Brian's Diary (con't)

Monday, May 27, 2002 11:00 a.m. We head downstairs for breakfast and notice a lot of guys are leaving. The place is still crowded, but not wall to wall like it has been. A friend joins us at our table and we recount our various stories about the weekend and ponder how the last dance, the Black and Blue Ball is going to be tonight. We decide that it might be good to go to the Leather Market at the hotel and get some leather goods for the evening's affair. I had noticed several guys wearing some great stuff that looked like leather but was actually neoprene, very thin neoprene with a fabric backing. It is made by Nasty Pig out of New York. We work our way over to their booth and I start looking at their chaps. I try on the large, but they were much too big over my pants. I wasn't sure how the mediums would fit but the salesman, Bob, tells me take off my clothes and try them on. So, right there in the booth, with everyone walking by, I get naked. I'm loving it! Bob helps me into the chaps and makes sure they are nice and snug around my ass. I fall in love with them. They look great and they feel really sexy. So, now I need a jock. Nasty Pig has several great styles and I pick out a simple black one with silver clips. Once again, I try them on and Bob has his fingers in my ass helping me get it on properly. Nick is sitting by and smiling at my antics! Eventually I get fitted and, $225.00 later I walk out of the booth. 3:00 p.m. It turns out that Nick has some work to do, which is making him a little pesky. We decide on dinner at 6:30 p.m. and I leave him to himself. Which of course means I'm available to many others! I walk back downstairs to the Market and cruise all the men there. Lots of guys are still hooking up, not wanting to squander their time here at IML. I happen to run into Scott...the guy we met our first evening, and he invites me up to his room, say, around 4:30? I smile and accept. So, what to do until then? I head back upstairs and run into a really cool couple we met from Germany. We all get latte's and sit in the lobby cruising and chatting about the final ball this evening. 4:30 p.m. Room 754. I knock on the door and Scott is already naked. This is a good sign. Scott was into servicing guys. That's all he really wanted....to service you in any way you wanted. So, I begin by dropping my pants and kneeling him in front of me. "Suck my cock, man". Scott needs no further inducement. I really enjoy fucking a guy's face so I grab the back of his head and start rocking into his face. Some friends told me that Scott blew them at a party the previous day and they loved it. I was a little disappointed that I was getting teeth marks on the top of my cock. I don't have a long one, but it is kinda thick and it's not always easy to find someone that can blow me without their teeth getting in the way. Scott was not exception. So, I decide the best course of action is to put him on his stomach and fuck the hell out of him. Scott has no objection. After some lube and a condom, I slide right in. Remember, this guy likes to get used. He begins to encourage me. "Fuck me as hard as you want", he says. "You can take as much time as you want." "I want you to cum while you're fucking me." We try as many positions as we can think of. Oh his back, on his knees, on the side of the bed, standing in front of the mirror, on my back as he bounces on my cock. This is an around the world tour. Finally, we lay down on the carpet in front of the mirror, with Scott on his stomach, and we both watch as I go to town on his ass. We must have been fucking for a good 45 or 50 minutes, nonstop. Scott never needs a breather. He just keeps smiling and begging me to fuck him! At last, sweat pouring off of us both, I'm ready to cum. I really start pounding his ass as I blast off. I'm screaming again ... I love to make noise ... as I fill that condom with my nectar. Really a great piece of ass! And just as easily as we start Scott is up and cleaning up and getting dressed for his next engagement. I take a shower, give him a kiss and head back to the room. Perfect timing. Nick buzzes me on the phone to let me know our dinner date is on the way. 6:30 p.m. Our friend Timothy takes us out to Greek town for some authentic ethnic food. We have some drinks, moussaka, hummus, things like that and just relax, away from the crowd. Timothy isn't going to the dance so he drops us back at the hotel. 9:30 p.m. Getting ready for the ball. I'm really excited about tonight. I'm going to wear my new chaps and jock, bare ass, to the dance. Here's a pic of me getting ready on the right. Unfortunately, the hotel is requiring all of us to keep our asses covered while we are in the hotel. Some guys ignore this, others cover their ass with a bandana while in the hotel. I decide that since we're gonna hang out in the bar, I'll cover my ass until we get to the dance. I also decided that I was going to roll so I take care of that as I'm getting ready too! We get downstairs and mingle for a while and I'm really starting to feel warm and fuzzy. We're all ready to head out so we jump in a cab and arrive at the Eagle at about 10 p.m. or so. If you haven't been to the Eagle in Chicago let me explain it a little. There is a bar, called the Eagle and it is in the same complex as Man'sCountry, a bath house. Upstairs there is a large room with a stage. It is actually part of the baths, not the bar, so lots of nasty shit can happen there with no complaints from the police...and lots of stuff *did* go on. So, we all check everything at the door and I'm just as I appear in the picture above. Everyone is loving my ass hanging out, including me, and smacking me as I go by. I think I may have discovered a new fetish for me...spanking! Anyway, we get upstairs and it is HOT. I mean really warm. It is not quite as crowded as House of Blues last night, but it is much warmer. We all immediately begin to sweat. But everyone is sweating. Every one is loving it too. Guys are dropping their pants on the risers and jacking off to the music. Other guys are giving each other head. Some guys are getting their asses eaten, while most of us are dancing and cruising. It was really very hot. I get on the dance floor and meet Yuri. Mmmmmmm....nice hairy chest, big wonderful juicy lips. I sink right in. His daddy is right there and looks on approvingly. We all dance together for a while. Then we move into the middle of the dance floor and there is Sean, another hot hairy guy. And then I meet Nolan. He's from North Dakota. He's HOT. About 50, I'd say, hairy chest great 'stache and goatee. We dance together and rub our sweaty bodies together. Soon we are about 5 guys just enjoying each other. Nolan has his dick out and I lean over and suck him there on the dance floor. Its hot though, and I need to take a breath. I leave the floor and head out for some cooler air and water...my 5th bottle by now. The music is really great too. I hate trance and the DJ never takes us there. He keeps us up the entire night with a heavy jungle beat. Back on the dance floor and another floor show begins. I usually hate these during a dance but when a naked guy with a fat 10 inch cock walks onto stage you want to watch! He's teasing us all, playing with his cock, bouncing it around, strutting his stuff. Eventually he stands front center stage. Another dancer is on the floor under him sucking his balls. He starts beating his cock for us all. We all start screaming for him to cum. He doesn't disappoint us and spews his load all over the guys at the front of the stage. The crowd erupts in cheers and then we return to our dancing. 3:30 a.m. Last Call. This is the end of the weekend. It has been such a wonderful time. I'm tired but I feel really satisfied. Hedonism at its best. Nick and I trudge downstairs and get in the coat check line. We both go on about what a great dance this was, one of the best we've been to. We return to the hotel - still a few die hards cruising the lobby - we go straight to our room. I get undressed and discover my boots are soaking wet. I mean the leather is completely wet. I stip and jump in the shower, Nick follows shortly. We drop into bed and curl up in each others arms. We always end our nights like this, in each others arms as we drift off to sleep. My last thoughts were: "I can't wait for IML 2003!!"