It's going to be a CRAZY weekend. I was a little concerned about my prospects for getting laid at first -but now that's clearly not going to be an issue. The day so far has been hell though. My interview this morning in Boston went for way longer than planned (check my blog from yesterday if you need to catch up-haha). So much so that I missed my train reservation. Fortunately there were two more trips to NYC -just much later than I'd wanted. In the mess of delay and confusion my reservation at the Peninsula got canceled as the M +A guy first thought that I wasn't going to be making it down until tomorrow. Fortunately I'm now back at the Setai where I was before (and I LOVE this place). The demand for their Terrace Suites (which I'm almost a little embarrassed to say run to $2,995 a night) isn't exactly wait list -fortunately for me. But they're also a pretty nice place to fuck -I should add.
Speaking of which, due to the confusion as to which night I would actually be arriving --my date with pure pussy pleasure got moved to tomorrow night. I'm both very excited and very anxious about that all at the same time. Sure it makes me turned on as hell to realize someone is actually going to be in the room watching (but I've also experienced that a few times before). I also just know how overfull my balls are right now and the state of my cock in general. It's going to be hard and huge when she gets it, that really not a question. It's just the being on display factor for this guy and I really don't know what he fully intends to have happen since we really never discussed it as completely as we perhaps should have. But hey - it's not like I'm exactly a fucking novice or something. After all -he's the one essentially begging to watch me fuck -for whatever reason.
I've already been essentially propositioned once this evening already -which is actually the main reason for the blog update. It's the kind of thing that just always seems to keep happening to me wherever I go no matter what. By the time I got from the Train station to here by cab (and through rush hour traffic no less) it was almost 7:00. Even though I actually hadn't eaten anything since breakfast all day, once I got checked in the last thing I wanted to do was go back out and try find a restaurant with no reservation (the one here at the hotel had a line to get in). I decided to just order up some sandwiches, a salad and some fruit from room service figuring I could always go out for a real dinner much later tonight if I really wanted. After all since I'm not going to be fucking I'm going to have to find some something to do with my time. I'm not sitting alone in my room on a Friday night in New York City-that's for damn sure.
So I jump in the shower real fast as I felt like I'd scream if I didn't have one after traveling all day. This must be the only Hotel in the world where room service actually arrives less than 10 minutes after you've ordered it. I'd had to step out of the shower for a bit to get my razor (I've also got shampoo in my hair) when I hear the knock on the door (I'd left the bathroom door open). I yell for them to come in as I get my ass back in the shower to try and rinse out my hair as fast as I can. That takes just a minute then I'm done. As always I like to take really hot (nearly scalding) showers whenever I can. The water pressure and shower nozzles in this place are unreal. I'd repeatedly gotten some unexpected massively strong shots to my cock head which had been both painful and intensely pleasurable all at the same time. That put me in a position of near semi arousal by the time I got out. I was also stepping into a pretty thick cloud of steam even with the door being open.
I'm toweling off fast as I can when I hear the door outside close. I figure the guy (I'm assuming it's a guy) must have gotten tired of waiting or it's policy to just leave the food if someone's really occupied. So I'm now trying to towel off my hair and walk out into the room completely naked. Since I've got the towel obstructing most of my forward vision it takes me about 10 seconds (since the room is so big and he's taken the cart into the living room section) to notice the room service guy politely standing there by the cart of food with the bill tray and pen in his hand. I feel really fucking embarrassed as I know I've given him one hell of a viewing of pretty much all I've got to offer. I let out a big "woah, I'm sorry" or something to that effect as I struggle to tie the way too friggin plush towel around my waist. This guy is about 6'2 (nearly my height), but his hair is cut in such a way and he's so muscular that I'm almost inclined to think he would be in the military. After I apologize and while I'm trying to get my towel he starts talking up a storm, wanting to know my whole life story, if this is my first visit, how long I'll be there -jesus.
At first I think nothing of it. After he puts the bill tray and pen in my hand though his hand moves quickly to his leg as if he's trying to adjust something and it's then I notice that he's trying to shift and hide what's a pretty obvious hard-on. Damn. I ignore it of course.
I'm assuming he's going to as well and things are cool as he heads to leave the room. Right before he gets to the door though he turns around and say's "I don't want you to think I'm gay or anything -but I just have to ask since I'm now so curious and really hope you won't be offended by my asking-- but how big does that cock of yours actually get anyway?". he also adds "I bet you get alot of pussy with that don't you man?" I've actually determined that it's best at this point and in the future for me to not get pissed off when I find myself in these situations. It's also best if they not know the truth. I mean if some guys getting sexually aroused over me -it's probably not in my best interest for them to know that I'm nearly 10.5 inches when fully torpedo hard. So I say "about 9" and leave it at that, except I do add "one can never have too much pussy".
UPDATE: I've been out sightseeing all day. Just got back from dinner at SHO (fucking awesome) with this Irish guy I met in the bar here last night. He graduated from I.U. two years ago and is back in the States for a wedding this weekend. He wanted to talk about football (Soccer) and PUSSY the whole time. So you can imagine what a state that's put me in considering what's happening later. I've had a near hardon since 7:00. I'm actually going to take a rest/nap for an hour or so beforehand. I'm not due to meet them (Mr MA and my girl) until 12:30 in the bar downstairs as well. Every time I close my eyes though I see that dangling, heavy lipped pussy of hers -but with honey dripping all over it. I'm not even sure what that means. We've agreed that I'm going to fuck this girl, he's going to watch -only. Then he will go in for seconds after I'm done-if he wants. Things is though-- I could very easily shoot twice the cum in her as what the escort got last time. There really isn't much I can do about that at this stage. I've been oozing precum more or less constantly all day. My cock knows what's up man.
