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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

Brown_Spice

Toronto—September, 2019   The next morning I crossed the bridge into Canada.  I saw four really good productions at the festival with no real thought of having sex on those days.  (Though I did see a fellow audience member with whom I had had a hot WS scene with years ago.  He did not show any signs of recognition at all.)  By the end of the week, I went on to Toronto, beating the traffic by getting into town before rush hour.  My host, as he’d been for my last few visits, was Ashok, w

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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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Breaking the Bed

My Playroom—November, 2020 [Note:  This post was written to be accompanied by pictures of his hot ebony butt with my alabaster cock in it.  Follow the link at the bottom of this page to see them.] There is only one other play session in November of last year… I have known Matt for years.  We first fucked at CLAW, the leather weekend in Cleveland, six or so years ago.  I have stumbled on him at IML and an occasional Cum Union.  And just before things shut down, he was at the monthl

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Breaking Quarantine with Braydon (and Company)

I had no sex from the middle of  March to the end of August, 2020.  There are still posts and re-posts of hot times on the parent blog for those interested.  Here I am skipping to the next new playtime.     Kalamazoo—August, 2020 It was time to have sex again.  I knew it—and I knew I needed to do it with some thought.  I had not played since March 14.   But now, in late August, my intensive summer work schedule (made even more intense with figuring out how to keep working safely d

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Braydon's Cummy Ass

Near Home—October, 2021 It was inevitable that after meeting Braydon by chance at the bookstore, we would want to do it again.  (That meet was in The Reverse Felch, a few posts ago.)  We set the day and time during the last few days of October.  I drove in after lunch and was pleased to see a number of cars in the parking lot…   Braydon is already here.  He nods to me as I buy my ticket and follows me into the straight theatre.  I sit for a moment.  He hovers on the back wall.  Th

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Braydon Fires Up the Room

Near Home—July, 2024   Braydon, the cubby cum pig I often meet at the bookstore, sent me a text.  He wanted to fuck—either at the bookstore or my playroom.  We both love incorporating other men into our play so we chose the bookstore.  I asked if he’d been there since it had re-opened, with both screens in one room.  He had—but thought we needed to christen it with our type of play.  I agreed.  We met there on a Friday afternoon…   I get there first.  The room seems empty.  N

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

Braydon Comes to Play

My Playroom—April, 2024   A few posts ago, I mentioned that Braydon, the man who loves to be used at the bookstore, could not decide if he wanted a one on one in the playroom or another public romp.  We settled on both—the bookstore that day and we made a date to play in the playroom for mid-April.  I checked in with him the day before our scheduled meet to see if that still worked for him.  It did.  I gave him the address again.  He had been to my old residence, just before I moved. 

Bookstore Saturday: “He Told Me to Watch for You…”

Near home—November, 2022 When I got home from my disappointing Friday bookstore outing, I thought about going downstairs and taking matters into my own hands while watching some porn on the big screen television in the playroom.  But I didn’t.  Jerking off alone bores me.  I decided to save the load for someone on Saturday night.  I had recently been impressed with the Saturday night crowd at the bookstore closest to me—so I resolved to go there again…   Once again, there are lots

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Bookstore Saturday Two: "Even Bigger Than I Thought..."

Jackson—February, 2022 This picks up immediately after the previous post:   I sit back down and stroke for a bit.  A few men come in to look, but not play.  The next one in is around my age.  He’s of medium height, with sparse grey hair.  He looks at me—and begins to strip.  Every article of clothing is taken off but his socks.  He folds them carefully and stows them under his chair.  His t-shirt is left on the seat for him to sit on.  His body has definitely gone soft, plus likel

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Bookstore Saturday Three: "I Need Some More..."

Jackson—February, 2022 This picks up immediately after “Even Bigger Than I Thought…” and is the finale.   I take a break and walk around the lounge.  Things seem to be on pause with the other men, so I go out to my car for my lunch.  I listen to NPR for a bit while I watch some men leave and others arrive.  I check the rearview mirror to see if there is any of the Handsome Man’s jizz in my beard, but I don’t see any, so I head back in.  I circle the lounge and end up in the gay en

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Bookstore Saturday One: "You're a [banned word]!"

Jackson—February, 2022 It was the first weekend of February.  On Saturday morning, I packed a lunch and headed once more to the bookstore with the many varied screens.   I arrive before noon.  The parking lot is fairly full.  I buy my ticket and head into the lounge.  I do my usual tour.  There are men everywhere.  Some are even having sex.  I end up in my favorite alcove, off the gay screening room.  There is a second gay screen here and just the two chairs.  I sit, unbutton and

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Bookstore Highlights Two: Not In Public

Near Home—August, 2020 Having fun with the Arab (not to mention not getting off) made me go back to the bookstore just two days later.  This time it was an evening…   It’s going to be a good night.  The moment I sit down in the straight theatre, a regular, standing against the back wall, recognizes me.  He comes over and kneels to suck my dick.  It’s great warm-up head.  Another man, who I don’t know, proffers me his dick to suck while the first man works on me.  This new guy give

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Bookstore Highlights Three: The Free For All

