Chicago—May, 2023
And here it was Saturday. I woke up late—though the Horse Market had not been a particularly late night. I was just tired from all that fucking. I had a very late breakfast. I thought about going into the leather market at the main hotel, but I just couldn’t face it. Instead, I wrote up some notes about all the men I had plundered.
My phone went off. It was Keshawn. I read the text—asking if I was excited about tonight. Just the thought that I would be
Chicago—May, 2023
I slept so well on Thursday night after unloading that large load in the motel cumdump. Friday, I had a late breakfast and was not planning on doing anything as I was headed to another Horse Market that night. I knew that I did not want to fuck at all during the morning or afternoon, keeping the entire reserve of my freshly-made-over-night seed for the mares.
But Evan, the man who usually drives to my house from the burbs of Chicago, saw I was in town. He was fine
Chicago—May, 2023
I had decided to do three major events at IML this year—and to not stay at the host hotel. All three events were in the northside gay area of Chicago, so why not stay there, too? It made sense. And it was cheaper than anywhere downtown, as the motel I reserved had free parking. I could always go down to the Congress for the leather market or for late night revels. I was happy with my choice to get out of the madhouse—and choose when to join the other leather fo
I was out of town for this experience too. I was in another city just to visit a friend but the visit was over and I was in my car headed home when a fit 20 years younger than me otter (with abs) messages me on Grindr. This kind of event was just about as rare as the then president telling the truth, so I pulled over and parked and quickly messagedback. I get my second shock when he tells me that he wants to get high and roleplay father/son with me. That's a no brainer I thought. Of course!
We
I grew up in a small farming township, population 650, in rural Midwest not far from the Mississippi river. My HS graduating class was 36, K-12 was literally all in the same building. I was also very religious. After HS I was going to seminary to become a pastor, was self-aware enough that something wasn't right, dropped out and became a US Marine. While a Marine I got married to a woman. It became obvious that I wasn't sexually attracted to her and my whole façade crashed down around me. We div
My Playroom—May, 2023
Maybe it was a good thing I didn’t get off at the bookstore, for the next day I got a text from Jack, the bearish man who has turned into such a fluid pig in my playroom. He wondered if I had time for a meet in the next couple of days. I did have the time—and I had balls I wanted to empty before my trip to Chicago. We found a time and in less than 24 hours, he was at my door…
“I need to piss!” Jack announces as I open the front door. “Which way i
Near Home—May, 2023
I have two meets in May to write up before we get to my IML reporting. Here is the first. It was just a quick trip to the bookstore—wanting to drop a load before I went to Chicago…
It’s a Saturday afternoon. The sun is bright through the windshield of my Focus. I park between two huge pickup trucks in the partially full lot. I go into the dimly lit store, buy my ticket and go into the even darker straight theatre. It takes me a moment to see there are s
Yeah, I figured this would happen. I start out strong with something and really kinda enjoy it but then all of a....*turns and darts off coming back with a tinfoil ball* ....lookie what I found!.
Anyway! Not even sure if anyone reads or cares but guess that not really the point of this. It's just me verballing expelling my random devious, depraved and distorted ideas as they pop up. Iyou are reading this and do enjoy it and for whatever reason look forward to it. I thank you and so d
My Playroom—May, 2023
{If you haven’t, you may want to read the two previous bookstore posts before this one, as the cum I collected is about to be used.}
Sunday, I checked in with Rock to make sure our meet would proceed as planned. He was still eager and was hitting the road soon. I went and put fresh towels under the sling and fuck bench—and another in the sling itself. The water pitcher was placed on the cabinet, along with a mug for him. The cum filled condoms we
Near Home—May, 2023
(You may want to read the previous post if you haven't.)
Rock was due in the playroom on Sunday. I had cum collected for him on Thursday afternoon. I spent Friday in a state of feeling that I could erect with the least possible hint of something sexual—or maybe even with a stiff breeze. Saturday dawned and I awoke with a massive erection. I thought about wanking (and saving the load for Rock) but by lunch time, I knew I needed to go back to the boo
Near Home—May, 2023
Sometime after CLAW I heard from Rock, the young man I’d met on the fisting site, but our play been all about cock, cum and piss. He now wanted more of all that. Was I available? We set the date, both of us excited to see each other again.
Rock’s arrival was in a week’s time. I remembered him telling me he was open to other men using him as I directed. I knew that wasn’t going to be easy to arrange, but I thought I might do the next best thing. I got into my
Jackson—May, 2023
I got a text from Kyle, the Transman I have occasionally played with at the newly redesigned bookstore. He was horny. His texts, usually very succinct, were all about cock and cum and getting railed. We talked about a date at my playroom, but it was obvious that more men would be better than just me. As it is about halfway for both of us, we set a lunch time meet at the bookstore...
