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About this blog

I have been writing about my sexual adventures since 2011.  

I write the truth.  Names are changed....except for a few men who know I write and ask me to use their real name or a screen name. 

It is always how it happened:  the good, the bad, the weird, the crazy, the explosive. 

Some entries have pictures.  A few have some video attached.

My format here is certainly to link you to the actual site.  There are over a 1000 entries now--fucking, sucking, felching, fisting, watersports, leather....

Just the way I have sex and glory in it...

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Back to My Home Away From Home

Near Home—June, 2024 My trip home from Tennessee was the exact opposite of my trip down:  it was smooth sailing all the way.  I started to drive early in the day and stopped as the sun really started to bake my front seat.  I had no delays, not even much highway construction.  I got home by noon on Tuesday. I thought I wouldn’t be ready for more sex for a little while.  I had taken Sunday off—even as Fornication Weekend wound up.  And both my driving days.  But by Wednesday I was ready

Fornication Weekend 2024 Part Five: The Fornication Party

Timberfell Resort—June, 2024 It was Saturday, the day of the big sex party.  I got to the campground just before noon.  I lucked into finding a parking spot in the shade(!) and in a place that would save me a lot of steps in hauling the sling up to the pavilion.  I checked in and visited with Ric at the Fornication information booth, comparing notes about the weekend. Eventually, I went up to see Ray give his tutorial about bottoming.  He had snagged a content creator, who I had met as

FelchingPisser

FelchingPisser in Leather Weekend

Fornication Weekend 2024 Part Four: The Amateur Shoot

Timberfell Resort—June, 2024 Friday was another hot day.  I stayed at the motel for the morning and wrote up the post which became Hitting the Target.  After hitting the publish button, I made some tea and went to the campground.  I was hydrating as there was a piss party scheduled in the shower area near the pool.  It ended up being cancelled, which was just as well; no matter how hard I tried to hydrate, it all came out in sweat with the temperatures in the high eighties, touching 90 by m

FelchingPisser

FelchingPisser in Leather Weekend

Fornication Weekend 2024 Part Three:  The Gangbang

Timberfell Resort—June, 2024   My Thursday adventures were not done with the Bukakke.   It was very hot by the afternoon.  I found shade, away from the constant noise of the pool.  That it happened to be near the playroom under the bar was purely coincidental.  But no one else ventured in that direction.  So, I read.  I may have even dozed.  I wanted to be ready to fuck again. pic GangBangGuys was doing another shoot on Thursday evening that would use anyone interested i

Fornication Weekend 2024 Part Two:  The Bukakke

Timberfell Resort—June, 2024 Thursday was the first official day for Fornication Weekend.  I had a lazy morning at my motel.  I made notes about yesterday and read a little.  I intended to arrive at the campground at 11, right as registration opened. I did just that, after finally finding parking.  I made my way to the office, dodging the vendors as they set up a tented booth by the entrance.  I rounded the corner of the office. The pool was packed with naked men of every age and descr

Fornication Weekend 2024 Part One:  The Trip and Arrival

Home—June, 2024 So, it was time for Fornication Weekend.  With the drive I had to make, it really became Fornication Week.  I packed the car on Monday night, June 17.  This year I was at a hotel 19 miles from the campground (the closest city with better motels.)  I had made my reservations a little later this year, and by the time I knew I could go, all the lodging at the camp was full.  And I wasn’t spending the weekend roasting in my tent.  I packed my tea kettle, books, lube, two sets of

Group Sex: Two Tongues Share a Wet Ass

Grand Rapids—June, 2024   The end of the second full week of June brought the house party I so often attend.  I packed the rimseat and drove north.  When I arrived, I found the diminutive host, and his long-dicked friend, completing the set up.  Soon we were joined by the smooth former athlete who is such a great fuck, an attractive salt and pepper haired bottom, a furry bearish top and the versatile Hot Tats who has appeared many times in these pages. We chatted.  I knew the

