Glansman's Blog

I’ve just realised how incredibly horny it can be just to see someone walking around naked with hard-on.
I was in a sauna over weekend and there was a guy, early 30s and completely waxed, walking around the saunas and the private cubicles stark naked with a fabulous erection. It must have been a good nine inches and thick into the bargain. I waited until he went into a dark room and managed to get close enough for a lick and a suck. I was sooo hard myself by this stage.
He didn’t want to cum but I was desperate and so after he had moved on I stood quietly wanking until a young guy knelt in front of me and sucked me until I exploded in his mout., Must have been seven or eight really thick spurts.

Visiting old haunts found a loo that I used as a cottage many years and stunned to find it still in use. Stood at urinals for a while playing with a respectable hard-on until a decent looking guy came in, noticed stiffie and motioned with his head towards cubicle. Once inside we removed trousers etc and delighted to find that like me he was wearing nice panties and hold-ups. Wanked each other then he sucked me off and I returned favour
God I love a quickie

Met Ali last night - an old friend. We only get together a few times a year - such a shame.
It made realise just how wonderful it is to have a large cock in your hand. Ali's really big - eight inches and six inches round and he's gets SOOOO stiff.
Of course I like sucking and taking it down below but just having it in my hand and wanking it is so bloody exciting.
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Sometimes you just have to do it.
Wank, I mean.
I was on a train yesterday – not travelling far but at least an hour’s journey.
We’d gone through Ipswich and as we pulled away I saw the most gorgeous tranny (well of course you can tell).
Blonde wig. Made up well but tarty. Fake boobs in a tight jumper. Short skirt, fishnet tights and high heels. Legs absolutely to die for – long shapely thighs tapering to a fine ankle.
If we hadn’t been pulling away I’d have got out and tried to pull her.
As it was I had an immediate boner.
Nothing for it but to go to the on-board toilet. I had nylons and suspenders and a pair of black lace bikini panties under my chinos. Pushed my chinos down to my ankles, lifted the waistband over my cock and under my balls. Stroked my nyloned thighs, caressed my perineum and then with my middle finger in my bumhole just went for it. I wanked over the toilet bowl for all I was worth - imagining the platform tranny was bent over in front of me.
It didn’t take long and Christ the spunk that spurted out. Must have been eight thick creamy shots of high-quality Grade A cum.

Went back to my old stamping ground in Essex at the weekend and thought I’d see if there was any action at what used to be a well-known dogging area off the A120. I had to wait until well past 11pm but was soon rewarded.
A car drew up in front and flashed its brake lights a few times. I was pretty convinced that it was a genuine meet so got out and walked over. A middle-aged guy (a bit of a belly but not christened with the Ugly Stick) had his trousers and shorts pushed down to his knees and was wanking a very impressive hardon. He had his window down so I looked and murmured an appreciative “Mmmmmm.”
“Want to come in for some fun,” he said. By the time I’d got round to the passenger side he taken off his trousers and was pulling off his T-shirt. As I slid in beside him he reclined his seat full length and laid back naked with a stiff circumcised eight inches. I leaned over and began wanking him with one hand and fondling his balls with the other. He’d waxed so I didn’t have any qualms about going down on him and soon had his knob and shaft in my mouth. It didn’t take long before he began groaning and as I sucked and pumped his cock energetically he grunted: “I’m gonna cum.” I swallowed five or six thick spurts of spunk and sat back.
“It’s late and there’s no-one about,” he said smiling. “Do you want my bumhole? I lubed up just in case.” I nodded.

He came round to my side of the car, rested his head on the bonnet and reached behind to spread the cheeks of his arse. I slipped a rubber on to my cock – which was rock hard by now and guided it straight into him. His preparations and the lube on the rubber meant I slid my shaft all the way easily. He sighed and I began to fuck him rhythmically. He pushed back and we moved together nicely until I felt my spunk rise. I knew it wouldn’t be long but reached around and discovered he was hard again so I began wanking him . I managed to hang on until I judged he was going to spunk again so tossed him off faster and fucked him as hard as I could. I came in the rubber inside him and seconds later he squirted another cupful.

