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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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Opening His Hole Inch By Inch

Lansing—March, 2020 The top man with who I love to share hole—often at a Michigan campground—wrote me.  Work was getting him down.  Prepping for the pandemic, which he knew would come to Michigan any day now, was exhausting him.  He needed release.  He needed me.  But not to fuck alongside him.  He wanted my dick.  Inside him.  To fuck his hole.  This was not altogether new.  We had tried it once before.  BB.  That’s not Bare Back—but Before Blog.  It had been that long ago when I had

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Whoring Out Don

Near Home—March, 2020 Well, I am back to writing up the first of the three encounters I had in March before we locked down.  (I still haven’t figured out how I am breaking the TWELVE WEEKS of no sex, but I’m working on it.)  At the top of March, Don came to my place without his partner Reid.  We thought about just using the sling—but while we talked, we realized that we both wanted to involve others.  We got in my car and headed to the bookstore closest to me.  It was a warm spring aft

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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

The Masked Marine

So with Covid--and me being very careful until I could figure out how to play--I didn't  have a lot to write up.  I did some reposts.  I did some equipment closeups of the toys and hardware in my playroom.  And I dipped back into time.   Here's one of those.  And a warning.  I was still using condoms...   Near Home—September. 1997(?) As it is Memorial Day here in the United States, I looked for a post about a marine I knew.  This was a hook up that I had long before I was doing th

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FelchingPisser in History

Fuck Party: Loading Zane

Chicago—February, 2020 The last day of February I returned to Chicago to see Zane, the scent pig, again.  There was to be a huge sex party at his place hosted by his house mates.  Being a polite pig, I took the fuck bench and rimseat as Zane told me they had more than enough slings. And indeed they did.  The entire house was converted to play areas.  We set up the fuck bench in the basement where there were two slings and a huge bed.  The rimseat was put in the biggest bedroom.  I help

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Kink At the Bookstore: Hours 4 & 5

Lansing—February, 2020 (This picks up right where the last post left off…) I need to stretch my legs after sucking the load out of the man with porn on his phone.  I walk the length of the building to the big screen gay area.  I sit in the shadows against the back wall and take my cock out.  I take a long drink from my water bottle—for a moment it brings the taste of the last man’s cum to life before it washes it all away.  My cock stands back up—and I lean back in my chair, shutting m

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Kink At the Bookstore: Hours 2 & 3

Lansing—February, 2020   (This picks up right where the last post left off…)   As the well hung foot licker struts out the door, I roll over and grab my sock.  My toes are still very wet.  There is a roll of paper towel on a table under the screen, so I hop over to it and rip off a couple of sheets.  As I sit and dry my foot, a series of hot men stream in and out of the room, never pausing on their hunt for cock or ass. Once fully dressed again, I go out looking myself. 

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Kink At the Bookstore: Hour 1

Lansing—February, 2020 Zane, the scent pig, had invited me back for a big sex party in Chicago at the end of the month.  By the middle of that last week of the month I became so horned I knew I had to blow a load before that event.  I had just been to my usual bookstore with Braydon, so I headed a little farther away to the half bathhouse/half bookstore.  I was there for just under five hours.   I arrive right after lunch.  The parking lot is nicely full.  I am buzzed into the dar

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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

Spit Roasting Braydon

Near Home—February, 2020 Braydon is the young cub who I met and bred at the bookstore last fall.  He was so much fun I suggested he come to the playroom the next day to be fucked by both Don and Reid.  (Those exploits are here and here.)  Braydon wanted another meet right after that—but I was off to Indiana to work until the end of the year. Once home, we tried again.  He had a new job, so he had a much fuller schedule and I had all that business travel to Memphis.  We finally aligned

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Eleven Man Orgy

Grand Rapids—February, 2020 The weekend after I came home from my wonderful Chicago meet with Zane, I was ready to play again.  A good thing too, for it was the monthly group sex meet to the north of me. Don and Reid, the couple who has gone from Don’t Ask/Don’t Tell hook ups to playing together as a couple, had heard me talk about this group.  They hoped I might get them invited.  So I wrote the host—including the magic words:  “And the top has a bigger cock than I do.” We got the inv

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Tongue, Pits and Ass: Two Scent Pigs Rut

Chicago—February, 2020 I met Zane last May at the Cum Union during IML.  Here is a snippet from that post about that meet: Instantly I am attracted to the hot ass jutting towards me from a cute 20-something man leaning on the shelf.  I go over.  He groans as I kneel behind him and begin rimming his fucked out hole.  He is dripping with load.  I clean him up—pushing some of it back into him. “Can you taste how busy I’ve been?”  he asks. I grunt something affirmative and drill

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Making a Devil's Dick

This post is a picture post, so it is hard to transfer here.  It is step by step of how to make a devil's dick with all that cum you waste as you jerk off.   There are pictures. There is video. Follow this link for all of that:  [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/03/making-devils-dick.html    

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Straight, But Open...

