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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

"Swallow My Cum, Stud"

Jackson—September, 2022   I wanted a change.  It was Saturday, so I decided to pack a lunch and go to the bookstore with in and out privileges and all those viewing areas of different types of porn.  When I arrived, there were just a few cars in the parking lot.  It was still before noon, I figured.  And I didn’t really want to be in crowds of men anyway.  I parked and went in.   There is a new price for the lounge.  I have brought in exact change—so I need to go back to the

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My Bucket List Gets Smaller

Jackson—December, 2022 It was a Monday, just before the middle of the month.  I had all the time in the world.  I’d made my reservations for my holiday drive to New Jersey to see my brother.  (For the first time since Covid hit.)  I had even started packing—and I wasn’t leaving for a few days yet.  What I needed to do was get my balls emptied before the trip. I decided to go to the bookstore with the new remodel.  I packed a lunch and arrived right around noon…   There i

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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

Derrick and Jacob Get in the Sling

West Michigan—November, 2022 Derrick and Jacob had re-opened the playroom last January.  I reported our ‘get reacquainted’ session, when I wrote it up in March. After that, one thing after another got in the way of our usual once a month play time—some unrelated to the pandemic health issues for them, travel for all of us, my summer out of state, etc.  It took us until November to see each other once more. I drove over to their beautiful house, and overly equipped playroom, on the last

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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,

New Year's Eve Tail (part one)

Lansing—December, 2022 I have a tradition of doing something sexual on New Year’s Eve from even before I began writing this blog.  I have attended orgies thrown by fuck buds, cruised sex parties in Toronto or gone to the baths.  Having driven to New Jersey and back again for Christmas, I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do this year.  I knew I wasn’t eager to get back on the road again to get to a major city.  I settled to for an afternoon and evening at the bookstore that has play areas l

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More and More

Near Home—May, 2023   (You may want to read the previous post if you haven't.)   Rock was due in the playroom on Sunday.  I had cum collected for him on Thursday afternoon.  I spent Friday in a state of feeling that I could erect with the least possible hint of something sexual—or maybe even with a stiff breeze.  Saturday dawned and I awoke with a massive erection.  I thought about wanking (and saving the load for Rock) but by lunch time, I knew I needed to go back to the boo

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Osvaldo Gets What He Needs at Cum-Union

Grand Rapids—October, 2022   I had joined Osvaldo at a number of events held at the bathhouse in Grand Rapids.  Between each of them he kept up a lively text conversation—sending me enticing pictures of his ass.  I finally gave in and decided to meet him at the second Cum-Union party of October.  We agreed on a time—and off I went. I paid my admission and went to find my locker.  The place seemed busy, but not packed.  I hoped that would mean men would be more playful.  I ditched

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Hunting for Cum for Rock

Near Home—May, 2023 Sometime after CLAW I heard from Rock, the young man I’d met on the fisting site, but our play been all about cock, cum and piss.  He now wanted more of all that.  Was I available?  We set the date, both of us excited to see each other again. Rock’s arrival was in a week’s time.   I remembered him telling me he was open to other men using him as I directed.  I knew that wasn’t going to be easy to arrange, but I thought I might do the next best thing.  I got into my

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Davis Returns to the Playroom

My Playroom—May, 2023 I came home tired, but exhilarated, from a really great IML.  (I do think I was not as tired as I would have been had I stayed in the host hotel with all it’s 24/7 temptations.)  I was not planning on playing those last three days of May, but I got an intriguing email. Davis, a man who came to me for kink play that he could not find anywhere else, made three trips to the playroom in 2021—and then disappeared.  He was back at his parent’s home for a visit.  Could I

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So Full

North of Me—August, 2022   The last time Ross and I met we vowed we had to meet more often.  But it never seems to happen.  We both lead very busy lives that makes scheduling playtime hard.  The good news is that the wait is always worth it.  In the middle of August, I packed the sling and went to visit the man with the large, delectable rosebud…   I set up the sling in the bedroom while Ross melts some coconut oil for lube.  He also has a container of J-Lube.  I lay out

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"Now That's a Nice Cock"

Indianapolis—July, 2022   On my final day off, right at the end of the month, I did the lunchtime bathhouse routine again.  It was an interesting mix of men…   I am ditching my clothes in the locker.  A larger man , around my age, is watching me change and not the four screens of porn he thought he’d be watching.  He has a skin tone that is the color of strong black coffee with a very large dollop of cream mixed through it.  Gorgeous.  I go over, toss my towel on the couch an

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Keshawn Throws a Party

Louisville—November, 2022   In the middle of October, Keshawn asked me to save a date in November.  He was going back to Louisville and wanted to throw another hotel party for all his fuck buds down there.  He wanted me to come down, since I’d enjoyed his earlier party, a birthday bash, celebrated with hot, horny men.  It was to be a smaller group which was fine by me.  I drove down early in the day and napped in my own hotel room across the river in Indiana.  I crossed the bridge and