A Door Makes All the Difference

Near Home—June, 2024   I had some more group play coming up at the end of the week.  I really wanted to go to Saturday’s house party with my balls empty—and churn up a fresh load while playing there. On Thursday, I went to my usual bookstore, the one that had suffered the accident.  I wanted see if I could get a little more comfortable in the new bigger room with two screens of porn.  It was evening, a time I don’t usually go…   The first thing I see, after I pay my admission

A Muscle Ass Fourway: "I Am So Fucked"

My Playroom—June, 2024 It was going to be something new in the playroom.  I think, without searching every last entry since I moved, I have never had more than two of us in this playroom.  I might have had a threeway there that I can’t remember, but on this night, there were going to be four—and I know that is new.  Muscle Ass was back in the area for work.  We had looked for some group play up in Lansing, but hadn’t really found it. So, this time, I wanted someone’s dick in him beside

Hitting the Target

Jackson—June, 2024 On the last trip to the Jackson bookstore, the one with the lounge that has become a full play area, I had noticed a flyer taped to the door.  It said that the second Saturday of every month a group met in the lounge.  I asked the cashier about it.  She told me it tripled her attendance on that day. I knew I had to check it out. I got there right after noon, with a packed lunch for later.  The parking lot was jammed.  I barely found a place to park.  I went in,

A Hot Surprise as the New Porn Space Opens

Near Home—June, 2024 I had heard, via an online chat room, that the new theatre remodel (after the car accident took out the original two) was going fast.  It was set to reopen on the first Friday of the month.  Of course I had to be there!  I took off, after lunch, to see what they had done.  (It turned out that they had let people into the space by that Wednesday.) The old video arcade, with all those single booths, was gone, ripped out and the machinery sold to another video store. 

Keith Watches His Ass Get Plundered

My Playroom—June, 2024   One of the things I love about my life is how men I know keep popping back into my orbit.  I had met Keith at the group sex gathering in Grand Rapids.  We’d had some excellent sling time there.  Then he got busy and didn’t return to more recent group sessions.  But he’d taken my phone number.  Now, after two, almost three years, he reached out by text.  Could we meet?  We worked it out and on the first Tuesday of the month, Keith was in my playroom—strippe

A Four Ass Saturday

Jackson—June, 2024 It was the first Saturday of the month.  I had thought about going to the bookstore/bathhouse in Lansing, but going online I found they had had an electrical fire.  The business was closed until it could be re-wired and a sprinkler system put in.  (Many in the chat room where this was talked about wondered if they would ever re-open.) At my usual haunt, the remodel after the car accident had just been started.  It was scheduled to open ‘soon.’ Two down.  One lef

Four Wet Pigs in a Playroom

Lansing—May, 2024 The next day, I had more sex.  It was good on Monday, when there were just the two of us in the playroom, but Tuesday there were four of us in a bigger playroom.  And it was wetter… I had been invited to join the couple I had met and played with so often at the Grand Rapids group.  I had been to their home before, but not for some time.  Top Host is as tall and as thin as I am.  He is hairy in all the right places, including his chest.  His cock is my length or so, bu

“Please. I’ve Always Wanted to…”

My Playroom—May, 2024 I got home tired, but safely, after the huge IML piss party.  I went to my meeting on Sunday and found there were about 3 and half minutes of it that applied to me, but I did meet some of the people I will be working alongside.   I also heard from the beautiful young man.  He had remembered FelchingPisser and sent me his phone number on BBRT.  In moments we were texting and he seemed turned on by the idea of my asking to post his ass pics with the write up. I wonder if

IML: Piss Party--A Very Wet Conclusion

Chicago—May, 2024   (This picks right up where we left off in the last post)   I look down at Tall Guy with Tats.  His eyes are rolled back in total bliss.  I bend down, still inside his ass, and lick up some of the piss eddying in the hollow between his pecs.  I slurp happily, before my cock tells me to keep fucking.  I stand up and build to sling rocking fuck-speed.  The piss rolls off his body and puddles under us.  I fuck on and on, only stopping as I don’t want to shoot

