Hookup in a garden shed

Wow! It's been four days since I've blogged!  Since I left home at 4:00 am on Tuesday, I've been on the fly ever since;   working, visiting Church Street or other gay Toronto hotspots, hooking up or trying to arrange hookups.

I'm in Toronto for eight days, hired by a temp agency in an education field, but we were specifically told not to blog, Facebook or tweet about it.   All expenses are paid by them; airfare, hotel and food, and salary is pretty decent as well, so it will help a little with my present cash flow problem.  The day-long training was pretty stressful but now I'm getting into the swing of the work.

A few highlights so far:
To escape the humidity and heat (44 humidex), I spent several hours on the 'gay section' of Hanlan's Point clothing optional beach.  During my previous visits to Hanlan's (May 2013 and September 2012) I was overwhelmed by being surrounded by hot, naked gay men.  These visits happened out side of the main beach-going season when it was cooler, so I think there was a larger proportion of hard-core, nudist gay men there.

Tuesday's beach visit was a bit disappointing.  The beach was packed but around half the people there were young women, many topless.  They were very attractive and I admired their free spirits, but I have no interest in looking at boobs.

There were lots of really fit gay men in their 20s and 30s there but the majority weren't naked.  Boys, you all have balls, why don't you use them and take your shorts off!  As a compensation prize, all the gay guys wore sexy swimwear;  skimpy, bulge-enhancing, colourful of the 'speedo' style.  In some ways, this was almost hotter than seeing them naked.

 I set up a Grindr account for my visit using only a pic of my worn-out face.   Grindr has a GPS locater is very cool, especially in the hotel.  "Hot dude X" is 50 feet away."  

I've been swamped .... swamped I tell you!.... with messages from hot,  young guys of every colour, and every one of them is looking for a Daddy.  There does not seem to be any old farts (50 year olds like me) on Grindr at all.  I am by far the oldest guy I've seen on the site.

I've only received messages from guys in the range 19 - 30.   Just over half have been from Asian dudes in their early 20s who I all turned down.  What a gay stereotype!  Old white guy with an Asian twink half his age.

Another big, black dude "40 feet away", with a cock like my forearm messaged me with two works:  "room number?"   I blocked him.  lol   But I did accept a sweet hotel visit from a nerdy-sweet, skinny 25 year old who looked like me many decades ago.   But my most notable Grindr success was a very late-night hookup (1:00 am) with an sweet Italian construction worker in a small metal garden shed in his parents' backyard of million-dollar home.  The shed was equipped with a leather love-seat, flat screen TV but no air conditioner.

It was one of my hottest hookups ever, temperature-wise (with the extreme heat alert) and with the sexiness factor.  Here are his details:

• Italian construction worker, 6'-0"
• Body type:  fat-free, muscular, lean and sinewy.  HOT!
• Lightest dusting of body hair with a treasure trail snaking down his lean torso
• Skinny, shapely ass
• Handsome, scruffy face
• Major "Daddy Complex"
• Monster cock .... nine inches, at least, the biggest I'd ever seen in real life.
• Lives at home with his parents and younger siblings all of whom were in the house
• Claimed to be bi, but I'm absolutely certain that he's full-blown gay
• He still still hasn't come out... to himself, let alone his family.

I could not convince him to to come to my hotel room, 10 km away.  He told me he just wouldn't be comfortable doing that ... and in fact, wasn't comfortable with hooking up with me anywhere.  But his passion and horniness won the day. 

OMGF.... he was the most passionate man I've ever been with, with a pent-up hunger for man sex!  Fantastic kisser!   Responsive!  Vocal!  Insatiable! Craving skin-on-skin contact.

The love seat filled up most of the shed and what little room remained was filled with watering cans, gardening tools and the like.   So when he begged me to take his bottom virginity, it didn't go well.

For one thing, his bottom was far to tight for me and there wasn't room to maneuver into the necessary position or to even straighten out.  The temperature in the shed was around 100 F, 100% humidity so by the time, gallons of sweat was pouring off of us.  Slippery when wet!  So sexy!

With regret, I left at 2:00 am because I had to get up at 7:00 to commute to my job.   I invited him for some sweet, air-conditioned sexytime in my hotel room on Saturday but he may or may not be comfortable with that idea.  Most unusally for me, I begged him to come.  Please... please....  please.  I've NEVER done that with a guy!

I already have arranged for the skinny, nerdy-cute 25 year old student and Carlos, a early 30s lightly-muscled Hispanic dude to come over (separately) on Saturday, but I'm sure I can accomodate them all.