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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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Entries in this blog

Braydon Fires Up the Room

Near Home—July, 2024   Braydon, the cubby cum pig I often meet at the bookstore, sent me a text.  He wanted to fuck—either at the bookstore or my playroom.  We both love incorporating other men into our play so we chose the bookstore.  I asked if he’d been there since it had re-opened, with both screens in one room.  He had—but thought we needed to christen it with our type of play.  I agreed.  We met there on a Friday afternoon…   I get there first.  The room seems empty.  N

Invasion of the Strokers

Near Home—July, 2024   Once again, I went off to the bookstore closest to home—the one that had the drunk driver demolish the two theatres and where both screens are now in one room.  I have been watching how the men are reacting to slightly less privacy.  Some hate it, of course.  Others thrive on showing off.  Some are just shy about starting something…   There are four men in the room when I walk in.   I sit where I can see both screens with a simple turn of my head.  To m

Keith Hosts with his Tongue (Part Two)

Saugatuck—July, 2024 (This picks up right where we left off…see the previous entry)   We go back downstairs.  The hot water has drained the blood out of my dick.  I lie on the mat under the rimseat.  Keith sits on my face.  A mouth, I assume it is Tim’s, engulfs my cock.  I harden right back up.  Keith is moaning.  I feel Tall Top straddle my chest.  He feeds Keith his cock.  Keith moans around the thick shaft in his mouth.  It literally makes his hole open even more for my tongue

Keith Hosts with his Hole (Part One)

Saugatuck—July, 2024 I was excited.  Keith, the handsome man I had re-connected with in June, wanted to do more.  To host a small group, actually.  He wondered who I knew.  I immediate thought of the couple (Tall Top and Tim) I had invited down to ravage Muscle Ass last month.  I was sure that all four of us had met and played up at the house party in Grand Rapids.  Pictures were exchanged.  Everything was set. Two days after the holiday, I drove west, with my sling and rimseat.  I got

Texting for Ass

Near Home—July, 2024   It was the Fourth of July.  I went in search of fireworks of a slightly different variety…   This is my first evening in the newly remodeled, two screen version replacing the porn theatres destroyed by a drunk driver.  Normally, I am an afternoon guy here.  I still recognize a number of men.  There is a guy with a ballcap, 30-ish, a little chunky, who is always on his phone.  Today is no different.  He sits right under the gay screen, texting away.  The

Salt & Pepper Offers his Ass in the Playroom

My Playroom—June, 2024   So, it was now two trips to my usual sexual haunts—and two rather mediocre experiences.  Neither were horrible, but neither really got off the ground (or got me off.)  On the trip home from the second one, I realized that some of it was just that odd period of adjustment I always get when I come home from something like Fornication Weekend (or IML or CLAW.)  At those weekend events, everything is focused on sex and pleasure.  One of the great things about those

Finding My Twin

Jackson—June, 2024   I waited a few days before I went looking for sex again.  Saturday afternoons had been really good in the video playspace—the one with gloryholes and the medical exam table.  I packed a lunch, and arrived there right after noon…   The number of men is less than the last Saturday I played here, but it can still be called a crowd.  I sit in an area where I can see four screens playing four different types of porn.  I get hard.  Across a small table from whe

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

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

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
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