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A cock from Switzerland and visiting Jerusalem

Starting this Friday, there will be a 3-week lockdown in Israel.


Thursday will probably be the last time this year I get to enjoy a whole afternoon at the nudist beach.


I'm quite devastated.

Apart from the freedom of being naked and the joy of sunbathing, I love the sense of adventure each time I go there.


Take yesterday, for example:


When I arrived, the beach looked abandoned. The 70-something guy who had shot his load in my ass two weeks ago and in my mouth last week was the only person present.


He's such a nice guy with a terrific, thick breeding tool.


Forty-five minutes later, Jonas, a stud from Switzerland with a huge uncut cock was fucking me - first while standing, then doggie-style, and finally, while my legs were on his muscular shoulders. Last week, when we first met, there were too many people, and he didn't shoot his hot load in my ass.


He only fucked me for some time with my legs spread.


Yesterday, though, we finished what we'd started last Sunday.


After sunset, a sexy married guy was eating my love hole while I was moaning uncontrollably.


He ate my ass for what seemed like an eternity.

Later he massaged my entire body with oil while giving special attention to my anus, ass, and sensitive, smooth balls.


He too emptied his big hairy balls inside my ass that afternoon. Shortly after, he helped me shoot again while his cum was leaking out of my open hole.


Apart from these two fun studs, I had another lovely chat with the 70-something guy. He didn't fuck me yesterday because I wasn't horny enough after Jonas had helped me drain my balls.


"Theon," he said, referring to how Jonas had been fucking me doggie-style, "you're a perfect bottom with an amazing ass."


I also met one of the two guys with whom I'd fucked two months ago (and then a month later).


You can read more about it here:

Serving two hot guys at the beach.


We held each other's balls while chatting, but nothing happened besides that because he had to leave.

Most of my beach afternoons are like that.


Apart from my adventures at the beach, another lockdown means that I'll see my boyfriend, Felix, less often. We don't live together, and although he lives only 5 miles away from me, it's going to be difficult for him to come over without risking a fine.


Only my anal vibrators and fingers will stimulate my love hole.

I'm missing Felix already, even though he was with me this weekend. He made love to my ass three times to satisfy my desire to feel his terrific cock in me before we are separated.

Besides fucking like rabbits, what else did we do this weekend?


We went with friends to visit the eternal capital of the Jewish people: Jerusalem.

I’d not been to Jerusalem for almost two years.


It took me such a long time to return because four days after my last visit, I'd suffered neurological damage that left me 30% disabled.


It took me over a year to recover physically and to regain control over my bodily functions. However, I'll never fully recover.


That's what being disabled means.


Recovering physically was only the first step.


It's taken me another year to feel emotionally strong enough to return to Jerusalem. By that, I mean to revisit and experience it as a disabled person.


Here's one of my last photos before my brain damage.


It's from that trip to Jerusalem.

How was my reunion with Jerusalem?


At first, I cried, and Felix hugged me quite a lot.


I didn't burst into tears, but on seeing the Wailing Wall, tears were rolling down my face. Crying has often been my reaction when revisiting a site for the first time after my brain damage.


Why is that?


As a disabled person, everything feels so different.


The first time I returned to the nudist beach was a shock for me because everything I experienced was strange as a disabled person. The scenery, sounds, and smells were all different. My damaged brain interpreted everything differently.


I had the same feeling when I hiked naked in the forest close to my apartment for the first time after what had happened to me.


The first time I went there as a disabled person, was a shock.

Although everything looked the same, I wasn’t the same person

I always cry when I see the "Wall," and seeing it as a disabled person for the first time had almost made me cry out loud. Feeling sad didn't last for long because Jerusalem always lifts my spirit. It's such a phenomenal city. Wherever you look, you can feel the presence of God.


However, I've never seen the city so empty.


This was a different kind of shock.


Jerusalem is a major tourist attraction, but because of CV-19, there are no tourists. The Church of the Holy Sepulchre and other major sites were closed, and the famous old city market looked deserted.


Only 10% of the stores were open.


In regular times, tourists from every corner of the globe flood these narrow streets.

On arrival, we did the "Western Wall Tunnel Tour."


The tour is popular, and I've done it a few times. But to some of my friends, this was a first. It takes place underground and reveals secrets from 2000 years ago.


