna soon… or not. It doesn’t matter: I feel fulfilled, content, at peace.

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Sex with Readers

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It’s only a matter of time before I shag one of my blog readers and write about it here.

I’ve been approached a few times in online cruising sites by guys that enjoy this blog. I’m always glad to get feedback – this blog started out as a project for me to explore my sexuality, be more honest about my desires, and it has sort of become a document of the cruising landscape (even though I do so little compared to other gay guys out there). I’m truly very happy that you enjoy reading about my experiences, and that some of you are taking something from it (one reader said it had made him more confident about going to gay saunas and cruising.)

A lot has happened in the last 9 months for me, which I haven’t yet documented here – but I will. In essence, I’ve told my boyfriend everything and we are now working out on how an open relationship will work for both of us.¬† We both want to have more sexual experiences, learn more, enjoy ourselves. It’s been almost a spiritual experience because we have realised how important it is to be honest about how you feel and what you are attracted to.

If I won the lottery and didn’t have to answer to anyone, I’d put my face on this blog and you would all know what I look like. But, just like you, I have to contend with bosses, etc., so for now it will remain an anonymous blog. The same goes for readers who I might meet and write about: I’ll never divulge anybody’s information, even if they ask me to. I respect everyone’s privacy and I’m aware things change – and once it’s online, you can never delete it. However, if you shag me and afterwards you want to choose a nickname for yourself which I can use here to refer to you, be my guest! ūüôā

Going back to readers I chatted to: it looks like I might meet one or two for an adventure, maybe even as partners in crime as we travel across London visiting different cruising sites. I hope it works out and I hope I have good stories to write about afterwards.

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Bank Holiday BJ

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Went by Liverpool Street Station’s toilets yesterday, Saturday 29, after some drinks at a birthday party in North London. I was feeling horny and, at first, considered going to The Vault (for the first time) or a London sauna (for the first time). In the end, I thought I’d have a quick look at the toilets and maybe even drop by Tower Hamlet’s Cemetery or Mile End (though it was quite a chilly night.)

Saturday night is actually a great time to cruise: there are tons of Essex lads coming out of the pubs, catching trains, lots of people coming and going from the toilets. So it’s easy to desguise any cruising, and there was plenty of it going on.

Only one of the urinal sets was open, and it was nearly packed with guys holding hard ons. I took one towards the back, and took my view of the place as I pissed. I noticed that one guy behind me, about 5,8, dark haired and with a latino face, seemed quite interesting – possibly even straight. He was carrying a backpack, looked very normal, but when he turned to me he was sporting a thick 7.5 incher cock.

I licked my lips at him a few times and he zipped up and went to the cubicles. I followed him into one of them and we locked the door. He put his backpack to cover the bottom partition as I sat on the toilet. Then he opened his zipper and that beautiful thick cock was in my mouth.

Had been such a long time I’d blown a random dude, and it felt so good to suck on it. His balls were smallish and smooth. He lifted his T-shirt and showed me his strong, smooth chest. I ran my hands up and down it, and over his ass, as I kept sucking, licking and jerking him off.

He touched my crotch as if to say “you don’t want to jerk off?” but I was all about giving him pleasure. Some guy took the stall next to ours (for the usual business) and from far away I could hear banter from the Essex lads. His cock started to soften a little so he pulled it out of my mouth and started jerking it off. I raised my head and started licking and nibbling his left nipple. But when I moved one hand down and touched his asshole, that’s when he started shooting all over the floor. I moved as quick as possible and caught the last drops, which tasted delicious.

When I had drained the rest of his cum and he was soft, he zipped up and smiled at me. As he turned around to leave, I patted his bum as if to say “good boy”.

Afterwards, I felt even more horny and hard. I debated hanging around and just sucking more guys, but when I came out of the cubicle they were all gone. I decided it was probably good for the night and took the bus home (where I then decided to message random guys on Grindr and Squirt if they wanted a blowjob – nobody replied!)

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Recent cruising

Places I’ve visited lately:
Carnaby Street toilets

This place is something else. I have no doubt they’ll close it soon and refurbish or just throw away the key. It was a Friday after work when I went down its steps. About 10 guys stood around, all with hard dicks in hand, jerking off in circles, jerking off from the cubicles, staring hungrily at each other, and especially at me (who they thought was straight and had wandered in by mistake.) I wonder what straight guys do when they see these orgies! There were all types of guys – young and old, black and white, muscle and thin, and lots of big cocks on show.

Old Street toilets

Went by yesterday at lunch time and it was quiet. Was the perfect time to play and not be disturbed, alas nobody showed up.

Barbican
The basement toilets are great for picking up guys – I’ve seen some gorgeous fellas here before – but I’m not sure where they go after. It was empty yesterday at lunch time, but then I saw a cute guy post on Squirt he was coming over. I chickened out of asking him to feed me his cock.

Royal Festival Hall

Busy yesterday with families because of the holiday so not many guys around. A young mixed race guy came and went from the basement but the ground floor one was empty and quiet.

Wimbledon Common

Amazing Common that must see a lot of action. I had no clue where to go so just wandered around at sunset and kept checking out the dog walkers, hoping for a sign. Would love to come back in the summer and try some West London cock.

Richmond Park

Same as the above – too large an area to cruise and, as I’m not familiar with the local habits, didn’t know where to go.

Ham Common

A guy on Squirt suggested this place to me. It was just after sunset, and quite chilly, which may have been why it was so deserted. Very dense bushes perfect to hide inside with a guy – another place I’d enjoy checking out.

