From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition

From One Extreme to the Other

Near Home—July, 2023 I had had such a good time on the Sunday afternoon at the bookstore, (written up in the last post) I went back at the same time the next week… I sit in my favorite seat on the straight side, against the back wall. The first person through the door is the same older Black man from last week. He grins. He wants more. He unzips and I go to work. He is rampant. I am still sitting and remember that going to my knees gave me a better angle. I do it. But no

June 19, 2024

FP, the Cocksucker

Near Home—June, 2022 Just a few days after Dave’s loading, I was expecting a visit from a man who had been talking to me electronically for a couple of years. He had finally decided to fulfill his desires and do some of the things he had only dreamed of doing. I was on board to help him with that. As luck would have it, he had a Covid exposure the day before he was to come. He asked for a rain check which I was happy to give him. But it left me horned and in need…so of course I

April 19, 2023

FP at FP

I wanted to do one more post about the Fornication Party (or FP at FP as I wrote in my notes.) So: As I drove away Sunday night, I made a mental list of things I might not mention in the detailing of the terrific sex I had over the four days: It was hot. It reached 100 on the way down and was in the high 90’s every day at the campground. And humid. And did I ever mention the gnats? They swarmed and thought the best possible place to land was on your eyelashes. A good reason t

May 26, 2023

Four On the Floor

Near Home—September, 2023 It took a few days to get horny again after sending GaryM home with the seven loads from the devil’s dick, one fresh load and a ton of piss, all deep in his ass. But I did. I went to the bookstore on the next Saturday afternoon, a day on which I don’t go as often. But I wanted to see if there were fresh faces there on a different day… I go into the straight theatre. I sit in the cocksucker’s seat. In moments, the air is electric with potential sex.

August 13, 2024

Fornication Weekend: The Sunday Group Finale

Rural Georgia—June, 2022 That Sunday night, there was one final gathering at the small play space. It was to be hosted by RC and Dallas. It was called a cocksucking party, and there was some of that, but anal sex was on almost every man’s mind… I arrive at the cabin right on time—and there are men waiting. Ready and stroking. There are number of new men who are just here for the day. I ditch my shorts and shirt under the bench by the door. RC and Dallas arrive. Ins

May 24, 2023

Fornication Weekend: The Party Continues (Conclusion)

Rural Tennessee—June, 2023 (This picks up right where we left off…) The porn guys are in the tent. And suddenly there is sex happening everywhere. The regular guys are beginning to lose their inhibitions. Some still only watch—but many, many more are now playing in the slings, at the table or just on their knees. While I am helping the guy with the long beard and the very white ass out of the sling, I notice a young, well built Black guy. He is mid 30’s and shirtless,

April 29, 2024

Fornication Weekend: The Last Hurrah

Rural Tennessee—June, 2023 I slept really well after the Fornication main event. All that sex finally knocked me out so I could stay asleep all the way through the night. I woke to rain. Not as hard as the rain on my arrival day, but it was a steady stream coming down. I showered and then breakfast was delivered to me in my room as many of the guests had left. There was not much on the schedule that day. It started with the ubiquitous pool party. There was a Best Butt contest (so

April 30, 2024

Fornication Weekend: The Dance Party Becomes a Sex Party

Rural Georgia — June, 2022 After the afternoon party in the small play space, I went to the cabin of the couple who had invited me to dinner after the morning workshop. We had a relaxing time (and a great meal.) It was good to be in a cabin and not my tent. All three of us mentioned that we wanted to attend the evening workshop. My hosts weren’t too sure about the dance party, but I told them what Ray had said about sex on the fringes. We cleaned up a little and went to hear Ra

April 30, 2023

Fornication Weekend: Ray's Demo--and the Main Event (Part One)

Rural Tennessee—June, 2023 Saturday dawned bright and clear. Which was good, as it was a busy day. The pool was packed with day trippers here for the main event that night. The group of young content creators began filming up by the main party tent—on and around the heavy construction equipment used in the camp renovations. I kept tabs on their fucking as I made various trips to the tent with various pieces of my sling and rimseat. Ray had agreed with me—you can never have too m

April 28, 2024

Fornication Weekend: FP Shows It Off

Rural Tennessee—June, 2023 Friday was bright and cloudless. I started my day in the communal shower, where I always found some good eye candy. Breakfast was now served up at the lodge, so anyone who had a room there or at either of the annexes gathered in the dining area for our morning meal. It was only disconcerting to share a table with the porn guys for about half a second. Soon enough, we talked about anything and everything. I went home and made notes about the day before—and

April 27, 2024

Fornication Weekend--Thursday: A JO Party Kicks It Off

Rural Georgia—June, 2022 Sometime after IML, where I talked with Ray Dalton about it, I decided I wanted to go to his Fornication Men’s Wellness Retreat in Georgia. The sensible side of me told myself that it was too far away. “Georgia. And Southern Georgia, no less. Gas prices are high. Are you stupid…?” On and on that sensible voice droned away as I tried to fall asleep. But my more adventurous side whispered: “Think what hot blog posts you could get out of it…” Guess which si

