At cross purposes

So I pulled into the Boundary Road parking lot at Central Park last Sunday afternoon....and a fellow in a pick-up truck rolled down his window as I drove by - so I circled back & parked nearby. He seemed to express some further interest, so I walked over & engaged him in conversation (he was in his fifties, Latin American - so I was pretty sure he'd be uncut He was obviously scrupulously clean - a prime candidate)...."Everyone here seems to have dark windows & doesn't realise that it's difficult to see inside......are you married.......not much happening here today.......oh, you're from El Salvador - any El Salvadorian restaurants in the city?", etc. etc.,.
Eventually I said "So, if you're interested........"
To which he replied "Interested, interested in what?" To which I thought I should be direct, so I said "Interested in getting sucked off."
I could have knocked him over with a feather. He was almost speechless. The whole conversation was at cross purposes.
As I thought about it later, it's true, all of these sorts of conversations are a bit of a dance & do take place in code.....but what was he thinking was happening.....and why did he seem to express an interest in my presence?
I'll never know.

Travel information deficit

Not much of a burst of creativity in coming up with the title for this post, but it's an issue that has been at the back of my mind for some time.
In other posts I've mentioned that I've used the squirt.org listings to locate likely spots (e.g. the toilets in Hong Kong), but really squirt.org and all of the similar sites that purport to carry travel info. for the traveller are really targeted at the "gay" male, which I'm not. And most of the men I've met with similar interests to mine aren't either.
All of which is a long preamble to a request to any readers who know of sites targeted at "our interests", I'd appreciate a referral .

In retrospect, firmly under the "stupid" category

When you're sexually hyperactive, you do quite a number of very foolish things, almost always realising that after the fact.
Somehow a discussion with my new nanny friend led me to recollect an occasion in Hong Kong a number of years back when I got picked up at a bar in Wan Chai by a Filipino woman who was about to entertain three Austrian tourists and thought it might be fun to add a fourth.
We all ended up in one of the other fellow's rooms, conveniently enough in the same hotel I was staying at. Since I was also a pussy licker, I serviced her in between courses, and, along with the fellow whose room it was, stayed the night to do the same in the middle of the night and again in the morning. The other men were uncut, so the whole experience was along the lines of the Straight to Hell article of many years ago titled "Blue Cheese For Lunch".
How I dodged that bullet is beyond me. Inexplicably enough, I consider myself otherwise intelligent.

My latest diversions

All I have so far is a photo of my new Chinese nanny friend fully clothed  - not the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen, but suitably desirous. Photos in the buff in due course if I can get them.

She only has about 8 hours a week off, so I need to work fast, especially since the stars have to line up so that it's on a day when my ladyfriend is away. Fortunately she is most co-operative.

I recently put in a Craigslist posting for an older female friend, noting that I'm "partially attached". Predictably, many women were horrified at the thought - and felt obliged to write to so inform me - but I do have a 55 year old Philipino woman who's interested. My ladyfriend is in town, so it'll be a week or so before I can meet her. And we'll see where that goes.

Drawing a blank - actually, a number of blanks

So my Craigslist posting to locate a soulmate has been fruitless (no pun intended).
Even though I put a very clear statement upfront that I was looking for a fellow aficionado (i.e someone who is also an anonymous cocksucker) to swap stories & buddy around with, all I attracted were those looking for a "relationship". Presumably their thinking was that I didn't really mean what I said. Well, I did mean it. So after five separate meetings over coffee, I have (temporarily at least) given up. I may pick it up again in a few weeks or months.
In the meantime I'm preoccupied with the Chinese nanny of one of my friends. She's sex starved....and I'm only there to help. Photos of her in few weeks if I can get her to pose. Keeping my ladyfriend out of the know also being a high priority. More on this adventure in another post.

Sometimes the "solitary" aspect of this solitary pursuit gets to me.
So the other day I put a post on Craigslist "Seeking an orally inclined hang-out buddy". I'm not sure if it was the idea of having someone to go on cocksucking expeditions with, or just to have someone to swap stories with, but there is a void I'd like to fill.
So far, I've had only one reply.
We'll meet for coffee & see where it goes.

Nobody talks

I'm not sure if that's what it is - or that they have nothing to tell, but it struck me over the years (in eastern Europe as well as here) that it's very unlikely that you'll get anyone to talk about what they do, where they do it....or even exactly what it is they're looking for.
I recollect an incident about 10 years ago in Moscow here I asked another fellow hanging around the toilets near the Taganskaya Metro (whom I took to be a kindred spirit) whether there were any other good spots in the city. I had already staked out 3 or 4 others (being the ones at the railway stations), but, given my seemingly insatiable appetite, was keen on finding out if there were others. At first he pretended not to understand what I was asking about. My Russian wasn't entirely fluent, but I know that I had been reasonably explicit, so I rephrased it slightly and he replied (eventually) that he didn't know of any other public toilets in the city.
His answer bordered on the preposterous and it struck me as being typical of the replies I get from most other men that I strike up conversations with in similar circumstances. Firstly, they pretend not to know what you're referring to, then they claim not to know of anywhere else - and having listened to everything they do have to say, you're none the wiser.
I've had similar experiences here, twice recently in a heavily wooded area at one of the large public parks where all of us there are either looking to suck or be sucked - I mean there's no other reason to be there - it's not as though you're hanging around there waiting for your wife to finish shopping - or that I look like I might be an undercover cop.