Friday, September 28, 2007

Everyone needs a hobby...

About me:

There has been a few people that have written to me asking about my reasoning and life beyond the parties and I will oblige.

I am a straight 40 year-old hispanic man who is single of fairly unremarkable in appearance. I'm not TOO overweight, but my strength is my ability to be able to read people and to make them comfortable around me.

This is not to say that this translates to picking up women is a cinch, but I don't go out with a goal to "hook up" with someone, maybe to just meet someone new and see where it goes

I am, like most males, incredibly dense when picking up signals once they get closer to me emotionally. A case of far-sightedness when it comes to reading them, I guess.

This not to say I've been single all my life, but I have a daughter that has recently moved to another city, quite literally the same month she graduated from high school, but that's another story. My dating up until now has been filled with women of all walks of life, including three serious relationships, quite a number of dates and a surprising amount of FWBs and one-night-stands. Don't ask me for my number, don't count and its not polite to ask.

At some point I might go through the list as I remember them from the haze of the various orgies, threesomes, foursomes, bars, S&M clubs, and internet encounters.

Don't expect world class writing; i type this out on a PDA and do brief edits at home to disguise my writing style. The same includes for world shattering insights on things about sex, being single, or how to pickup women. Quite frankly, i don't think i am that bright. At least I am not as bright or eloquent as OEN.

You probably asked yourself about the "disguise my writing style" part. Let's say that i knew quite a few people in the corporate world, and i literally meet, on a professional level, hundreds of people a month. Don't be surprised if that it is me you encountered in your daily life and not even know it. You may see me at a club and I will literally be there to people watch and have a drink. More than a few people have commented that I don't look my age and can easily pass for a thirty something. I think those people are on crack or some other type of legal (or not) medications.

As far as my parties go, I don't know if you can call me a voyeur, a sexual addict, or any number of psychological maladies that people will armchair quarterback (speculate).

The people at my parties are those that I meet at a variety of places; craig's list, friends, former girlfriends, publications, and people I randomly meet. Like I said, I put people at ease.

But as to why I host these parties?

Everyone needs a hobby.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Cock blocking by a chick? Yeah.

Finally going to post on my blog while the memory of my party is fresh in my head.

After 30 some odd responses, 10 calls from people who were "committed" to coming (so to speak), the day finally arrived.

1 female and 5 guys. Not bad.

We all gathered at a nice hotel in town, one guy (musicman) showed up followed by the woman who had had met earlier in the week.

She asked if he could come along since she knew him, and against my better judgment, I allowed her to do so because I figured it would make her a bit more comfortable.

The first to come over was musicman, after he initially scoped out the bar he eventually come to me. seems like a great guy and we hit it off immediately. He had a shaved head that totally suited him and seemed to be moderately built. For being a straight guy, I wouldn't mind exploring his potential. He then proceeded to tell me about tattoo girl. Seems that they met during a Bi-voyeurism thing earlier in the week.

Okay. this is cool.

Then he proceeded to tell me how they got along swimingly and how they were now going to swing together as well as explore S&M.

did you know minds can stop from full speed to dead stop in a fraction of a second? it even comes with the sound of rubber wheels stopping. it made my head hurt.

The more he continued to talk about her, the more fascinated I was. she was a looker and seemed to definitely be one in the non-flakes category. He said that she was on the way and was just facing heavy traffic.

The traffic all over town has been a bitch. Heavier than usual, actually. I had to intimidate a Hummer to let me to get to my exit. Try it sometime with a car. it's an odd game of chicken.

Then the next guy showed up: weasel.
It's not that I think he the personality of one that I picked that moniker for him, he just kinda' looks like one, but not in the ugly sense. He struck me as a mid 30's guy.
He seems like a genuinely nice guy that has had a bad luck meeting girls. The more he talked, the more I understood why. The man literally has no game. I mean NO game at all. I felt sorry for him while trying to pull him out of his shell.

In walks tattoo girl, an older mid-40's aged woman that look like she can give most 20 somethings a run for their money. She was very confident. I love that in a woman. But I detected a bit of arrogance, but I blew that off to the beer I was drinking.

After we all had a bit to drink, in walked another guy. i'll call him MIB (Man in Black), he walked over, he also seemed like he was in his early to mid 40's and you can tell he was in shape. I pulled him in trying to get into the conversation and after some time, he then proceeded to tell me that my adds were "too restricting" as far as wanting versatile men.