April 26, 2023

Fornication Weekend--The Set-Up

Rural Tennessee—June, 2023 Somewhere in the middle of IML, I made the decision to go to my second Fornication Weekend. Last year, in Georgia, I had had a blast fucking with like-minded men and pornstars; indulging in a long weekend of sex and fellowship. (If you need a reminder of my time there, hit the Fornication button in the label cloud.) Pornster Ray Dalton’s brain child comes in two forms. The Fornication Party is held in a number of mostly southern and western states and is a

April 26, 2024

Fornication Weekend--Friday Afternoon: 'Meeting' the Guys

Rural Georgia—June, 2022 After the welcoming sex fest, the rest of my Thursday night was spent at the first of Ray’s talks/discussions on men’s sexuality and wellness. I am not going to detail those here. I found them thoughtful, helpful and reaffirming of how I approach sex and love at this time in my life. I love just how inclusive he is in welcoming men and making them feel good about themselves. But you didn’t come to this blog for that. You want to know other things… Frid

April 28, 2023

Fornication Weekend Sunday: A Goodbye David Fuck

Rural Georgia—June, 2022 I was back in my tent for Saturday night. I wanted to sleep in after the late night of sex and exercise, but the sun woke me way too early. I had coffee at the pool, breakfast at my campsite and read a book by the pond. I think I napped before going to the pool café for lunch. David appeared—just as I was chewing my first mouthful of food. He was leaving this afternoon, before the last of the smaller play sessions that night. “Think we can squeeze

May 20, 2023

Fornication Weekend Saturday: Three Slings in Action

Rural Georgia—June, 2022 It should come as no surprise to most of my readers, that I packed my sling and rimseat for this event. I got them up to the room where the major gathering of the weekend was happening that night after the piss party. I helped Ray and his volunteers set up the space after our early evening seminar. Tonight, there was a hanging tarp, forming a wall, that cut off the play area from the bar. Ray’s two slings were behind it, one on each side. Mine was against the s

May 12, 2023

Fornication Weekend Saturday: The Cum Spurts

Rural Georgia—June, 2022 (This picks up right where the last post left us…) David grabs his cock and strokes along with my fuck. As I speed up, he stops stroking, makes eye contact again and begins to babble about how good he feels, how big I am, how much he loves to get fucked. His words work and I do just what he wants: I fuck him harder. And soon, harder yet. The large man with the talented ass stops by. He works David’s nipples—and occasionally sucks

May 15, 2023

Fornication Weekend Saturday: Piss Party

Rural Georgia—June, 2022 The massive thunderstorm that finished off the evening on Friday, left my tent flooded and some camp sites without power. I was rescued by the couple who had cooked me dinner that night. I was given a comfortable sofa to sleep on. Not to mention a wonderful tongue bath for both of my feet as the boots came off—this from the top in the relationship. He had watched me all night and wanted to explore his bottom side with me—but not at any of the sex parties

May 8, 2023

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Five Sex Pigs and a Voyeur

Lansing—October, 2021 A few days later, I got an invite from the couple I usually see at the monthly orgy. With that group currently on hold, they asked if I would be interested in a meeting at their house. It would be the two of them, likely the friend they had lately been bringing to the orgy and anyone I wanted to invite. I immediately thought of Keshawn— who I quickly learned was intrigued and available. He drove to my house—and I drove us the rest of the way north. We made sm

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October 30, 2022

Five Men

Near Home—June, 2023 On the last day of June, I went to the bookstore nearest my home. I wasn’t expecting much more than some head as I watched porn. You just never know… I am sitting in the cocksucker’s seat, stroking. There are plenty of men here. But they just seem to be walking back and forth between the two theatres, never settling in one or the other to do anything. The door opens and a thinnish white guy, likely in his late 40’s, enters. He stands n

May 18, 2024

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Fisting Party on Halloween Night

North of Home—October, 2021 So the actual afternoon/evening of Halloween I spent at the Ginger Bear’s house. Between us, we had organized a group of men to share some fist and some food. My only contribution turned out to be Ross (he of the enormous rosebud). The Ginger Bear invited four buddies who showed up. All were over 50. His friends are true bears. Ross is built much like me, tall and slim. I got there in time to set up my fuck bench—which was never used. Our host owns tw

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November 8, 2022

Finishing the Job

Near Home—May, 2023 I have two meets in May to write up before we get to my IML reporting. Here is the first. It was just a quick trip to the bookstore—wanting to drop a load before I went to Chicago… It’s a Saturday afternoon. The sun is bright through the windshield of my Focus. I park between two huge pickup trucks in the partially full lot. I go into the dimly lit store, buy my ticket and go into the even darker straight theatre. It takes me a moment to see there are s

March 5, 2024

Fingering His Ass

Near Home—September, 2023 A Friday afternoon at the end of the month—and I’m bored. So, it’s off to the bookstore… I am sitting off to the side in the straight theatre. The shaved head man (who usually works the room with his partner, both sucking as much cock as possible) approaches. He is on his own today. He gives me five minutes of great head—a great warm up for a busy afternoon. Just as I feel he wants to move on, a man who has to be over 70 approached me. He’s