IML Piss Party One -- Getting Wet

Chicago—May, 2024 I had a lazy Saturday morning at Seth’s.  I showered, made tea and wrote a few notes for the last post.  I checked in with Keshawn about time and place for our Sunday meet. I napped a little, stroking Seth’s cat, curled up next to me… I also got a text that pissed me off.  My July work gig wrote saying that an assistant had not mentioned to me a mandatory meeting that happened long before I started—and it was this Sunday.   At noon.  I would have to go home right afte

IML: A Glorious Threeway

Chicago—May, 2024   I don’t quite know why I did not plan to do more at IML.  Some of it was remembering the sheer exhaustion of staying at the host hotel.  You feel, or at least I do, you have to keep taking advantage of the never-ending sex on offer.  Last year I got around that by staying at a smaller motel which has a huge gay clientele.  I think I expected to do that again—but I had two work gigs back-to-back that frankly made me lose track of time.  It was suddenly the first of M

Passing Osvaldo Around (Conclusion)

Grand Rapids—May, 2024 (This continues right on from Part One.)   “Can we go to my room?” I know he wants to film—and we can only do it there.  I am happy to get it out of the way.  We troop downstairs.  He’s in a single room this time.  I lay on the narrow bed.  Osvaldo is between my legs and he begins to suck, I-Phone held aloft.  He keeps looking at the camera, enraptured with seeing his face stuffed with cock. Now he’s sitting on it.  Riding.  The phone, propped on a

Passing Osvaldo Around (Part One)

Grand Rapids—May, 2024   Osvaldo, the young Latin man, who loves to whip out his phone and snap pictures or record video as I fuck him, wanted another session.  We agreed on a Friday night in the middle of the month for a meet at the bathhouse to the north of me.  As always, I got there first.  (I would rather have him run late than rush his clean out!)  Another clerk checked me in (not the one who had joined me at the sling the last time I was there.)  At my locker, I stripped down to

The Accident

Near Home—May, 2024   After my great breeding of the young daddy on Saturday, I was quite content.  Coming up, I had a bathhouse visit to play with Osvaldo, the Latin young man who loves to film me using him.  Of course, I ended up wanting more before that trip was to happen.  I went to my usual bookstore. But something was up.  There were only two cars in the lot.  And a series of barricades along the front of the building.  I went in.  The manager greeted me.  Before I could ask

"You Want an Even Bigger One?"

Jackson—May, 2024 So, as that last post showed, I certainly enjoyed my time at my usual bookstore on Friday, but I still had a load churning in my balls.  I didn’t want to waste it.  I’d had such fun on the Saturday afternoon at the video place (now remodeled into more of a play area and written up as A Busy Bookstore), that I went back there the next day.  It was the right choice.   Again, the parking lot is packed.  I park way off to the side and go in.  I need to piss—my travel

The Reward: A Mammoth Load

Near Home—May, 2024 So, after the Monday bust at the bookstore that I detailed in the last post, I knew that at least I had good sex coming.  Kieran, the married bear who is such a good cocksucker was scheduled for Wednesday.  But he cancelled, citing that he had to help his son.  Well, ok, there was also the newbie, who needed his hole opened and was so horny about piss, due in on Thursday.  But suddenly his work got in the way of that.  Cancelled—and after some texting saying he wanted to

Cell Phones and Sex Toys

Near Home—May, 2024 I was still horned after my Friday afternoon of fun, detailed in the last post.  But I had a work gig that kept me from playing on Saturday and Sunday.  But it didn’t prevent me from setting up some dates.  I arranged a time on Wednesday with the married bear who is such a good cocksucker.  He was excited to come back to the playroom.  I also made a date with a brand-new guy, a younger man.  He was looking to me to work on opening his very tight hole and to be introduced

"Swallow, Don't Spit"

Near Home—May, 2024 It was a Friday afternoon.  The first Friday of May.  I went to the bookstore that is just a few miles from me.  It started very slowly…but, oh, I am so glad I didn’t leave…   I am sitting in the cocksucker’s seat—but it’s my cock getting sucked.  Well, my cock head.  A man, a good deal older than myself, asked very politely if he could suck my dick.  I’ve let him.  He is bending over to do it, as I’m guessing his knees are shot.  His mouth, on first contact, w
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