Upstate New York—September, 2019
After finding really no one at the bookstore, I drove to Rochester through blinding rain. It was coming down so hard I would have pulled off on the shoulder—if there had been one. The worst of the storm hit right as I entered a construction zone where there was just a single lane of traffic and nowhere else to go. I finally made it to my hotel and checked in.
And I was horned. I knew Rochester had a bathhouse—one which I’d never visited. I also kne
My boss asked me to go to Montreal for a week of strategy and budget meetings. I'm there about every 4-6 weeks.
I got there around 7:00 Monday night and jumped on BBRT and Squirt to see if any of my regular FB's were around. As luck would have it, I had my first load at the hotel by 9:00 .... a semi-regular FB that I hook up with when we're both free and I'm in Montreal. He's an Asian guy with an average cut cock who can stay rock hard and dump a minimum of two loads per visit. He's mar
Upstate New York—September, 2019
I had to go on a brief business trip at the end of my longer than usual busy summer. I needed to go to upstate New York. I had worked there for a few weeks five years ago. I remembered an incredibly hot adult movie theatre scene I experienced during my previous time there. I really wanted to go back and see if I could get into trouble like that again.
I did the business side of things and went off to this once grand cinema. There were two screens t
Grand Rapids—September, 2019
I was so ready. I couldn’t wait to have some group play with the like minded men who gather to the north of me. I know I have to make it a slightly shorter event, as I need to leave on a business trip in the morning. This time I was requested to bring my rimseat as the host had a sling already in place.
I arrived in good time to get it set up. The leather covered bed is still the focal point of the play space. The rimseat went over to the side
Near Home—September, 2019
The last trip to the bookstore had been fun and varied. I had met new men, likely for I had gone on a different day and time. I repeated it again the next week. Some fun. Some odd…
My legs are splayed widely apart. A man who called me by name, but who looks only vaguely familiar, is kneeling on the hard floor and sucking my cock as if it were the only one in the room. It’s not. Five men are jerking to what we are doing. My sucker shows off for
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The first photo shoot I did for a local photographer, who told me he had done some work with Colt, was posted on here in 2012. I called it On The Tracks. There were seven posts. It was a whole afternoon of fucking and piss play outdoors near a set of train tracks. We even had to stop at one point and hide from a train going by…
Here is a sample longtime readers have seen.
For the photos from that shoot I just found: https://felchingpisser.blogs
Near Home—September, 2019
Work had eased, though my nights were still busy and my house still full of co-workers. The next time I could sneak away, I was back to the bookstore in the middle of the week. It was an afternoon so there was a different crowd. And each encounter was slightly different than usual. Just what my cock craved…
I am in the straight cinema. It was bright enough outside in the parking lot to make the room feel really dark as I come through the doo
West Michigan—September, 2019
It was September. The heavy work load of my summer was winding down. I really craved a long, connected sex session. Where else would I go but to see Derrick and Jacob?
We talked in the study, catching up (it had been three months!) as the slide show of leather men doing incredibly kinky things to each other flashed by on the large flat screen. Jacob had just returned from Inferno, a BDSM event. He told me his hole had gotten well used. I demanded he
Near Home—August, 2019
Work went back to its usual hectic summer pace. I could never again arrange my schedule to get away for a Sunday afternoon session as I did in the last post. The next Friday night, my usual, brought a dismal time. I did get a little head and gave some in return, but every time I started something, a young, gorgeous Black man would find us, strip down and jerk himself. He showed off his glorious ass, his large-ish cock—and would not let anyone touch him. But ever
Near Home—August, 2019
The idea that the bookstore was my only source of fun for the summer was beginning to wear on me. But it really did seem the only answer. I couldn’t host with my house full of fellow employees. A drive to my friends and fuck buds who live in the area would use up too much time in driving so play would be short. This year, I had no one come to town to see me and help out with the gallons of semen churning, unused, in my balls.
So I went to the bookstore
Earlier in the week, I visited my ‘reserve’ dealer because she was (eventually) picking up her phone.
It’s the second time in about a month I’ve seen her (which would also be the second time in over six months). Last time, her sister’s boyfriend was there, a young bloke who calls himself ‘Tardy’ or ‘Tard’ for some reason and he and I seemed to hit it off pretty well.
As I hadn’t been partying for several months, I had a few pipes before I left (I now live at least 90 minutes from Melbo
are there any white dudes out there that are in my area that are tops, horny, nice size cock, with hairy pits, nuts and asshole with an asshole that is stinky? i love a stinky asshole. love to sniff/lick/suck. i just wanna meet white men only.
