I went to Steam Portland one night looking to get fucked. I had gone a couple time before looking to bottom, but either struck out or ending up topping. I had cleaned out and lubed up with a dildo at my place before heading out. When I got to Steam it was moderately busy. I went to the steam room for a bit just to hang out, but no one caught my eye. After a bit I got up and made a circuit. I saw someone was at one of the glory holes, so I went up and opened my towel up and put my cock through. A
My Playroom—February, 2023
Perry, after his whoring out at the bookstore with slings , wanted some one-on-one fucking. We chatted a little by text. He wanted to wear his cock cage. I encouraged it. He admitted some trick had scoffed at his little dick—and he’d found that a turn on. I made a mental note.
We set a date for the middle of the month.
Perry is looking good. He wonders the house a little, looking at the various antiques as we chat. But soon enough he is stri
My Playroom—February, 2023
He contacted me on one of the hook-up sites. He liked my dick pics. Of course. He was eager to make the drive to the playroom. He was yet another new guy, but I took the chance and he showed up right on schedule.
Judd’s a big guy, taller than my 6’ 2” and big boned (that former football player type.) He was nervous. I showed him down to the playroom and suggested he strip down while I went back upstairs to do the same.
I put on a new jock.
One of my vague New Year’s resolutions, was to get more new men from my area to the playroom. It has not gone well. I have had a couple (and we have had fun), but I have had far more cancellations than men following through. This is not really a surprise but, when they do cancel, especially without any kind of word to me beforehand, it sends me to the bookstore more often.
Which, of course, means I can strike out there more times, too.
Here are three visits to two different establi
My Playroom—January, 2023
Towards the end of the month, I got a text from Jack. He is the bear I’d met at the bookstore, but who has also gotten well fucked in the playroom. He was horny. He’d been away on a short sex vacation but was in need of more. I was happy to have him back.
He is always eager. We’d set a 1pm play time—and he was at my door a good 10 minutes early. I was ready for him. I took him downstairs, reminded him to put his clothes on the chair, not the bed
Jackson—January, 2023
During the third week of January, I was hit with a couple of cancellations. The first guy (someone new to the playroom) didn’t bother to write or text me he wasn’t coming; he just left me hanging. Then, in a week or so, he wondered why I was rather short with him when he wrote once again, horny and ready. I did not reschedule.
The second was Osvaldo. We were going to meet at CumUnion as we had in the past. He was not feeling well—and distressed, thinking he s
West Michigan—January, 2023
I have known Derrick for around 20 years. I can’t say that about too many of my sex partners. I think we met at a sex party. (Surprise!) This was long before Jacob was in his life. We played there. We played at his house a few times…and drifted apart for a bit.
It was Derrick who reached out to me once he was partnered. Jacob loved assplay and was wanting to explore fisting and Derrick’s hands were too big. Could I help—with my smaller, flexible han
Near Home—January, 2023
Another day (mid-month). Another day at the bookstore.
It is just after lunchtime as I park. There are more cars than usual filling the lot. A good sign? Who knows? I go in, exchange pleasantries with the clerk, go off to piss and finally walk into the straight theatre. A few men are scattered around the room. All attention is on the video, not each other. I sit to the side and unbutton.
The porn is good. DP anal here on the straight side.
Near Home—January, 2023
After the marathon fucking event of New Year’s Eve I was left sated. The day after the filling of James, I was hard as a rock the next morning. It was time to head back to the bookstore. I waited until after dinner. I wanted to prowl the two theatres and see what trouble I could get into on a Saturday night. Who knew what I might find…?
I buy my ticket. I always seem to check the straight theatre first. Not tonight. I have seen the back of
My Playroom—January, 2023
I came home delightfully sated from my New Year’s Eve adventure. I was not on the prowl for more sex anytime soon. But I was pleased to get a text from James, the younger looking blond from that night. He wanted more. He really wanted my load—he was so sorry he had gone home before he got it.
We chatted on and off for most of the day. By the first Friday of the new year, he was stripping in my playroom…
James tosses his clothes in the chair.
Lansing—December, 2022
(You might want to read part one first....)
I go find Perry and his friends, my beard still smelling of the cum I have been felching from the young man’s well fucked hole. Perry is back in his clothes, sitting on a bench, eyeing the gloryhole booths. The four of us go on a tour of the facility, wondering where to fuck for round two. We look at the sling near the big screen gay area, but the space is cold, as there is an outside door nearby. We both agree tha
Installment number Nine of what was probably the best party weekend of my extensive "career" - back in 2006 in Provincetown. My hubby was in New Hampshire at a 4 day business convention and during those 4 days he was happy for me to do my partying in Ptown , with him joining me after his convention for his much more vanilla style non-enhanced sex. Thursday night my buddy Jimmy hosted a hot orgy for me but had to change Friday's plans for a personal emergency, as did Lou the local candy-man, who
Lansing—December, 2022
I have a tradition of doing something sexual on New Year’s Eve from even before I began writing this blog. I have attended orgies thrown by fuck buds, cruised sex parties in Toronto or gone to the baths. Having driven to New Jersey and back again for Christmas, I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do this year. I knew I wasn’t eager to get back on the road again to get to a major city.