Eastern Illinois—February, 2020 I didn’t try to do anything else in Memphis.  The conference dragged on and I just saved my seed.  I had plans:  I was going home by way of Chicago to breed a piggy boy I had fucked during the IML Cum Union held in the Hole. I knew I would be dead and worthless in bed (or the sling) if I tried to make the trip to Chicago in one day.  So I overnighted in the small town where I had found a new bookstore during my November and December contract.  I had neve

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Bad Behavior at the Bookstore

Memphis, TN—February, 2020 My annual trip to Memphis arrived at the top of month.  Once again I drove and opted to do it in two days.  The first day coincided with a snow storm.  It waited until the last hour, but it made me crawl over fast filling roads to the motel.  I had chosen the town for it had a bookstore I hoped to play in—well, the weather made sure that was not going to happen.  The snow tapered down in the night and roads were plowed by the morning.  I waited until the sun

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"Swallow My Load, Too"

Rural Kentucky—February, 2020 Sometimes after great sex I am totally sated.  Sometimes great sex merely flips a switch and makes me want more.  I was sated as I hit the road home to Michigan after fucking Seamus and breeding the Professor.  However as the miles slipped by, I kept playing over the scenes from the night before.  I became aroused.  By the middle of Kentucky, I pulled off the highway and took the exit to an adult bookstore.  This place is, I think, the only business which

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Seamus and the Professor

Nashville—January, 2020   The Professor wrote me.  He was excited to tell me he had been talking to pornster Seamus O’Reilly to set up a meeting.  Another meeting, actually.  The Professor had flip fucked with the gorgeous ginger lad a couple of times.  And now the Professor thought he would like to include me—would I consider coming south? How could I say no?  I went as far as Indy the day before.  I stayed at the bathhouse with limited evening traffic.  There were two other men

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Short, But Damned Sweet

My Playroom—January, 2020 I got a message from a man I’d met at the bareback group that meets to the north of me.  We had played a little during the four hours of sex up there—but it was mostly his being fascinated with sucking my cock.  I couldn’t remember fucking him. And that I can’t remember if I slid into Henry’s beautiful butt or not is slightly odd as he’s one of the handsomest men I know.  He is just under six foot tall, gym worked out, in his early 40’s but doesn’t show it, an

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Loading the Fluid Pig

Lansing—January, 2020 Finally the day came to meet with the Fluid Pig.  We had agreed to meet in the half bookstore/half bathhouse venue.  I went a little early.  I wanted to see if I could collect any other loads, to put up his super hungry hole. The place is now even larger.  There are areas, usually with couches, for watching straight, gay and trans videos.  There are now two slings, a new room of open booths for sucking and a new bondage table.  There are still gloryholed booths wi

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"You Mean...I Get to Fuck Him Bare?"

Northwestern Indiana—January, 2020 So I got the plumped up condom from the last post home, tied off with a knot.  I taped it to a card and wrote the date on it and the number of loads.  I opened the computer and jotted a few things down about the sperm donors so I could whisper them into the Fluid Pigs ear as I loaded him.  But that was the middle of next week.  I had a full weekend of play first—both sessions I will touch on here.  I have thought for the five weeks since I did it, how

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Another Cum Harvest

Near Home—January, 2020 I was rather pleased.  From not seeing him since CLAW in 2019, the Fluid Pig wrote me and wanted to meet.  I knew he’d like other players—and that is incredibly hard in my area—so he jumped at the idea of meeting up in Lansing at the half bookstore/half bathhouse.  We scheduled it for when he would be in Michigan during the next week. This got me to thinking about a time when I’d loaded him with cum I had orally collected from the bookstore.  (One of the most no

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"He's Jerking Off In Your Hole..."

West Michigan—January, 2020 I took a little time off after the group in Grand Rapids.  I did a quick head count of the number of men I had stuck my dick into at Fukdto, the bathhouse, the hotel party and the house party.  It was time for my yearly HIV test anyway, so I had the clinic do the entire battery of tests to make sure I wasn’t bringing anything home.  My dick thanked me for a little time off.  The moment that I got the all clear, I was off to see Derrick and Jacob. I had reall

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The Centerpiece of the Party

Grand Rapids—January, 2020 I got home easily, if slightly tired, after my repeated late nights in Canada and the lengthy drive.  I rested up for a day—and headed north on the weekend.  Saturday was the monthly meeting of the bareback orgy group. I remembered to toss the rimseat in the car as requested. I was among the first there.  I set it up in the bedroom, now converted to playroom.  It went in the corner, so it was out of the way—and so you still had access to the leather covered b

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Hotel Party with Parker: Wel-cum to Ontario, Part VI

Toronto—January, 2020 You may be relieved to hear I didn’t play on January 1.  At all.  I slept.  I read.   I avoided writing.  I went out with my friend Franklin for some great conversation and a spicy chai tea.  In my original plan, I was to drive home that day, but Parker had suggested I stay for a sex party he was throwing with a friend I had met at Fukdto.  After the marathon fuck I’d had with Parker, it took very little arm twisting to make me add two days to my hotel reservation.

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New Year's Eve: Wel-cum to Ontario, Part V

Toronto—December, 2019 I went to Spa Excess for New Year’s Eve.  It was the same venue I went to last year.  I don’t think there were as many playful guys around this year.  I felt like more men were there for the roast turkey buffet than for sex.  But I still had a great time.  And how better to ring in 2020 than in some man’s ass? I stayed, mostly, in the third floor play area.  There is a sling, a fuck bench and a room with a glass wall where you can watch men in the shower.  There

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Spit Shine: Wel-cum to Ontario, Part IV

Toronto—December, 2019 I suppose, no matter what kind of sexual adventure I had after such a great Fukdto (and using Parker so completely) it would pale in comparison. Well, it did.  Though it had its moments… We began chatting a hook up site, long before I arrived in Canada.  Ted was from northern Canada and would be in town at the same time.  I knew he was around my age.  The pictures he opened confirmed that.  He liked the sound of the things I did. “Do you like having your boo

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Fukdto...and After: Wel-cum to Ontario, Part III

Toronto—December, 2019 (This picks up right where I left off.)   … Balls deep in some daddy, I look out into the maze.  There is Tango Dawg fucking the younger set.  But my eyes are on a tall, dark man, in a once white jock, who is fucking next to him.  Our eyes lock.  And hold.  I pull out of the ass I’m pumping and walk over to him. He leans over and without missing a stroke gives me the most electric kiss of the night.  My cock oozes, he kisses so well.  Our tongues fight

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