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Viagra and its related siblings are drugs too. So technically speaking, any man, straight or gay, popping a pill to enhance the erection is partaking in chemsex.

I think it really depends on the moment. Eyes definitely play a huge part, but so is the rest of the picture, the sweat glistening, the moans the bottom is making, the heavy breathing, etc.

It has been a while since I went to a sex party. I have been stressed out quite a bit by work lately, but have been exhausted but horny for the most part. When I saw the invitation in my email box, with a daddy and twink theme, I figured i should go. For those who have been following my adventures, it is the same organizer as the previous parties I have shared in the past. So I popped in a Cialis as I know I needed the extra boost for a party. Anyway, got there, undressed to my jock and sneakers, and put everything in the plastic bag they've provided. I arrived about 9:30pm and the place was packed. There has to be like 30+ guys. They've added some new furniture. Now in the middle of the space there is this big round circular seat/bed thingy. There are also other seats/beds and two slings to the side, plus one refreshment section near the bathrooms, and upstairs are more beds. Of course they are playing Confessions on the Dance Floor 2, in the background. I recognised a few faces and we greeted each other. Pretty soon, i found myself towards the middle of the floor where the big circular bed is, Several guys are already there playing and I joined in. The first guy was this 20-something guy who started stroking my cock and pulled my jock down, and very quickly wrapped his lips around me while another guy, was fucking him doggy style. I started making out with the top, kissing and teasing his nips while our bottom was spit roasted between us. Then we swap positions as I got on top of the bottom, while he laid on his back with his legs in the air. As i was pounding him, the other guy (I think) started rimming my ass, and it drove me crazy good. Another guy joined in and the bottom and I both worked his cock together for a while. I think at the moment, all I could think of was the pleasure I was experiencing. The endorphines firing like crazy in my brains. After the first guy, there was another guy I made out with, then another. Hands caressed each other, tongues flicked over every inch. Every one was in a participatory mood it seems. No judgement. You give as much as you take. Sweat mixed with cum mixed with lube and spit. I stopped analyzing and just surrendered myself the moment. At some point, I took a break. It got too sweaty and I needed a break. So I got myself a drink, and chatted with a few guys chilling at the refreshment section. It was a bunch of guys in mid-late 40s and above, I guess our stamina wasn't what it used to be. Some of the younger guys came and chatted, and it was very interesting scene. Everyone is pretty much naked except for their socks/sneakers. Some have cock rings on, that is pretty much the crowd. After the break, I moved to several other sections. There was a small crowd gathered by one of the slings and this older guy was getting pounded. I joined in watching while making out with a few of the guys, and took my turn on the guy on the sling. Another guy crept behind me and tweaked my nips while i pounded the guy. It felt pretty good, and soon I was lost in the pleasure of the moment. I worked out a good sweat, but still haven't cummed. I moved about to different parts of the space, enjoyed a few blowjobs and gave a few. Rimmed several bussies... made out... just enjoying the variety of guys. Eventually I made my way back to the middle. I have been here for at least an hour and a half at this point. By this time, the crowd must have hit its peak. I see more guys in their 20s-30s in the crowd. The place was starting to looked packed. The music got louder, maybe to drown out the moans and slapping sounds. These younger guys probably get laid before heading out to the bars. The centre area is like a smorgasbord of hot bodies. Moans, grunts, and sighs of pleasure filled the air, beating to whatever dance music that was on (I think it was Robyn). The scent of popper whiffed in the air, as guys passed it around like a fag. I got tangled into the pile of bodies, slicked with sweat. Made out with one guy, played with a few other guys, taking turns to suck each other, etc. At one point, through the crowd, I was watching this relatively attractive guy fucking his bottom vigorously. He has sone signs of salt and pepper hair. Hyrox/runner physique, smooth chest... and suddenly we made eye contact with him. There is this intensity (I think for older guys, it is a way to focus and concentrate, otherwise, we lose the erection) in his face and eyes. At this moment, I was kneeling on the bed while this guy was blowing me. He was watching me as much as I was watching him and it was a turn on. One of the things that I admit, is watch two bottoms make out as they get pounded. The moans they make especially when they are both in a doggy position drives me crazy. Anyway, not long after, I got the guy who was blowing me to flip. As I straddle him, i made eye contact with the intense eye contact guy. As I started thrusting, and my guy started moaning, i told him to kiss the other bottom. Soon, they were both moaning, while the guy and I had our eyes locked on each other. We watched each other fucking, as if trying to see who would cum first. Around us, other people were getting their freak on. Somehow they are just background noise at that moment. I feel myself getting closed and i picked up the pace of thrusting. I saw he did the same. A split second later, my whole being filled this rush of pleasure as all the dopamines in my brain fired simultaneously. I was drenched in sweat by then, and noticed he had collapsed on to his bottom. Without words, we had both cum around the same time. For a moment, we both laid on top of our bottoms, catching our breathe. He winked at me, and I reached over to kiss him deeply. It was a mix of tongue and heavy breathes. No words needed. Just some weird connection. Finally, I withdrew from my bottom and noticed the cum oozed out a little from his bussy. I leaned in, spread his butt cheeks and rimmed his tender bussy, which made him moan again. He flipped over, and we made out a bit. I asked if he wanted to cum, but he said no and he was soon lost in the tangle of bodies. I extracted myself from the pile, and made my way back to the refreshment area, satisfied. My cock sore, and actually a little swollen. I know it will be tender by the time I write this. I took some paper towels to wipe off my sweat, and I saw the intense eye contact guy did the same. We introduced ourselves. He is 48, lives a little further than me, blah blah. Lawyer apparently. Anyway, we both went to the reception area, and got dressed and as we waited for the elevator, he asked for my number. Long story short, I got a text from him this morning, asking if I want to have a 3way with his partner some time. So the thing is, I am at an age where Cialis/Viagra helps for a sex party, especially when I am expecting multiple partners. I forgot my cock ring last night, but no biggie. At least for me, I know that in long intense sessions, my cock will end up swollen and tender the next day. It actually ends up looking a lot girthier, I think it is from all that erection. Cialis takes time to work off the body. I woke up this morning, rock hard but cock too senstive to do anything. I'm on doxy prep, so yes, I take my meds and get tested regularly.