The elegant stones at the bottom of the wall that surrounded the Temple Mount are massive.


This one, for example, weighs 500 tons or 1,102,310 pounds!

After leaving the tunnels, we saw policemen and special forces teams preparing themselves.

Friday is a holy day for Muslims, and they are more likely to riot after praying. This particular Friday was also the anniversary of 9/11. Many Muslims in the region are still delighted by that horrific event. The law enforcement forces were preparing for any possible scenario.


After the tour, we visited the "City of David."

City of David


This unique site takes you back 3000 years.


It brings the Bible back to life.


You can see the remains of King David's palace. From this formidable structure, he and the kings that followed ruled for over 400 years. His dynasty ended when the Babylonians burnt the first temple and sent us to exile in Babylon.


Our group ascended back to the old city by walking through the sewage tunnels built 2000 years ago. In these same tunnels, Jewish families had hidden from the Roman soldiers after Jerusalem had fallen and the second temple burnt.


The Roman soldiers broke the promenade's elegant stones covering the tunnels and killed all those who were hiding.


Present-day Jewish archeologists found their remains.


I've walked these tunnels many times.


Nevertheless, seeing the place where the Romans had broken through and murdered my fellow Jews always brings tears to my eyes. For me, it's as if it had happened just yesterday and not 2000 years ago.


On getting closer to the exit of the sewage tunnels, Felix took this photo of me:

I'm smiling because our story has a happy ending.


We, the Jewish people, survived and returned to our homeland. Where are the Romans? The Babylonians? or all the other nations who tried to eradicate us?


The story of the Jewish people is a story of hope, triumph, and victory.


I'm so happy to be part of it!

After returning to the old city, we went to eat hummus.


Looking for the best hummus is an Israeli tradition. I grew up in the northern part of Israel, and for me, hummus from that region tastes the best.


However, the hummus in Jerusalem is quite good as well.

Here's the hummus we ate

Even though very few people were present in the old city, there were police everywhere.

It's not because the old city is unsafe, on the contrary.


There are cameras, policemen, and soldiers everywhere.


It's probably the safest place in the Middle East. A 500-year-old wall with guarded gates encloses the old city. If you attempt to do anything foolish, you will most likely get killed, and in any case, you have no chance of escaping.


Some of our friends were afraid, but I wasn't.


I'd rather die smiling than live in fear.

There are four quarters in the old city:

  • The Jewish Quarter

  • The Armenian Quarter

  • The Christian Quarter

  • The Muslim Quarter


Surprisingly, one of the best places that serves hummus is in the Christian quarter and not the Muslim.

My friends were relieved because they were afraid of venturing into the Muslim Quarter. I wasn't scared because the only thing I'm scared of these days is for my condition to worsen.


Being 30% disabled is hard enough!


We ended our visit by exiting the old city from the Jaffa gate.

On returning to my car, I felt exhausted. The visit wasn't only physically challenging (because of the extreme heat), but also emotionally.


I asked Felix to drive us back.

This blog post was different.


Most of my posts are about the different, fun ways in which hot cum finds its way into my horny ass.


It seems that throughout the next month, there will be fewer tales about studs taking control over my hole and instead, more about life and about taking matters into my own hands:

Hopefully, not too often, though.

I hope to find some local guys to spoil my horny ass, just like during the last lockdown. Back then, a local hot Latino named Diego fucked me a few times in my car.


You can read more about it here:

Finally, an Uncut Delight!


Eventually, he turned out to be a dickhead and also more bottom than top. I ended up blocking him on both WhatsApp and Grindr.


However, I'm still in touch with one of my long-lasting fuck buddies.


I was his first bottom.


He started making love to my ass when he was only 16 (he'd lied about his age). Now, he's a soldier and going to be 20 in November.


He hasn't fucked me for many months because I enjoy serving cocks at the nudist beach when it gets warmer. However, he contacted me yesterday because of the coming lockdown.


He knows that I'll be horny and housebound for a few weeks.


He's offered to lick my hole and fuck it using his magnificent, massive cock.

His cum shots are both plentiful and powerful - just what I'd expect from a young stallion. After resting for 30 minutes or less, he can provide my ass with another fresh supply of man juice.


With his help (and hopefully with that of other local guys), maybe the lockdown won't be as hard as my cock is in this photo!

15.9.2020

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