Speaking of which, due to the confusion as to which night I would actually be arriving --my date with pure pussy pleasure got moved to tomorrow night. I'm both very excited and very anxious about that all at the same time. Sure it makes me turned on as hell to realize someone is actually going to be in the room watching (but I've also experienced that a few times before). I also just know how overfull my balls are right now and the state of my cock in general. It's going to be hard and huge when she gets it, that really not a question. It's just the being on display factor for this guy and I really don't know what he fully intends to have happen since we really never discussed it as completely as we perhaps should have. But hey - it's not like I'm exactly a fucking novice or something. After all -he's the one essentially begging to watch me fuck -for whatever reason.
I've already been essentially propositioned once this evening already -which is actually the main reason for the blog update. It's the kind of thing that just always seems to keep happening to me wherever I go no matter what. By the time I got from the Train station to here by cab (and through rush hour traffic no less) it was almost 7:00. Even though I actually hadn't eaten anything since breakfast all day, once I got checked in the last thing I wanted to do was go back out and try find a restaurant with no reservation (the one here at the hotel had a line to get in). I decided to just order up some sandwiches, a salad and some fruit from room service figuring I could always go out for a real dinner much later tonight if I really wanted. After all since I'm not going to be fucking I'm going to have to find some something to do with my time. I'm not sitting alone in my room on a Friday night in New York City-that's for damn sure.
So I jump in the shower real fast as I felt like I'd scream if I didn't have one after traveling all day. This must be the only Hotel in the world where room service actually arrives less than 10 minutes after you've ordered it. I'd had to step out of the shower for a bit to get my razor (I've also got shampoo in my hair) when I hear the knock on the door (I'd left the bathroom door open). I yell for them to come in as I get my ass back in the shower to try and rinse out my hair as fast as I can. That takes just a minute then I'm done. As always I like to take really hot (nearly scalding) showers whenever I can. The water pressure and shower nozzles in this place are unreal. I'd repeatedly gotten some unexpected massively strong shots to my cock head which had been both painful and intensely pleasurable all at the same time. That put me in a position of near semi arousal by the time I got out. I was also stepping into a pretty thick cloud of steam even with the door being open.
I'm toweling off fast as I can when I hear the door outside close. I figure the guy (I'm assuming it's a guy) must have gotten tired of waiting or it's policy to just leave the food if someone's really occupied. So I'm now trying to towel off my hair and walk out into the room completely naked. Since I've got the towel obstructing most of my forward vision it takes me about 10 seconds (since the room is so big and he's taken the cart into the living room section) to notice the room service guy politely standing there by the cart of food with the bill tray and pen in his hand. I feel really fucking embarrassed as I know I've given him one hell of a viewing of pretty much all I've got to offer. I let out a big "woah, I'm sorry" or something to that effect as I struggle to tie the way too friggin plush towel around my waist. This guy is about 6'2 (nearly my height), but his hair is cut in such a way and he's so muscular that I'm almost inclined to think he would be in the military. After I apologize and while I'm trying to get my towel he starts talking up a storm, wanting to know my whole life story, if this is my first visit, how long I'll be there -jesus.
At first I think nothing of it. After he puts the bill tray and pen in my hand though his hand moves quickly to his leg as if he's trying to adjust something and it's then I notice that he's trying to shift and hide what's a pretty obvious hard-on. Damn. I ignore it of course.
I'm assuming he's going to as well and things are cool as he heads to leave the room. Right before he gets to the door though he turns around and say's "I don't want you to think I'm gay or anything -but I just have to ask since I'm now so curious and really hope you won't be offended by my asking-- but how big does that cock of yours actually get anyway?". he also adds "I bet you get alot of pussy with that don't you man?" I've actually determined that it's best at this point and in the future for me to not get pissed off when I find myself in these situations. It's also best if they not know the truth. I mean if some guys getting sexually aroused over me -it's probably not in my best interest for them to know that I'm nearly 10.5 inches when fully torpedo hard. So I say "about 9" and leave it at that, except I do add "one can never have too much pussy".
UPDATE: I've been out sightseeing all day. Just got back from dinner at SHO (fucking awesome) with this Irish guy I met in the bar here last night. He graduated from I.U. two years ago and is back in the States for a wedding this weekend. He wanted to talk about football (Soccer) and PUSSY the whole time. So you can imagine what a state that's put me in considering what's happening later. I've had a near hardon since 7:00. I'm actually going to take a rest/nap for an hour or so beforehand. I'm not due to meet them (Mr MA and my girl) until 12:30 in the bar downstairs as well. Every time I close my eyes though I see that dangling, heavy lipped pussy of hers -but with honey dripping all over it. I'm not even sure what that means. We've agreed that I'm going to fuck this girl, he's going to watch -only. Then he will go in for seconds after I'm done-if he wants. Things is though-- I could very easily shoot twice the cum in her as what the escort got last time. There really isn't much I can do about that at this stage. I've been oozing precum more or less constantly all day. My cock knows what's up man.