So the past 2 years plus, my primary scent has been Soie Malaquais by Dries van Noten. Usually I layer with Santal Greenery also by DVN for the day/office, but for evenings, if i want a bolder scent, I go with Muscle Leather from Studio Ready.

Still do, but I like these cause they give off daddy vibes.

The resolution is for you to man up and tell your bf how you feel about the relationship. Put yourself in his shoes, how would you feel if your bf tells you the only reason he is still with you is because the guy he is into is not into having a relationship with him? Not a nice feeling isn't it? Rather than drag it out, end the relationship for both your sakes. It is obvious the only reason you are staying in the relationship is the emotional security and comfort he brings to you. You need to get professional help for your well-being.

@Josh09876 I am not stating this with judgement, but consider carefully what you just shared. What is keeping you in your current relationship is your fear of not having access to the emotional benefits should the relationship end. Your feelings to your bf is that of a good friend. It is your wants, needs, and fears. What about his? As I've pointed out earlier, what is keeping your relationship afloat at the moment is the decision made by the guy you are into. He is making the decision for you to stay in your relationship. It should be a decision you make for yourself. You are dissatisfied in your relationship with your bf, so instead of staying on, and letting it fester and you becoming bitter, end it. You'll be happier, because what will happen if you continue to stay is you will resent him and blame him for the choices you make. You're nearly 40. Grow up, be adult. Do the right thing, and take accountability for your own actions. It is your life.

Recently was at one of those outlet malls and there was a CK outlet store. Picked up one of those 3 pack classic white briefs with the open fly on the front. I think it has been over 20 years since I wore those but since I am tanned quite a bit from being out on the beach house etc. I love how the white contrasts against my skin. They are comfy to lounge around at home watching telly before bed.

