A chronicle of a life on the Gay fringe

Archive for September, 2010

This teaching lark…

is getting old rather quickly. This morning I did my best to dress up like Indiana Jones, Harris Tweed jacket, blue shirt, little red dickie bow tie, black framed glasses (I don’t wear them normally, they’re just for fashion) and my hair all parted down one side and gelled to perfection across to one side! Very studious!

Instead of looking like Indy…one of my lovely students said I looked more like the new Doctor…A compliment methinks

Indiana Jones & The 11th Doctor


Lazy Sunday

After my rather late night out on Saturday night I slept in late Sunday. I didn’t slide out of my pit until nearly 12 noon. I stood and looked at myself in the long mirror in my bathroom after showering and noticed that my dick was looking slightly red and over used! I decided not not go out for the rest of the day unless I needed to and I also banned myself from going onto the internet, especially onto Gaydar.

Instead I enjoyed a day of domestic bliss, catching up on laundry and other wholesome activities like ironing and pushing a vacuum cleaner around places that hadn’t been disturbed for months. When a deadline looms, even housework gets pushed to one side!

The rest of the day was spent watching crappy TV and reading, I even remembered to eat. I also managed to catch up on the last few episodes of Glee that I’d missed. I should spend more Sundays like this!


Saturday Night;Sunday Morning

No prizes for guessing where I’ve been tonight! Actually I’ve been to two gay saunas today. The first in Sheffield called The Bronx, it’s a shit hole, badly looked after and badly decorated. It smells and is ill thought out. I only stopped by because I was passing and I had a couple of hours to kill. Needless to say, even though it was Saturday night the place was virtually empty. Even though it was around 5.30pm when I got there. I had nothing!

I left around 7.30pm and went on my way to my appointment. Once that was over I drove back to Leeds and called in at The Basement Complex in leeds City Centre. I’ve been here before and you know how clean and the exact opposite of the one in Sheffield. When I arrived it was around 12.30am and it was fairly busy. I have to say that even at that time it wasn’t full of drunken queens like I expected, but it was populated by some pretty decent fellas.

I had my eye on two in particular not for a 3 some but to have separately. Which I did, with about 30 mins in between to recharge my balls!

I finally made it home, empty and feeling energised again around 2.30am not bad going! I’m now going to bed! Alone!


Ivan Scannell


The road to recovery

Last night was a hoot! Once I’d finished all my domestic chores I showered and slipped into something more comfortable, like a t-shirt and joggers and as the sun started to set, jumped into my car and set off. My first point of call was Black Hill lane in Leeds. An old haunt that I’d never been to after dark. My cruising there had always been during daylight hours. I parked up and waited and soon after a guy in a white Seat Ibiza pulled up a little distance behind me. I watched in my rear view mirror and sure enough he flashed his indicators.

I got out of my car and stood by the roadside, and after a minute or two he got out of his car and walked down towards where I stood. He was dressed similarly to me, only he was wearing a hoodie which was up!

As he approached in the darkness I took out my dick and started to stroke it, and he stood and watched me for a minute or so. I walked a little ways into the wooded area alongside the lane and he followed.As soon as I found a clear spot I pulled my joggers down to my knees and as he joined me immediately took hold of it and started working it in his hands.

Neither of us spoke. As I’d not had sexual contact with anyone for months it didn’t take long before I shot my load over the leaf covered ground. He grinned at me and left me to pull up my joggers.

I got back in my car and headed off to find something to eat. My sexual fast broken, the hunt was on for my next adventure…

I stopped off at a Chinese takeaway place not far from home and bought something to eat,then headed back home. Once home I unpacked the food and sat in front of my computer and loaded up Gaydar. I watched the chat rooms for a while not participating just reading and seeing who was on. Then I spotted an old fuck buddy was online and sent him a message. Soon he replied and asked me what I was doing later. I of course told himI was free so he invited me over! Result!

A little over an hour later after I’d showered and changed again, I headed off to my friends. As soon as I arrived he stripped me naked and I stripped him, we started to kiss, and I was immediately hard and ready…after the usual foreplay I fucked him in his lounge as we’d not even made it to the bedroom. He was just as horny as me.

After we’d both exploded over each other and we’d cleaned up he offered to make me a coffee, this is something he’s never done before and I accepted and I’m really glad I did. We sat and chatted about life,love,sex, work,relationships and being single. I really enjoyed his company and after the coffee was over, grabbed him and started to kiss him again and within minutes I was fucking him a second time.

This time it took longer and was a little less urgent,it felt more like love making than animalistic sex, but hey even I need a little tenderness now and again!

After we’d finished I cleaned up and got dressed, by this time it was half past midnight and I was ready for my bed. WE kissed long and hard at the doorway and he made me promise to come and see him again soon. I will! So… does this count as 2 or 3 fucks in one day?


Phoenix Rising

It’s been quite a few months since my last post and I’m sure many of you had thought I’d passed on, but I haven’t. I’ve been busy working a lot and have had particularly tight deadlines to meet as far as publishing dates are concerned so I’ve had to get my head down and get my thoughts galvanised into some senblance of cohesion!

So, here I am again. Phoenix rising as it were. My deadlines gone, manuscripts submitted and my groin feeling like it really needs some attention. I’ve pushed all thoughts of sex to one side for so long that I swear my body thinks my dick has dropped off.

I now have a free calendar. I’m free to cruise, choose and shmooze! I’m blowing the dust off Gaydar and loading up my Grindr. I’m out there and on the hunt for some serious ass.

Watch out world, here I come!


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