I politely told him that considering the flake factor of women involved, bi men would at least have something to play with if they no show. An all gay show would be a turnoff to some women if they wanted to join in. I thought it was a fair compromise.

he then proceeded to tell me that a more anonymous get together would bring more people.

Okay. this guy was getting on my nerves. While I'm not at all judgmental about the lifestyle of people around me when it comes to sex, at THIS party, I wasn't going to at least talk and get to know them briefly BEFORE we fuck. Apparently this was a bit too much for him and eventually made some lame excuse about not being able to "perform" and beat a hasty retreat after telling us some INCREDIBLY wild stories of what has done (and wasting about 30 minutes of my life in the process) in the past.

The last one to show just as we were going upstairs was a "regular" whom I'm going to call "pete". Great guy, he had been at one of my previous parties before and has proved himself a witty charming man.

After going upstairs people just wanted to chit chat more and I figured I needed to get the party started by making a not-so-subtle comment about getting undressed.

Tattoo girl went to a shower while the rest of us lounged about nude scoping each other's goods and Musicman's telling us all about tattoo girl. We all nodded approval about his thoughts on her when she came out dressed in a little night gown.

it was MY turn for a shower. Yes, I know, but you like a clean man, right? I'm a bit weird about that kind of thing. I'm sure there are women that approve of the shower thing, quite a few do that I know of...but anyway.....

After I got out there was a considerable amount of cocksucking going on.
Awesome!

I put on a video on the TV ($13 bucks?!?!? For what they were charing for my room, it should have come with a hooker!) for a little added viewing pleasure.
I sat down at chair and watched the action on the bed beside tattoo girl and casually masturbated. She started rubbing my cock a bit and then started to bite my nipples which is okay, but not preferred and I tried to let her focus on something else. Didn't care what she nibbled on as long as it wasn't my nipples. She looked at me and smiled and then said she was more of a top. (oh shit!)

She then moved over to the guys and started to rub on the guys to get some close up action. What caught my eye was the fact she was favoring Musicman over all the others.
This was going to go bad.

She then proceeded to be more direct in her requests on what she wanted to see and this also gave me an "oh-oh" moment. She was starting to get a bit more aggressive and doing some head shoving onto guys cocks.

After a few more minutes she came back to my chair and kissed me for awhile longer and then clamped down on my nipples (OW!) I tried to redirect, but she couldn't take the hint and wound up with a test of wills. I won AND lost. This chick was REALLY into S&M. Apparently, she wants to be in full control in a sexual situation. While I'm all for that, "no means no" goes both ways.

She brought out the strap on (of which Musicman kneeled and put it on her) and then proceeded to fuck Musicman's ass with it. My instincts told me it was over for the night.

There would be no woman gang bang.

After she had an orgasm she then complained that the other guys weren't having an orgasm, i explained "whiskey dick" to her and then she and her boy got dressed and out the door within 5 minutes.

The rest of us were stunned. The truth then came out. the guys just weren't into being "directed" like they were in a porn scene and it was starting to be a turn off.

We got dressed and sat and drank some of the wine she left and parted shortly thereafter. The guys thanked me for throwing the party. I looked around, packed up my stuff and looked at the time as I was walking out of the hotel.

midnight. Fuck. All this occured in under 4 hours.

Time to start again with a fresh new batch.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

What if you threw an orgy and nobody comes?

It's the night before the party, and just like every other party I've thrown, I'm a nervous wreck the night before.

What if no one shows up?

This has never happened and it had always worked out great, but still. I am a major cynic on human nature. People have a tendency to flake out, it's like they can't believe a party like this can exist. I have a tendency to "over invite" people because I know 2 or 3 out of 10 will flake out.

Such contingency plans on my part had headed off some potentially uncomfortable parties, I'm sure. In a couple of cases in which only a few people showed up turned out even better.

This party is going to be a bit different my friends flaked out. They got called out of the country or got the dates mixed up and had made concrete plans.

COME ON! You're going to get SERIOUSLY laid! How can you possibly overlook a date like that? But whatever. I have a regular participant showing up and that will be just fine.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Email sent, room reserved, the panic waits at the doorway...

Well I just sent off the list of the responders that passed muster. All I have to do is either wait for a response (which sometimes happens, sometimes don't)or simply wait for them to show up at the meeting spot. Each party is a bit different as far as locations go, but usually in a very fine hotel.