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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

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The Otter at the All Gender Party...(though it proves to be all gay sex for me)

Grand Rapids—October, 2021 I wanted something different.  Had Palm Springs spoiled me?  As I was thinking where I could go for something new, preferably without an overnight stay, I got an email from the bathhouse in Grand Rapids.  They were having another all gender gathering at the club.  With visions of a different type of three-way or some Trans sex, off I went on a Saturday night...    There is no parking anywhere near the bathhouse.  I finally find something several blocks a

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Return to the House Party: Using All Those Asses (Part Two of Three)

Chicago—November, 2023 (This picks up right where we left off with Part One…)   Zane stands up from the rimseat, moves down and sits on my cock as I lie there. I close my eyes for a moment as he slides down on me.  I open them again just as a thick, hairy ass, sits on the seat and blacks out my vision. “Now eat my hole!” My senses are feeling overloaded.  Zane is fucking himself hard, making my cock grow thicker as even more blood rushes to it.  My tongue can’t get

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Circle Suck

Near Home—March, 2023   A Sunday afternoon, towards the middle of the month.  I went to the bookstore closest to me…    There are only a few cars in the lot.  I sigh.  I’m horny.  It’s been a full week since I have played.  I go in and exchange pleasantries with the young woman behind the counter.  I buy my ticket, piss and go into the straight theatre.  I’m surprised.  There are four guys here—one more than there were cars out in the lot.  I sit against the side wall as the

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Fucking On the Road Home

Northern Indiana—November, 2023   I was headed home.  It had not been a long contract, but I was eager to sleep in my own bed and to not fight for space in the communal kitchen during meal times.  I was up early on Sunday.  Too early, but I packed and got the car loaded with out disturbing the others living in the apartment. I hit the road—and it was foggy.  Densely foggy.  I was not about to try to drive on the interstates.  I took back roads, which were all but empty.  As the su

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“That’s Right. Jerk in Me.”

Jersey City, New Jersey—December, 2022 I made it home after the snow storm and group play (of the last post) with relative ease.  The roads were bad, but there was no more snow coming down.  I rested up.  I needed to as, for the first time since lockdown, I was going to see my brother and his partner in New Jersey for the holidays.  They had been living a very sheltered, stay at home life with Covid.  I decided, to help their peace of mind, to drive in, avoiding two airports and a packed pl

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Try and Try Again: Three Trips to the Bookstores

One of my vague New Year’s resolutions, was to get more new men from my area to the playroom.  It has not gone well.  I have had a couple (and we have had fun), but I have had far more cancellations than men following through.  This is not really a surprise but, when they do cancel, especially without any kind of word to me beforehand, it sends me to the bookstore more often. Which, of course, means I can strike out there more times, too.  Here are three visits to two different establi

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Dave Gets Some More Frozen Loads

My Playroom—August, 2022 The sling was still in the duffel bag from going to Ross’ house.  The moment that I heard Dave was on the road to my place, I went downstairs and set it up.  Naked.  (And taking this picture, which I rather like.)  PIC I put the towels under the equipment.  All while tanking up for a wet session. Dave had cancelled the other week with some sort of home emergency.  I had already been to the bookstore to harvest some extra cum.  A condom, with the lone

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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

A Group of Six (No, Make That Seven)

Grand Rapids—October, 2022 I got the word at the last minute.  The host of the sex party I have written so often about on this site, was looking to start it up again, in a limited fashion.  It was still to be in Grand Rapids, but in someone else’s home.  He asked if I was available to attend—and if I could bring the sling and rimseat.  Naturally, I said ‘yes.’ It was right in the middle of the month, when the weather was still warm.  I packed the car and took off in the late afternoon.

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Every Last Drop

Jackson—October, 2023   On the evening of the last post, I went to bed horned.  As I was stripping down, I considered starting a new devil’s dick, but, dammit, I wanted to do some live breeding or feeding.  The moment I woke up the next morning I knew I was going to have sex—or at least look for it.  I went in search of it to the bookstore with the new play area of cubicles, gloryholes and the medical exam table.  I timed my arrival for just after lunch.  It was a Sunday and I had no i

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A Hot House Party in the Cold Snow

Grand Rapids—December, 2022 I got the email.  Finally!  The host of the group play evenings was starting it up again.  In October, we had had a small version at someone else’s house, but now the host was ready to try a full group at his home.  I agreed to bring the rimseat and the fuckbench. And then the snow started to fall. I left early, but the farther north I went, the more snow hit my windshield.  Speeds went from already slower to what seemed like a crawl. I got off the high

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