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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

Bathhouse Fun, Part One: Waiting for Osvaldo

Grand Rapids—February, 2024 The stars finally aligned and Osvaldo and I were both available at the same time.  This is the Latin young man I had met at a bathhouse—and where we have played each time we have met.  He loves to video our fuck when we are locked in a room.  This is also the man who hurt himself with a large toy and had a long recovery when we couldn’t play.  We, of course, agreed to meet at our usual haunt in late February.  We chose not to do a CumUnion night, and I think it p

Fucking Braydon with an Audience

Near Home—February, 2024 Braydon, the cub who loves to share his hole, wanted to meet.  We couldn’t decide whether to use the playroom or hope for some willing men at the bookstore.  Our love of sharing his hole won.  We met at the bookstore, in the straight theatre, around 2pm…   I am sitting against the wall.  Opposite me is a man stroking to the porn.  He has pulled his cock low, so he is jerking, with his cock pointing to the floor, so I can’t see it.  A man sits next to him a

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"Fuck Me. Next Door."

Near Home—February, 2024   It was Saturday, the day after my three hours with GaryM.  Good sex, as I’ve mentioned before, can either totally satiate me or leave me wanting more.  This Saturday, I wanted more.  I knew it would be totally different than how we’d played (and that was a positive.)  I took off to the bookstore nearest my home, right after lunch…   The parking lot is not as full as I expected; maybe seven cars.  I break tradition and head into the gay cinema first.

GaryM's Three Hour Play Session

My Playroom—February, 2024 I was so drained (in so many ways!) after the piss party, that I took some days off from looking for sex.  But I was ready to go again by the end of that following week; a good thing as GaryM was making another trip to the playroom. Friday morning, he sent a text saying he was on the road.  There was so little traffic and road construction, he was at my doorstep before the appointed hour.  He went down to the playroom to strip off while I did the same up in m

Chicago Piss Party, Part Two: "Fuck My Piss Into Him!"

Chicago—February, 2024 (The piss party continues.  If you haven’t, you might want to read Part One.) …The pisser moves his stream so it plays on my cock as it fucks into him.  The heat of the piss is wonderful.  I fuck harder, if that is possible.  The sound of piss splattering to the floor, of the fucking and of four men moaning fills our little corner of the bar. I pull out of Hairy Blond’s ass.  He swivels from sucking the attractive older man’s large dick, to cleaning me off. 

Chicago Piss Party, Part One: "Fuck Me, Man!"

Chicago—February, 2024   It was the second Saturday of the month—the day of the monthly piss party in Chicago.  It was an unusually warm day for February and I hoped that it would help warm up the back bar where we got wet.  I drove in with plenty of time to spare.  I didn’t really start hydrating until I found parking.  I have learned you never want a full bladder and fight Chicago traffic…   I am the first to sign in and pay.  The host and I talk briefly before I head in an

Evan Goes Through the Toy Shelf

My Playroom—February, 2024 Evan wanted to re-connect.  We had not seen each other since IML this last May.  Usually, he drives in from his home in the burbs of Chicago.  We have a good stretching session before dinner which is baking in the oven as we play.  He spends the night in the playroom and heads out, his ass reminding him all the way home, just how much abuse it took. He loves my dick and fist—but he really is about the toys.  He loves how they stretch his ass differently than

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"My Beard Is Gonna Smell Like You All Day..."

Near Home—February, 2024   I was wanting something different by Monday.  I tried looking online, but I had no luck.  I thought about going to another bookstore for variety, but somehow it just seemed easier to go where I was having such a good run of luck.  And it held…   I am in the straight theatre.  Alone for the briefest of moments.  I stroke myself hard.  The door opens.  The bald-headed man comes in.  I had seen him, and his partner, finishing their lunch out in their S

My Cock Likes Hole. Any Hole…

Near Home—February, 2024 This entry contains some straight sex.  If that is an issue, skip this post.   Saturday afternoons at the bookstore (not that they sell anything that looks like a book or a magazine anymore) had proved to be a lot of fun.  So, the first Saturday of February, I took off after lunch, not knowing what I would find…   I am in the cocksucker’s seat in the straight theatre.  A very old white man is standing against the wall near me.  He pays me no atte

The Playroom Helps Jaylen Push his Limits

My Playroom—January, 2024   At the top of January, Jaylen sent me a text.  (Jaylen is the college aged young man I met first at his apartment and once again when he came to the playroom for his first sling ride.)  He requested a meet.  I asked if he would like me to come back to his place or if he would he rather be in the playroom?  He emphatically chose the playroom.  We set a date, but his boss needed him to work.  But, being the responsible type, he let me know days in advance

Braydon Explores Me...with His Tongue

Near Home—January, 2024   Braydon, the furry cub I’ve been meeting and breeding at the bookstore, sent me a text, hoping to set up a date for the last few days of January.   We talked about his coming to the playroom, but we both really liked his being available to other men while we were playing.  We agreed to meet at the bookstore, on Tuesday at 1:30pm.   I only mention the time as I went a little earlier to see what was happening.  And what was happening was Braydon on his knees, su

Two Bookstore Oddities: The Death Grip and the Phone Block

Near Home—January, 2024 It was the last Saturday of the month.  This was the end of the week where I had had to re-schedule two meets and be stood up by the third.  I usually went to the bookstore on weekday afternoons.  But I had tried a Saturday afternoon before, and found it much more varied.  I had an early lunch, and took off… The parking lot is jammed.  I have to park on the street.  Something I have never done in all the years I have been going.  I go into the straight theatr