Oh it was lovely to be back

Well there’s a first for everything. Managed my first meet thru NewTransNudes.
You hear a lot about no-shows and it’s happened to me but last night went to south London for an evening with another stocking/lingerie lover.
She met me in a kimono which she slipped off to reveal matching black lace everything from bra thru knickers to suspenders and lovely, lovely sheer seamed nylons. High heels and a blonde wig was the icing on the cake. I went into the bathroom and changed into an almost identical outfit except I had bikini knickers and she had French cut.
Watched some porn and fondled each other a bit. Nice slow wanking, frotting and we discarded knickers for sucking (kneeling and 69) we took in turns to slip out meat into each other’s holes.
Asked her to take her cock out of me before she spunked – I wanted to watch. So she quickly slid out, whipped off the johnny and wanked in my face. Christ – never seen so much.
Yum
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To swallow or not, that?s the question. I love giving (and receiving, of course) blowjobs. But when you?re on the giving end it?s always a tricky moment when your partner is about to cum. I?m not at all squeamish about swallowing ? there?s a real intimacy about keeping a nice hard cock in your mouth while it pumps spunk down your throat.
But, on the other hand, I do love watching the one-eyed snake spunk. I don?t care if it ends up on my face (in fact it?s bloody horny); just watching a cock twitch and ejaculate is fabulous ? especially if its real thick creamy spunk.
And the etiquette of wanking is delicate too. I love having the hand wrapped right around my shaft and not too fast. Ideally I like a second hand caressing my balls and my bum with a couple of fingers in my cinnamon ring and seeking my prostate at the appropriate moment
So if we meet ? now you know??

You take your life in your hands cruising in Brompton Cemetery in West London. The Parks Police regularly patrol the place and if you do score it?s likely to be a very hurried wank or a BJ.
Because it was so sunny yesterday ? and because I was just sooo horny ? I decided to try my luck.
Fortunately I met a middle-aged fellow Londoner who had his tackle out. I could see he was wearing lacy black underwear and he asked if I was interested in dressing. I said yes and luckily he had a small flat nearby (and close to the Stamford Bridge football ground!).
We went there. He added a lovely basque, suspender belt and high heels to his ensemble and lent me some black silk lingerie and a pair of beautiful FF nylons.
We were both desperate for sex and were soon on the double bed wanking, licking and sucking.
He asked to take me while I was on all fours so I obliged, he lubed up his impressive cock (with a condom as well) and took me hard and fast. After shooting his load in me he got on his back, opened his legs and invited me to return the favour. I was more than happy to oblige but ? at his request ? took my knob out as I was ready to spurt, whipped off the johnny and spunked all over his cock.
Eat your heart out Parks Police

I do so miss the cottages.
Used to be a time when it was easy to find a quiet public toilet with holes in the cubicles walls and punters eyeing up your cock when you joined them at the urinals.
You'd either go straight to the cubicle in just a T-shirt and tracksuit bottoms so you could strip off to your knickers and hold-ups and start fondling yourself until your cock got hard enough to lift out fort a proper wank to advertise your wares. Then you either get the sign to stick your knob through the hole or a nice purple gift would pop out from the other side.
Occasionally if you were both ballsy enough you'd join one another in the same cubicle for a joint wank, a suck or even a fuck while you clung on to the low-level cistern for balance.
Now I wouldn't even know where to fine one. If you know of one around London please let me know !!!!!

Met Lucy last night. She?s married so our meetings have to be carefully arranged and sadly brief. Drove to South London park (those who know will know) and she got into my car. Took off her tracksuit top and bottoms to show me fab black lace bra, sussies and knickers with lovely sheer stockings. I was dressed nearly same but mine were my favourite French knickers. Lots of stroking stockings and fondling cocks through panties before we got our tackle out for lovely wanking and sucking. Lucy loves it when I suck and lick her cock and stroke her perineum. Then I slide a couple of fingers into her bumhole and pretty soon he returns the favour. It?s a tough job stopping ourselves cumming too soon but eventually we have to give in. She likes to swallow but I prefer to wank her off and watch the spunk fly out of her knob. We do fuck but it?s tricky in the back seat and you never know when you?re going to get disturbed.