If any of you reading this can add any comments and suggestions on the listings above, I would be grateful!

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Cruising in an East End cemetery

Tower Hamlets Cemetery

I live about 20 minutes away from the Tower Hamlets Cemetery. ¬†Last summer I briefly fooled around inside it with a hot guy I picked up in Mile End Park¬†but I’d never taken the time to properly cruise it. ¬†Today, after having some beers with a friend in Hackney Wick, I grew the courage to go for a walk through it.

I took a walk first through Victoria Park and Mile End about 4pm, to clear my head a bit and gather some courage.  Unfortunately, by the time I got to the cemetery, I desperately needed to pee!

There were some young people and couples coming and going from the cemetery, but it was otherwise empty. I wandered down empty paths, hoping to find a bush where I could piss without being seen. ¬†Just as I unzipped, I spotted a young guy walking away, who seemed quite cute. ¬†I tried to then catch up with him but couldn’t find him anymore.

I wandered and wandered but didn’t spot any gay guys. I’d posted a message on Squirt.org earlier, and some guys had checked my profile, but nobody had messaged to say they’d come meet me.

In one corner of the park was a group of teenagers making noise. In another, a young guy sat on a bench and read his mobile phone – I couldn’t tell if he was cruising.

Finally, as I was about to give up, I got to a large spire (which if I now remember correctly is where guys meet up at night) and spotted a slim ginger guy from a¬†distance. He noticed me too and leaned against the monument. I have a thing for ginger guys and I thought: “Ha, this is it – I’m finally going to shag a ginger guy”, but then he turned to look at me and his face was old, and grim looking. ¬†He said an awkward hi and I replied with a hi, walking away.

It¬†was probably the wrong time to cruise – too light and early, no place to go and play without being disturbed. ¬†I can see its possibilities in the evening though…

Just as I left the cemetery, two young gay guys (maybe a couple) came out of a building ahead of me. They were very sexy and well dressed – I sent them a silent blessing as I¬†enjoyed walking¬†behind them. ¬†Suddenly one of them stopped and decided to piss against a tree. ¬†He gave me a cheeky smile and said “when you got to go, you got to go”. ¬†I laughed and waved my hand, saying I understood. ¬†I stupidly didn’t check his cock as I walked past him.

His partner kept his back to us. When I went past him I joked that he had given his friend too much beer and he nodded back knowingly.

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Festival Hall Cruising

I grew a beard this winter, for the first time in my life. Not a thick, bushy beard, but a beard nevertheless, salt and pepper like my hair and soft to the touch.

Everyone has been complementing me on it, and I’ve noticed bearded gay guys suddenly showing an interest in me. My boyfriend also loved it, said I had become his living wank fantasy. So much so that the other day we were hanging around at home and I caught him staring at me. “What?” I laughed. He didn’t say anything but I could tell he was horny. I went over to him and we ended up fucking on the sofa.

Later, in the early hours of the morning, he woke me up, horny again. “The first time is like I’m unblocked. I then need more sex.” But I was going to the gym in a few hours so didn’t want to spend the energy.

“Stand up”, I told him. He stood on our bed and I got on my knees. I pulled his underwear down and, as he held on to the ceiling, I sucked him until he shot his load down my throat.

I was thinking of the recent cruising sites I had been as I blew him and how I wanted to suck dry all the hot guys I’d seen. All the exercise I’ve been doing – gym twice a week, runs three times, and now swimming as well – has made me horny as hell.

A few days before, on the Friday, we had spent the day wandering around London and ended up in the Royal Festival Hall after lunch. As we sat around drinking hot chocolate and reading, I noticed guys coming and going from the toilets.

The pattern was the same: the guys would go to the basement toilet, then climb the stairs and use the toilets at the back on the ground floor (by the bar), then sit outside for a while, then repeat.

There was a blond jock, very sexy, but he didn’t stay long. Also a slim, effeminate, older Indian guy, who stared hard at me. But the one boy who caught my attention was a dark haired, maybe Latino, guy in his twenties. He kept looking at me, gesturing with his head for me to follow him into the toilets. I mentioned it to my boyfriend, who sort of smiled nervously. (He’s still getting used to me talking about toilet cruising…)

Latino guy eventually left and I decided to see what the back toilet was like. In there, after going through two doors and a short hallway, I found a guy with long hair at the urinals. I hadn’t seen him go in; he must have been standing there for a long time.

I tried to piss but got performance anxiety, especially as it was so silent with just the two of us in there. A moment later he turned and smiled at me. He had very feminine features, made up eyebrows and lips. The piss gushed out, I washed my hands and left.

But now the curiosity has lodged inside me about the Festival Hall being an interesting place to cruise. There were some cute guys around but also staff checking often the toilets. The elements of risk and excitement are there.

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London Aquarics Centre

I’ve been living near the London Aquatics Centre for nearly two years now and only today I decided to visit it… I’m kicking myself for this!

The place is gorgeous, the pools clean and perfect. Tom Daley trains there often apparently, if you’re lucky you can even catch him in the changing room after.

I walked past a sexy guy with grey stubble and a shaved head on the way in, and later he chose the locker beside mine to get changed (in a massive changing room that was empty.)

It was a quiet hour but there were some cute guys in the pool. A short, smooth Asian guy packing some heat in his speedos caught my attention. He stared back at me as I stretched after my swim and then watched me get dressed from the open showers.

(One disappointment was that the private  showers were not communal – you have to use private booths.)

Can’t wait to go back though.

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