Near Home—August, 2021 Because the last trip to the bookstore had proved to be worthwhile (and ball draining) I went back a few days later.  It was a Thursday evening, who knew it would be hot from the moment I walked into the gay theatre…?   A very large man is sitting in the cocksucker’s chair.  He smiles at me as I pass him and sit against the wall.  He is likely twice my weight.  His dark skin shines in the half light of the reflected video.  I take out my dick.  The porn is g

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Bookstore Highlights One: The Arab

Near Home—August, 2021 I came home from my quick job in western Indiana right at the end of July.  I self quarantined for a week.   I even did a rapid and then a regular Covid test as the county I had been working in was a hotbed of anti-vaxxers.   All was well.  Thank you, Moderna. Once I was horny again, I found many of the men in my stable seemed to be away for the summer.  So I ended up going to the bookstore for three sessions.  Each trip had its own highlight.  Here is the first…

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Bookstore Head (and No Tails)

Jackson—May, 2022 The afterglow of CLAW, and then Keshawn’s birthday fuck, kept me going—which was good as I needed to concentrate on a brief work contract.  It was not until the next Saturday that I could even consider playing.  I decided to hit a bookstore—but not my usual haunt.  I went back to the one that is sprawling, with lots of diverse porn viewing stations.  In the past, Saturday mornings and afternoons had been fun there.  I was curious to see who would turn up.  I packed a lunch

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Bookstore Friday: "Go Slow..."

Jackson—November, 2022 Jake came to see me on a Thursday.  When Friday dawned, I was horned.  Really horned.  I was aware I was erect even before I was aware that I was awake.  I showered and did all those morning things.  The erection may have ebbed, but not the feeling.  I wanted sex; sex that was different than the kind of sex I had had the day before.  It being Friday, it made me think it might be a good afternoon at the bookstore that had just changed its video lounge into more of a pl

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Bookstore Cocks and a Surprise Ass

Near Home—December, 2023   I went to the nearest bookstore on a Thursday afternoon, my only real free time before I left for my Christmas week in New Jersey with my brother.  I had more fun than I thought possible…   I pay my admission.  The cashier now knows me by name.  We chat about the holiday for a moment before I head into the straight theatre.  A white man is standing on the back wall, watching another slightly older white man, also standing against the wall, get sucke

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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

Big Balls

Near Home—September, 2023 I did one more trip to the bookstore, a few days after seeing Kieran.  I had gotten rid of the blue balls by jerking for the devil’s dick, but I wanted a really good mouth or ass (or both!) to make me cum.  It suddenly felt that it had been quite some time since that had happened...   I am in the straight theatre.  A bigger white guy is in the cocksucker’s seat.  On his phone.  I sit along the side wall.  A couple of men are also in here, but they don’t s

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Being 'Dirty' at Fukd

Toronto—September, 2019 As it turned out, Brown_Spice decided not to go.  I packed up my leather gear and arrived downtown in no time.  It took me a moment to find parking, but I was able to walk up the stairs to the Club minutes after the 4:00 pm start time…   I pull out my Frequent Fucker card for the attendant to stamp.  It’s full.  I surrender it and he gives me my fifteen dollars back.  Always a good sign.  He asks to stamp my hand instead.  I give him my left.  He stamps “Di

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Bear Naked Chicago: (Part One)

Chicago—April, 2024   Keshawn had been after me for a long time to join him at a Bear Naked Chicago event.  I had played with the group at least once before—some years before I’d started the blog.  I’d had fun, but it somehow wasn’t special enough to warrant the drive into Chicago. But work gigs had taken me out of going to the watersports party for two months running.  I had the date of BNC available—so I went.  It was an easy drive into the city, even with some slow traffic on t

Bear Naked Chicago: (Conclusion)

Chicago—April, 2024 (Picking up where we left off…)   I have just seen someone I haven’t seen in years.  I thank the guy on his knees and move toward the man chatting at the bar.  I touch his shoulder and he turns to me. “Well, well…” he murmurs.  “Excuse me,” he says to the man he is talking to and sinks to his knees, taking my cock deep into his throat. He is likely half my age.  His skin tone is a deep, dark brown.  The black curls on his head are much longer than the

Bathhouse Two: "Let Me Lick Your Ass!"

Indianapolis—July, 2022   (This picks up immediately after Part One.)   I need a moment after I leave the hot fucker in the dark room.  I go upstairs and sit by myself in the larger porn room on the third floor.  I just sit.  I don’t stroke.  I drink some water from my bottle and let my breathing get back to normal.  I hadn’t realized how close I was to shooting a load back there. The door opens.  A man, a good deal older than myself, comes in.  He has a shaved head.  He

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Bathhouse Tales: The Dirty Blond

Indianapolis—November, 2019 Soon enough, I was once again headed to a bathhouse.  After the initial membership fee at either one, I could get a locker for what I normally pay for a visit to a bookstore.  (Not to mention there are no bookstore/video/porn shops where you can play in this city.)  I am not going to tell you which of the two bathhouses I was at this time, as you will soon understand…   I am checking in.  I hand over the money, my ID and my membership card.  A you

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