@Josh09876 Based on what you have shared, you should break up with your current bf. This is because you have already mentally decided you are not growing together anymore, and is growing apart. This is especially super clear with the new guy who is totally your type, and the only thing stopping your decision to end the relationship is because he does not want to be in one with you. So that is the decision that is keeping your current relationship together. Not because you love your bf, but because the guy you are into is not into having a relationship with you. Your situation is not as complicated as you like to think. Even if it is not this guy, say another guy who is totally your type, and he happens to be open to being in a relationship with you. The decision is still the same for you. So do the right thing, end things with your current bf, and you are free to be with whoever you want, and him as well.

Look, if you are about to have sex, get a good shower first and wash, douche, wash your dick, under the foreskin, etc. do whatever you have to be clean unless it is a specific request to come as you are. It is only good manners. Brush and floss your teeth or use a mouth wash to gargle before hand. Personal hygiene goes a long way to having a good time.

This is my reality. I did notice that when i turned 50, the issue has become less of getting an erection, but more of sustaining the erection. I can get hard easily and can stay hard for a while, but the moment, I get distracted or am not stimulated, i go down quickly. It's not like when i was younger, where by I can stay rock hard without even being touched. So what has helped is wearing a cockring to control the blood flow during sex. I have started a low dose of cialis daily, which apparently also helps with the heart. I have also done the LiST/shockwave therapy is interesting, I can't tell if I am hard during the session because the doctor keep using this wand thing up and down my lubed cock; but it is kind of expensive where I am, and you do need several sessions. There is no one magic pill per se, and it is usually a combination of therapies and treatment. Sex wise, I don't think my erections were like when i was in my 20s -40s, but it does get the job done.

Duh! Being a top does not mean you lack personal hygiene.

I've shared this years ago, invest in rubber/latex sheets. Put it over your regular `1,000 threadcount Egyptian cotton. When you are done playing, just get a disinfectant spray and paper towels, and wipe. Remove it to let it dry, and your sheets are pristine under.

Will probably have more gigs for him in the future since his uncle is a big client of ours.

We have this consultant, who is a relative of one of our clients, who we will hire from time to time depending on the project. Each consulting period typically lasts between 2 to 3 months. The last project he worked with us ended around May this year, and I haven't seen him in about 2 months since. I sort of figured he is gay but never really bother to confirm. He is a nice guy, pretty smart in his field I would say, and overall, we get along professionally. Last week, I took a couple of days off to be at the beach house to catch up with my friends. For the most parts, it was pretty chill. The focus was more on strengthening our friendship than partying, plus we are all in our 50s. As usual, on the weekends, there is tea dance at the only bar/club in that part of town, so pretty much everyone was there. I was with my friends and we were talking to other people, when I heard someone called out my name. It was the consultant. He came over, gave me an enormous hug, which took me by surprise. I did think he was a little tipsy at that point. Long story short, we ended up dancing together. The space isn't big, and it was crammed pretty much with shirtless men. My friends and I had fun, and my friend group merged with his friend group, and we were all dancing together. When you are dancing in a tight space, there will be these accidental bumps, but I kept getting this feeling that it was intentional with him, especially when people are moving about, and he would bump himself against me and lingered a bit more than necessary. i admit, i did enjoy the attention from a younger guy in his mid-30s. Plus it was fun as it has been some time since I last went dancing. Anyway, my friends and I left about 5ish and we said our goodbyes, while he and his friends stayed behind and migrated to the after party. Around 9ish, he sent me a text, asking if I want to meet for a drink. i told him that he is more than welcomed to swing by our house since we have a pretty well-stocked bar. About 10 minutes later, he showed up. We sat outside by the pool, with drinks and was just catching up. We talked about work mostly, office gossip, etc. At one point, he asked if he could take a swim in the pool, and I said go ahead. He strip to his shorts, which weren't really meant for swimming, and then he asked if I mind if he take them off. I shrugged, and he removed them. He jumped into the pool naked, and was enjoying himself and at his urging I stripped and jumped in too. I think the moment when he asked to remove his shorts, I had an inkling of what is about to happen. I am so grateful to have friends who probably figured out what is happening when i told them the consultant is stopping by for drinks earlier. Two of them went back out to the bars or the meat rack to cruise, while 3 others stayed in and watched a movie. So we were respectfully undisturbed. We swam a bit, drank a bit, flirted... at some point, we started making out at one end of the pool. There was definitely a lot of teasing. He definitely knows how to work a cock with his mouth, and yes, we did stupid things like he tried to give me a bj under water, but wasn't really sucessful as the water kept entering his mouth. Still we enjoyed ourselves quite a bit with foreplay. When I suggested we go to my room, where I have lube, he simply picked up a bottle of sun tan lotion we had lying about and squeezed the bottle into his palm and started stroking my cock with it. The tip is, suntan lotion is not the best lube. It works but not as smooth as regular lube, also you can't switch back to sucking after fucking. It tastes horrible. In the end, we made it to my room, not before walking past my friends watching tv in the living room. They pretend not to notice, but I had to give the details when he left. We met up again the next day and hooked up again before he took the Sunday evening ferry back to the city.