I settled to for an afternoon and evening at the bookstore that has play areas l
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I recently tried a double slam...
It was a 70unit/volume split between each arm. I had a friend who is a bottom like me but we still kinda play every so often but more just a friend. Anyway, I have it recorded some what but don't have a way of recovering due to the software I was using (bullshit I know)
He lined up both shots and got registers on both, I think it was 3/4 the way thru the first I felt something different it was way stronger than I had t
One of my fantasies is that I am running along a wooded urban jogging trail, high and horny. I'm following distantly behind a sexy male jogger wearing extremely tight short shorts. The path turns a corner, and that's when I see the sexy jogger is patiently waiting for me on all fours, shorts off, his hole fully exposed.
Last night, I went into the city to see my fuck buddy Frank. He has a great apartment setup, and he's always ready to party and play. I got to his place and Frank was weari
Jackson—December, 2022
Kyle, the transman I met at the bookstore, gave me his number the day we met. We compared notes enough to learn that he really liked showing off at a sex venue. Work sometimes allowed him to get away for some play, but he wouldn’t know ahead of time. I am not a great ‘drop everything for sex’ guy, but I agreed he should text me whenever he was headed this way for some more of my cock.
On the last Friday of the month, I got a text from him. I had just time to
Jersey City, New Jersey—December, 2022
We celebrated: Christmas, two birthdays and an anniversary. I wrote some and read more.
Rudy and I had left it open on whether we would meet again. It would have to be on his coming home travel day. But it was an early flight—and he was very horny after the time with his aging parents. I agreed I’d love to take his ass again…
I am fucking Rudy in his sling. My pelvis is hitting his upturned ass on every stroke. Hitting
Nine is significant again for me this week - as I lie here in bed with my cat on my chest, I’m reminded that we lay in exactly this position nine years ago in the first days after my release from the hospital where AIDS tried to end me. I am now a nine-year AIDS survivor.
To many in this age of ART and PrEP, that doesn’t mean much - AIDS is not a foregone conclusion from an HIV diagnosis anymore, and AIDS need not be a death sentence. It wasn’t mine.
But it almost was.
I was born
The time I accidentally got locked
Let's start this off by saying I'm not much into Dom/Sub relationships but enjoy a little cock cage action. Now this is something I have just recently gotten into part of which I lightly would see videos of a cumdump wearing a cage that excited me but not all the leather BDSM part. I digress…..Let me explain who I am. A 28-year-old flight attendant with sneaky links in a few areas that I fly. Some I see occasionally and fingers crossed they will be f
Jersey City, New Jersey—December, 2022
I made it home after the snow storm and group play (of the last post) with relative ease. The roads were bad, but there was no more snow coming down. I rested up. I needed to as, for the first time since lockdown, I was going to see my brother and his partner in New Jersey for the holidays. They had been living a very sheltered, stay at home life with Covid. I decided, to help their peace of mind, to drive in, avoiding two airports and a packed pl
Grand Rapids—December, 2022
I got the email. Finally! The host of the group play evenings was starting it up again. In October, we had had a small version at someone else’s house, but now the host was ready to try a full group at his home. I agreed to bring the rimseat and the fuckbench.
And then the snow started to fall.
I left early, but the farther north I went, the more snow hit my windshield. Speeds went from already slower to what seemed like a crawl. I got off the high
Jackson—December, 2022
It was a Monday, just before the middle of the month. I had all the time in the world. I’d made my reservations for my holiday drive to New Jersey to see my brother. (For the first time since Covid hit.) I had even started packing—and I wasn’t leaving for a few days yet.
What I needed to do was get my balls emptied before the trip.
I decided to go to the bookstore with the new remodel. I packed a lunch and arrived right around noon…
There i
Near Home—December, 2022
I didn’t do anything sexual for a full week after the CumUnion party with Osvaldo. I was sated. I monitored myself for exposures of all sorts. And was quite content to stay at home with a good book.
I was ready to play again by the next Saturday. I went for an afternoon session at the bookstore. Historically, this was a busy time…
The parking lot is all but bare. I think about just heading home. But I remind myself that all it takes is just o