So there is this guy that when I saw him first over 20 years ago, he was my 'forbidden fruit'. Let me explain: as I learned (just recently from him) the first time I laid eyes on this shaggy-haired, stereotypical California surferboy, DREAMBOY of my wet dreams, he was actually badly underaged. He managed to con his way into the club with his looks, with cunning, that gorgeous sun-kissed smile and from what I gather, his willingness to blow all the key people at the club in charge of security. Ye
Is it just me? or does the smell of suntan lotion make you even hornier than normal?
A friend with benefits told me it is because in Canada it is so freakin 'cold in winter, all our GOOD memories are associated with the smell of cocoa butter tan lotion. LOL.
I was chilling out on a Sunday afternoon. The sun was beatin' down on my deck. Tunes were hot. Cocktails were cold. I was lathered up in lotion and sweaty and drippy and horny.
Hopped online and was immediately greeted by
So I really enjoy playing with guys who are passed out drunk, drugged, or just exhausted. This has a edge of non consensual it’s to it, but often it’s rediscussed. But at an party if a guy takes a G-Nap, I think there is a implied consent. What are your thoughts?
Last night while I was slutting my ass at my usual hotel and Top #3 with the big cock and the aggression to match was railing me, I happened to catch sight of myself in the nearby mirror.
I saw my body positioned in a way that any observer could not mistake for anything other than deeply submissive receptive sexual intercourse. My legs were splayed broadly to the sides, my ass hiked up and cocked at an angle to point my hole upward, my back was arched backward in a crescent, my head flung
Hey guys it's been awhile but I'm back, unfortunately I've been off the dick train for almost a week. Now you're probably thinking why is a big ole cock hound like me not out there working that dick and gobbling cum?
The answer I caught a strep infection possibly from ass to mouth namely my ass. So back in the beginning of June I stop by my favorite ABS looking for some dick, right when I'm about to leave enters this old school thug looking guy.
With some of them you got to read them
Anyone have a favorite hookup outfit? I like a t-shirt or a hoodie, shorts or sweats, no underwear unless I'm bottoming in which case I wear a jock strap, and slip on shoes. I love being able to strip off in a couple seconds and be ready to fuck. I have a sleeveless hoodie that I love wearing when it's nice out; it shows of my arms nicely. I have a couple kilts as well, but I've only hooked up once when I was wearing one. I really want to get fucked while wearing one.
There's park that was by my house in the suburbs that I had jogged by a couple times, but never really went into, and I ended up meeting a 19 year old bottom there one night. We had been chatting on Grindr for a while (he lived less than a mile away) but he was flaky as fuck and never really wanted to meet up. One night as I hit him up he said let's meet up, and told me about the trails that this little park has. I agreed to meet him and put on sweats, no underwear of course, a hoodie, and runni
I met another guy on Grindr while I was out in downtown Portland one night. I don't know what it is, but I went through this period in my late thirties where guys aged 18-22 were thirsty for me. This guy was 20, so he couldn't meet me at a bar, so I went down to Riverplace, on the Willamette river, where his apartment was. I was dressed for going out, and he was in a hoodie and sweats. He was shorter than me, but built like a jock. I had a condom and lube with me, but I usually don't tell people
Turns out I've had sex in public quite a bit. I'll share a couple more here.
At my old place out in the suburbs, there was a paved trail that went back behind the houses and along a greenway that ran along the freeway. There was some light coming through from the freeway, but at night, it was quite dark. One night a cute 18 year old twink messaged me from less than 1000 ft away. He was visiting his sister and was looking for some fun in the new city. After chatting a bit, he wanted to meet
My understanding of the principles of economics is rudimentary at best. And why would I need it anyway, as I never have any money? Of course it could be the reason I never have any money, but that’s beside the point here. I do grasp, at least, the concept that people tend to ascribe greater value to things that are harder to obtain or are few in number, and lesser value to things that are easier to obtain or are in greater number.
Gold is valuable because, aside from its lustre, it is harde
So yesterday I met up with a potential Sir. We met at a local starbucks at a mall in New Castle, DE. After talking to each other we went back to his place. I got fucked and bred by him and 2 of his friends. He said he wanted to test me before actually really whoring me out. I am still in chastity too. Afterwards he gave me clothes to wear. Said he is seeing if I can walk the walk with my talk. It was a pink lace thong and a skirt. Really short skirt. And a tank top. He kept my clothes and took m
