Chronicles of a London CumPig || XXL – Rimming, Blow Jobs & Dancing

Ooh la la…I’m writing this blog post still half groggy from only sleeping 4 hours after coming back home from an awesome club night. XXL London, hehe—what a night.

The evening started when a photographer friend popped round to borrow a pair of shorts for going to a club. I got curious as I hadn’t been out for well over a year (I know, guys; I just had too much of the good stuff last summer and needed a break from it, lol). So, although my dad is visiting, I decided to join him and his friends.

We left home at midnight and as soon as we entered the club we knew we were in for a good time—the music on the two main dance floors and the lounge areas were all great! I was wearing my skimpy, red mini-shorts; long, white socks pulled up to my knees; a white T.I.M. vest,; and some leather bands on my arms. We made our way to the overcrowded dance floor, where the techniques from my go-go dance days served me well and we seemed to make quite a stir, hehe.

After a bit I sneaked of into the dark room, hehe. I couldn’t help myself; I felt like a boy in a candy shop. I found a good place to stand on a raised platform. It was pitch black and loads of bodies were moving around in front of me and behind me. I pulled out my bulging cock and before I got it all out, an eager gentlemen stopped to suck it. He was good but after a few minutes I thought I better let someone else try it. So I pulled it out of his mouth with a big, wet pop and shoved it into the mouth of the guy next to him, who had been eagerly waiting—and, wow, he certainly knew what he was doing….!

The next half hour was spent testing out  mouth after mouth, in search of the perfect blowjob, hehe.

I found it when a hot guy (Spanish, I think) with a nice, hairy, muscular torso started to finger me. I generally don’t go for that, but whatever he was doing back there got me even harder, and the guy who was sucking me off was struggling to get it all in, choking and gagging on it while I mouth fucked him.

The pleasure from both being bum-fingered and cocksucked in a dark nightclub with the music pumping loudly through my body and a body of people moving and squeezing around me all combined for total ecstasy!!

Then the man behind me went down and pushed his tongue deep up my hairy butt crack and rimmed it good. When he came up, I felt his cock—it was nicely shaped but smallish. I smiled to myself and thought, ‘Good, I might even be able to take this one.’ So, while still being sucked off, I poked my bum out a bit at him. It took him a moment before he got what I wanted. Then his cock started to press up against my hole, stretching it—and then it was in, and there was the sharp, familiar but almost forgotten pain as well as instant pleasure all at once, wow.

It only took 20 or so strokes back and forth before I came, shooting a massive load down the gob of the new guy now sucking my cock. Fucking hot! I pulled up my pants, kissed the boy goodbye and left.

Back on the dance floor we danced even more, swinging our arms to the beat, checking out all the hot men. They really came in all sizes and shapes, a great mix of guys, great atmosphere, no diva kind of feel (like there can often be from the guys with tits, hehe), which was awesome.

I ran into a few old friends and models I’ve photographed, as well as some porn stars I and my hubby know, which is always fun.

After yet another trip to the dark room, where I got dragged by the bf of a friend for a little ménage a trois (which ended up some sort of six-some, lol), I stumbled upstairs to the toilets—only to find a hot, young Polish boy I ‘d kissed on the dance floor horny and drunk. I pulled him into one of the cubicles, where we passionately kissed and he went down on my cock, deepthroating it so good, hehe.

After that I got home happy and exhausted .hehe.

Apart from that, this week has been kinda quiet as my dad was visiting. It was very nice to see him.

Oh, and I got nominated for “Best Top” for the Berlin Hustlaball 2012 Awards. God knows what that means, though—does it mean I have a reputation I have to live up to? LOL, scary! But if you have the time to vote for me (and for T.I.M., who were nominated in several categories), please do, hehe.

Big hugs,

Anton

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