Bulges.....them muthafuckin bulges

    Hi, my name is Ulikemydick and I'm addicted to bulges. For as long as I can remember, I've been fascinated with bulges. As a child, (around 6 or 7 years old) my Mom took me to the mall one day. She was doing some shopping for herself and I was being the normal kid...playing in the clothing rack. Around and around I went until all of a sudden, I saw this huge black man in biker shorts. He had the build of Michael Strahan  I stopped dead in my tracks mesmerized by the bulge of his penis and balls. After all these years, I still remember the out line of his penis in those black Lycra shorts. I remember how his dick was thick, hung to the right, and how his balls sat up protruding out like they were begging for praise. My mouth was wide open and I stared for what seemed like 5 mins. He was talking to a gentleman just before exiting the mall. So I got a good long look without him noticing that I was staring. That night, I went home and played with my penis uncontrollably. I kept thinking about how big and fat his dick was. How it just sat in those tights so perfectly.


     That was the beginning of a life long relationship bulges. Back then, I was fascinated with bulges. Now, I'm obsessed!!!  Living in NYC feeds that obsession daily. It's funny because ...I'll look at a guys bulge before I look into his face. Before, I used to be ashamed of getting caught looking at a man's bulge. But now, shiiiit it's just who I am. A nasty ass man.  I'm so fuckin nasty. But that's probably why you read this blog. LOL!  Anyway, most men just smile as they know I noticed their package. It's so hot especially when you get a nod or an approving response.....such a connection.

   My own bulge garners a lot of attention. When I'm feeling horny and freaky (which is quite often), I make sure it's on display. It feeds the exhibitionist in me. A couple weeks ago, I was at a Laundromat bulging like a muthafucka.  Purposely displaying a full set of nuts and my own thick dick,  I noticed I had an admirer.  There weren't many people in the laundromat. Around 4 including me. Well, this one guy kept staring. His dick started getting hard but he was having a one sided conversation with the lady who operated the place. You could tell he wanted her to shut the fuck up so he could concentrate on my dick. But being the nasty fucka I am...I stood up, pulled my pants into my crotch even more, sat back down and started opening and closing my legs.  By this time, my dick starting getting hard so my bulge was obscene.The look on his face was pure ecstasy. I knew he was hooked and I was enjoying every moment of it. I scooted to the edge of my seat (to tighten my bulge even more), faced him and gave it a little rub. In turn, he pressed his dick into the laundromat folding table to conceal his erection. He had a nice wet spot form as he tried to hide his throbbing hardon. I just knew I would at least get his number so we could play some other time. But it didn't happen. Two of his friends came in to help load the clothes in the car. They too noticed my bulge and were intrigued. Nevertheless, they had to go, and I had just begun to dry my clothes. Damn, I sure wanted to see that dick of his. But it wasn't meant to be.


    Next time I'll tell you what happened at another laundromat. LOL! I'm so damn nasty.


Take care,


Ulikemydick


This guy reminds me of the man I saw in the mall. Only difference...no shades and black biker shorts

This is a pic of my bulge in the pants I was wearing at the laundromat.

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A Tribute to My Hero...The DL Dude

  

   It's amazing to find someone who articulates your feelings so well, that you come away with an overwhelming sense of connection. I definitely felt this connection with the DL Dude blog. 

     I describe it as.....picking up that first E. Lynn Harris novel or being fortunate enough to have a friend you can tell all your little nasty secrets. Yeah...that kind of feeling where you're so excited that someone else feels this way too!. A connection, a safe space where you won't be judged for having "certain feelings". It felt awesome to know that I wasn't alone. 

If you want to read some of his old entries, click here 

DL Dude Blog

What the DL Dude Blog did for me was help me realize that there's levels to this shit. LOL! Being on the Down Low is multifaceted. 

Definitions of DL

1) A man who has sex with women (openly appearing heterosexual)  but secretly engages in homosexual activity unbeknownst to his female counterpart (i.e. wife, girlfriend, or the woman he is dating).

However, DL can also mean

2) A man who has sex with men, goes  on a couple dates with women to outwardly appear heterosexual, but does not have sex with women. 

3) A man who has sex with men but doesn't tell anyone or very few people. When in fact most people assume he is heterosexual.

   This was the first time I saw DL broken down in this manner. I instantly connected because I'm totally #3. But as time goes on, it's harder and harder to keep this low profile. I'm sure I'll eventually come out and be the proud gay man that I can be, but for now, LET ME BE DL PLEASE! Thank you. 

   I stick with number #3 because I know that I like men and I don't want to involve a woman. I'm just not comfortable enough to come out yet. I'm sure a lot of people question my sexuality. But that's ok. It's been that way for years. I don't have anything to prove to anybody. Who I fuck is MY business. 

   Let me tell you about an experience I had with a female co-worker of mine. She was feeling me and we had been associates for a while. The last thing I wanted to do was lead her on and I made sure I didn't  send any mixed signals. But she kept persisting with all these DAMN questions every other day. 

"Soooo, who are you dating? Can I meet her? Show me some pictures of you guys together. How's your love life? What's going on in the world of Mister Kyle...I know you doing it."  Like....WTF!!!! BACK OFF!  Ladies, if a man likes you, he will try to sleep with you. If he ain't trying to sleep with you or at least take you out to dinner, he's probably not into you.  Stop trying to get in his business. I CAN'T STAND A PROBING BITCH! Anyway, I lied and told her I was in a long distance relationship (with a female) to get her off my back. One thing about me is...if you want a story, I'll give you just what you want. 

   So this first blog entry is to my hero. Someone who inspired me to write down my feelings. I was sad when he deleted his blog, but I'm sure things got complicated. Especially when people where trying to find out his identity. I miss you DL Dude.

Enjoy this blog for what it is. There will be lots of interesting things to come back and read about. My sexcapades will probably take up the majority of them. LOL!  

Until next time, 

Kyle