@Ventus I appreciate your candour, but a few red flags stood out. First, asking you to lose weight. Your body is your choice. Someone you were only casually dating should not make you feel that you need to change physically to earn a relationship. Granted, you also asked him to address his smoking and bad breath, but that turned the connection into a negotiation over what each of you needed to change. Objectively, the relationship did not really progress. It gave you enough affection and intimacy to sustain hope, but there was no clear commitment. You initiated almost all the conversations, while he remained inconsistent and continued using Jack’d despite telling you he wanted monogamy. Creating a fake profile to test him was also unhealthy, but it shows that trust had already broken down. The clearest thing he told you was that after three months, he had no romantic feelings. Painful as that is, you should take that at face value. Staying friends while secretly hoping he changes his mind will likely prolong the hurt. Fact is, he is not really into you, and for some f-ked up reason, he did not have the balls to tell you so, or maybe even admit to himself till much later. People like that prioritise optics than truth. It is more important on how things look, than how things really are. Do not conclude that you must ignore your preferences because of your looks, weight or employment status. The real issue was not that you were too picky. It was that the relationship was ambiguous, one-sided and emotionally unequal. You deserve someone whose interest is clear, consistent and mutual.

My sister's cats (past and present) have always been named after some belief that they will bring good fortune. So there was 大彩 (dacai: big winning), 大福 (dafu: Big fortune), 多宝 (duobao: many treasures), etc. you get the picture. Granted she did win big toto over the years, so something is working.

One and only co-dependent anthem.

We all enjoy being validated and told we are the "prettiest/fittest/biggest...." so if that is what it takes and makes you feel good about yourself, do it.

So, just for clarity, you have to be HIV- to be on PrEP. If you think logically, if you are on PrEP, and the person you're having sexual contact with is also on PrEP, then chances of a HIV infection is pretty much close to zero. However, it does not rule out the other STIs.

As I have said before, and I will said it again, if STD is a major concern, then it is best to abstain from sexual contact with another person, and stick to masturbation. Most STD or STIs are treatable. As many have pointed out, the moment you come in close contact with another person, there is always some chance for an infection. If you think you have gotten something, go see a doctor, take the antibiotics, get a follow up blood test done, and you are good.

Small to me is when you are giving a blowjob and his dick does not even reach your molars.

When I was a kid, my dad would strip to his briefs when he gets home from work and sit on the sofa reading news papers. Then he would shower and change into shorts and a tee for dinner, but there have been times where he just wore his underwear through out the evening. I pretty much am like him. I normally just strip to my underwear when i get home from work. Lounge around, do housework, cook, eat, etc.