While imagining all the lovely forms of decadence which typically occurs at my parties, I can't help but wonder how it will all turn out...

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Orgies and...apartment hunting?

You know, I decided that it's MY blog and I'll write whatever the hell I want on it. I have another blog that is SO boring because my friends know all about it.
I washed my clothing a few days ago. Yay. exciting.


Do you realize how weird it is to lead a bit of a double life?

I have a party to get ready for, condoms to buy, plus lube, a hotel to book, people to verify. so what do I wind up doing? Apartment hunting with a girl I'm going to dump around christmas time. no. I don't plan on moving in, that's too assholish even for me. Just helping her out because she's trusting some apartment locater to some of the craptastic apartments complexes I have ever seen.

What's kinda' depressing is that I want to move into some of the apartments I'm going to go with, but my income is about to take a dramatic downturn. I'm shutting down my business and I'm going to look for a REAL job.
No more 3 hour lunches.
No more "it's 2 O'clock, I'll stop and watch a movie".
No more "it's 4am? Fuck that, I'm going back to sleep until noon."
No more calling in for "insomnia".
No more reading other people's blogs while when I should be working.

Yes. I made a damned good living, but there is something to be said about having a RELIABLE income. As long as I can afford a decent apartment and still afford to host these parties, I think I'll be content with that.

It's for this friday!

The party is this friday. I'm SO looking forward to it as it promises to be one of the better ones yet. The only problem is that my friend "bikeman" isn't going to make it. He's usually the center of entertainment and dives in willy-nilly into the pile of cocks.

Fucker had to go to on a business trip. I KNEW I should have waited an additional week. The other regulars are basically in the same boat. So this should be interesting. I'm going to be the only Straight guy in a room for of Bi's. God I hope all the women show or else I'm fucked. Figuratively

Sunday, September 9, 2007

Phone Calls and weeding

Well, I sent out an email on saturday for the people that were interested in the party to give me a call. The reason for them giving me a call is simple: I am VERY good at reading people and I can see if they're going to be flakes or not. If they don't call, then I'll just wipe from from the final emails. Out of the 18 people that originally responded, Six people called within 4 hours of my email, including one woman. I figure the majority will call during the week when they can be away from their wives or their significant others.

The phone calls themselves were rather interesting.

One guy seemed to relax when I confirmed who I was, but apparently he didn't want to let his wife knows what he does and whispered in an almost embarrassingly apologetic tone, "I love to take it up the ass and suck cock. Is that okay?"

I almost dropped the phone.

ME:"Umm...sure. that's the point."
HIM:"Oh. okay, just want to make sure it was cool."
ME:"Excellent! I'll email you the final info in a week."

I hung up the phone and started laughing.

You know, I can understand people's apprehension in answering ads for such parties, so I always try to put them at ease. But if you're talking to someone about the topic at hand, for god sakes! We're just having a conversation about a group of men (and a couple of women) that never met before having some great sex!


me: "''lo? This is
him: "Hi...umm...I'm calling about the ad?"
me:"Oh, you mean the orgy?"
I can hear him wince.
him: "umm..yeah."
me: "Cool, thanks for calling back so quickly. You have any questions?"
him: "umm..not right now."
me: "Excellent! I'll send you an email soon about where the party is."
him:"umm...okay. thanks."

The woman that called was quite enthusiastic about the whole thing and was looking forward to getting a gang bang. I think she was more normal than the other guys.

Sunday, September 2, 2007

Women! and a date!

After another little recruitment drive, I finally managed to score a couple of interesting women. They're both highly interested in watching the action, but actually participating in a gang bang.

Well, finally settled on a date, sept. 21st. A friday, I think what I will go ahead and do is start planning one for Late October. These little lapses in time can be a little crazy and hopefully, I can get a couple of women that aren't flakey enough to start up an "Woman gang bang" with the guys watching. the odds of that are low, but I think I will give it a shot.

The latest posts that I've done has brought out a couple of more interesting men, so now I will go ahead and email everyone to send me a pic and I'll send them my number.

Why my number? Simple: to cut down on the flakes and the creeps that I have to weed out. While what I'm doing isn't exactly what most people would consider "high culture", it's being done to have fun by everyone and I don't want it ruined by a couple of people that just want to be jerks.

It's my party, I'm paying for it, so I have that right, don't I? :)