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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

Piss Party Trio

Chicago—July, 2023 I had loved my play with the man I christened Tall Guy With Tats at the IML piss party.  As July rolled around, TGWT sent me a text.  We had both missed the June event as it had been shifted from the usual second Saturday of the month.  He now wanted more—Did I?  I sure did.  We both agreed we’d be at the July group.   I got into the city in good time and even managed to find free parking.  I began to tank up on water as I sat in my car.  Just before 5pm, I went

Pissing and Rimming Brent

My Playroom—June, 2023   I received an email in my felchingpisser account.  The sender said he’d met me at a Cum-Union quite some time ago.  He told me that I ate the three or four loads he’d taken out of his ass and fucked him with what little cum was still in his hole.  He’d been thinking about me a lot lately—and he wanted to meet. I have to say, the incident had all the hallmarks of me, but I couldn’t picture the man.  We quickly switched to text.  He sent me a face shot.  I r

Filling Up Rock

My Playroom—March, 2023   Rock chatted with me on the fisting site.  He lived far enough away, that I honestly thought it was chat—and that we’d never meet.  I was wrong.  He liked all that I had to offer:  a big dick, patience with fist and a love of watersports.  We quickly found a date that worked for both of us.  On the appointed day, he was very conscientious about sending me the text I always ask for—which helps weed out flakes and helps me time the final set up of the playspace.

College Piss Boy Finally Gives Me His Ass

My Playroom—September, 2022   My faithful readers will certainly remember the young man I christened College Piss Boy.  He came to the playroom three times taking piss down his throat (and all over his body) but especially on his ass (which I licked up) while giving me excellent head between piss loads.  Each time he had taken my load orally, and bemoaned that he had stopped getting fucked with the pandemic. “My hole is just too tight.” I had to agree that it seemed to be, th

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"Piss Me, Daddy..."

My Playroom—February, 2022 It was Tuesday.  Not a day I am often looking for sex.  But I got an early morning text from my college piss boy.  He was horny.  Super horny.  He needed to drink my piss.  I was surprised and pleased.  He has always been a last minute kind of trick—and I like to plan.  And tank up.  He asked to come late afternoon/early evening.  I said yes. We chatted a little more throughout the morning.  (He was either at work or class, I don’t remember.)  He asked me to

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"Daddy, Lick It Up..."

My Playroom—September, 2021 The Latino mentioned in the last post managed to pass his number to me that afternoon in the bookstore.  He mentioned he was not cleaned out on that visit, but would love a chance at my cock when he was ready for it.  So we met soon after.  It was a disaster.  I had mentioned cleaning deep for my cock…and, well, you can guess the rest.  We started.  And stopped.  Started.  And stopped.  And—yeah, we tried until it was clear this was not the day. Surprisingly

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"Just Use Me..."

My Playroom—May, 2021 “I need you to open up my hole.” Maybe it wasn’t Stuart’s first sentence.  He might have said “Hi” before that. I am not sure which hook up site we were on, but likely AssPig.  He had taken a hand before, but not for a very long time.  The guy was in his 30’s and big, but not sloppy.  A true bear.  Hair everywhere.  The picture he opened showed a hairy ass I knew I would love to get lost in. We arranged a date.  Which he cancelled.  But correctly.  We se

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Davis Gets Wet Inside and Out

My Playroom—April, 2021 Davis wanted to come back to the playroom.  We had both loved our January session.   We agreed on a time during the first week of April.  Davis also mentioned that he wanted to be used a little rougher than before. That got me thinking. I readied the playroom by lowering the fuck bench so it was flat.  I also dropped the sling so it hung by just the two D rings on the head side. I set out some other things on the bed…   I hear Davis step out

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Breeding Davis

My Playroom—January, 2021 We had chatted on two different hook-up sites over the years.  But timing had always worked against us. In January it clicked.  We had both been keeping pretty much to ourselves with the pandemic. We weighed the risk and decided to meet.   Davis and I soon moved to text.  Once he was told I had a playroom, he couldn’t wait to get in the sling. 😧 “I cannot wait to meet you and be fucked by you.” FP:  “Great.  Are you ok with some piss on your ass as I

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"...Lick It Up, Fucker..."

My Playroom—December, 2020   We talked online all through November.  Soon we switched to text.  His pictures were certainly intriguing.  In his very early 30’s, he was a tall-ish bear with long hair, a full beard and tons of body hair.  I soon learned he had a fun sense of humor and was kinky.  Very Kinky.  He had come from India to a neighboring Great Lake state to pursue his post graduate degree.  He was finding few kink daddies in his college town before Covid.  And no one now.

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"Daddy, I Have to...Piss..."

My Playroom—September, 2020 We’d been talking online forever.  I was pretty sure that talk was all that this one would ever be—after all there was an almost 40 year age difference.  But we kept talking.  We loved the same things—  juicy, cumfilled fucks.  Loads shot down the throat.  And most of all piss—anywhere and everywhere. And then on the last day of the month, he asked to come to the playroom.  We talked about covid.  He never left his college apartment, where he lived alone, as

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