I get there first. I don’t see his car in the lot. But there is no waitin
It’s nice to get a satisfied top come back for more but it was surprising to be contacted on Grindr out of the blue by a guy who bred me two years ago. He contacted me first thing in the morning asking if I would be available at about 5.30 pm, so I had to wait all day which was ok as I had things to do.
When he arrived he was just as I remembered. I didn’t recall the face but … that cock and body. The cock was thick, long, cut with a big head, curved upwards and rock hard. He was tal
Near Home—April, 2023
If there was a silver lining to being off the sex market for a time, it was that it coincided with a heavy work load for a contract I had accepted. I wouldn’t have had the time or energy to play much anyway during the time the meds were taking care of things. Once they were done (and a week to let them fully work) I finally went in search of some fun…
The parking lot of the bookstore closest to me is fairly full for a Saturday afternoon. I buy my
Dear Sirs,
Hey there, 48 gay m living in the US here, and I'm not sure if this qualifies me to join your club or not? But I'm happy to tell my story and let you be the judge. This happened about 10 years ago when I was out of town on a business trip, lying in my hotel bed, snooping around on Grindr to see what the local flavor offered. It was a state college town so my hopes were high.
It wouldn't take long before a guy in his mid 20's hit me up. I don't remember the exact conversation
My Desk—April, 2023
I came home totally sated from CLAW and the Horse Market. I was sorry that I hadn’t been able to stay longer at the leather weekend, but I was in the middle of a short-term contract that was taking up a lot of time. I made some notes about the event and went back to work.
But something felt off. It was 10 days later—and after that wholesale fucking event, I wondered if I had brought something home with me. On the same day, I got the usual group email from the o
As a young boy in Brazil, I always dreamed of having a mature man fuck me and teach me.
It is hard to imagine that I was the only 7 year old boy who had these fantasias.
I really love [banned word] talk. But the beauty of it is that you never know what is real and what is not.
I will try to post on this blog without breaking the rules.
Thanks!
Luke
Cleveland—April, 2023
It was time for CLAW—Cleveland’s Leather Weekend. But this year, I knew I wouldn’t be there for long. With the contract I was working on (and a command to show up to the family Easter dinner) I had limited time away. I chose to do the Horse Market, stay the night and perhaps play a little in the afternoon on Saturday before coming home. Well, in the end the Horse Market satiated me completely.
If you have not heard of the Market, here is some background, from
Near Home—April, 2023
It’s the first Saturday in April. And I’m horned.
I spent the day making a list of what I needed to pack for CLAW, the leather weekend in Cleveland. It is the next weekend—and is taking place much earlier in the month than ever before. I even dismantled the sling and got it into the duffle bag.
And it left me with the slight ache in my balls. I needed sex. Now. I ate a quick lunch and spent the afternoon at the nearest bookstore…
I p
I met Jayden out at the bars as with most of my hookups. He was a blond twink about 6’1” with a bubble butt and great dick sucking lips. Excellent kisser as well. I took him home one night from the bars and he ended up fucking me doggy style with his 6 inch cock. I was in my trying to use a condom phase so I had him wrap it up. He didn’t seem to mind. After I jerked myself off while he was fucking me, I took the condom off him and sucked him off. He shot a nice load in my mouth that I let dribbl
Jackson—March, 2023
Sometime in the middle of March, Kyle, the hairy transman I had been having fun with, decided he wanted to set up a gangbang at his home. He had some regular tops who were excited by the idea and he asked if I would join them. I said ‘yes.’ As these things often go, the tops began having other commitments as the date grew closer. Finally, Kyle decided we’d just meet at the bookstore where I had first fucked him. It held potential for other men (as his group had redu
Lansing—March, 2023
As March came to a close, I realized I really wanted to cruise/play somewhere different. I thought about heading back to northern Indiana, but that seemed to involve too much travel time to justify the play. Instead, I decided to head to Lansing—far enough away that it would be all different men, but close enough to get home for dinner. I also wanted that sex club atmosphere of this particular venue. Plenty of porn stations, but also slings, gloryholes and benches ap
My Playroom—March, 2023
Sometime before I went off on my sex weekend (that included breeding Keshawn) I had heard from Jack. He is the man around my age who is fairly new to gay sex—and is making up for lost time by embracing good pig play. We set up a time to rut. In the course of our texting, he told me he was eager and had done what I suggested.
‘What was that?’ I asked in the next message. And then I remembered, before I got his reply. I had, in the course of my last