The Voyeur Recommends My Mouth

Near Home—January, 2024   On Sunday, the third week of January was full of playdates.  Three to be precise.  By Monday, there was one.   I landed a work gig and now had a conflict with Friday.  My fisting bud graciously agreed to come to the playroom two weeks later.  Another bud had his own work conflict, his boss couldn’t let him have Wednesday off.  We agreed to meet the following Wednesday instead. That left my Tuesday meet.  Maybe.  He was a young man who had stood me up befo

Another Bookstore Bonanza

Near Home—January, 2024 The morning after I played with GaryM, I knew I would be headed to my favorite haunt. I had ended that session quite content, but I was hankering for more. What I found proved to be an explosive session…   I arrive just before 2pm.  There is one older white man in the straight theatre.  He is in the cocksucker’s seat, but I am pretty sure he’s not there to give head.  He seems enthralled by what I think is very average porn.  I sit off to the side.  My dick

GaryM Brings His Toys

My Playroom—January, 2024   GaryM was coming back to the playroom for another session of wet fun.  I was looking forward to seeing him again.  I spent the evening before thinking about what new things we might try—or how to make things we’d done slightly different.  I went to bed, still musing over what we might do.  And it went on all night.  I would sleep for an hour and suddenly wake up—not even remembering what it was that woke me up.  After this happened three times, at ever

Mouth Over Ass

My Playroom—January, 2024   Kieran, the married bear who is an excellent cocksucker, had been trying to set a date to meet up.  First, the holidays got in the way. On my return, my schedule was unexpectedly busy—and didn’t coincide with the limited days he had when his wife was working.  Then the snow kept us apart even longer.   Finally, we found a day in the middle of the month. I suggested we meet at the bookstore so we could play with others as well, but Kieran really wanted t

After the Blizzard

Near Home—January, 2024 I was excited.  An old friend and fellow fuck bud had told me he would be in Chicago the second weekend of the month and asked if we could meet at the piss party held that Saturday.  It seemed a perfect way to reconnect.  And get wet together as we caught up. But winter in the Great Lakes area had other plans.  It started to snow on Friday.  Seven to eight inches for my area.  Then freezing rain that night and more snow all day Saturday.  I was snowbound.  An

"He Has a Mouth, Too!"

Near Home—January, 2024   I was ready for more by Thursday.  I drove to the bookstore after lunch, not sure what or who I’d find…   I am alone in the straight theatre.  Soon, a timid old white man comes in and sits as far away from me as possible.  I watch him watch the video.  He seems riveted to the sex on the screen.  Or the bouncing big tits.  He never touches himself.  Even through his pants.  After about eight minutes he seems satisfied—and leaves, never to be seen agai

Big Mouth

Near Home—January, 2023   It should be no surprise that after all the ass play with Ross, that I wanted something different.  I went to the closest (and most reliable) bookstore, wanting some oral action.  And I didn’t care which side of it I was on…   The straight theatre is busy.  There are men standing along the back wall.  More are scattered around in the rows of seats.  All the single seats against the wall are taken.  I sit in the middle, on a two-seat bench.  There is

Reunion With Ross: "Try for a Double"

North of Home—January, 2024   It is likely that I picked up my cold at either of the two visits to the bookstore on Dec 31 or January 1.  I felt lousy and had a nose that wouldn’t stop running (unless you counted the evenings in bed where all that mucus slid down my throat instead.)  I worried that I would have to cancel my planned meeting with Ross. Sometime after I got back from New Jersey, we had set up a date for January 6.  I looked back in the blog and found that we had not

"Stand Up and Fuck My Face!"

Near Home—January, 2024 I woke up on New Year’s Day, after the marathon of sucking at the bookstore the day before, with a raging hardon.  I hadn’t shot myself while working so hard to get off the guy who reminded me of Robert Mitchum.  The moment I poured boiling water over my tea bag, I knew I was going back.  I guessed the place would have low attendance, but it would just take one mouth or ass to do the job…   I arrive right after lunch.  There are actually a few cars in the l

"Suck the Scum Out of Me!"

Near Home—December, 2023 It was New Year’s Eve.  And I couldn’t decide what to do.  I was planning a Chicago trip for the second weekend of January, so I knew I wasn’t going there.  I didn’t want to go as far as Toronto, for either the time in the car or expense.   Last year I rang in the New Year fucking at the huge bookstore/bathhouse complex north of me but, still weary from my long layover coming back from New Jersey, I knew I couldn’t spend the length of time there to justify the admis

A Bookstore Two Parter: Two -- Cute College Kid Gets Naked

Near Home—December, 2023   Part Two:  In the Gay Theatre (This picks up where we left off in the last post.) As I come out of the rest room, I see a familiar face.  It’s the cute college kid who jerked off on the woman’s breasts when we both played with the bisexual couple.  He smirks at me, nods and goes into the gay cinema.  I follow his hot little ass into the gay theatre. He is just sitting down, in the corner, to the left of the open cocksucker’s seat.  Of course, I

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A Bookstore Two-Parter: One -- Losing his Virginity

Near Home—December, 2023   Part One:  In the Straight Theatre   The trip home from Jersey was technically trouble free, but it had the longest layover I have ever experienced.  I got home exhausted in the middle of the afternoon on the Thursday after Christmas.  The last thing I wanted was sex.  I awoke on Friday feeling totally refreshed—and horned.  Seriously hard.  I went to the bookstore…   I have my hand on the doorknob of the straight theatre when he stops me

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Rudy Comes Home Horny

Jersey City—December, 2023   So, we celebrated.  My birthday had been just before I arrived in New Jersey.  My brother’s partner’s birthday and their wedding anniversary are the same day—that was the special dinner.  Oh, and then Christmas… The day after, my phone dinged.  Rudy was back from his time with his parents in the Midwest.  Was I still interested in playing tomorrow?  I was.  And told him so.  We set a time.  But Rudy was eager.  He checked in with me the next morning. 

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