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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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A Four Ass Saturday

Jackson—June, 2024 It was the first Saturday of the month.  I had thought about going to the bookstore/bathhouse in Lansing, but going online I found they had had an electrical fire.  The business was closed until it could be re-wired and a sprinkler system put in.  (Many in the chat room where this was talked about wondered if they would ever re-open.) At my usual haunt, the remodel after the car accident had just been started.  It was scheduled to open ‘soon.’ Two down.  One lef

A Five Sex Pigs Rematch

Lansing—November, 2021 The couple who I last wrote about in ‘Five Sex Pigs and a Voyeur’ contacted me again at the end of November.  This time it would be just the couple, me and anyone I wanted to bring.  I took a long shot and asked Keshaw to make the long trek up here.  He jumped at the chance to play with them again.  By the time Keshawn had arrived at my house, I’d had a text from the hosts that their tatted friend from last time would be there, too.  It was now a Five Pig rematch

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A Fisting New Year's Eve: Used Holes and One Virgin One

North of Me—December, 2021 As I sat down to type, it felt a little odd to be writing up New Year’s Eve for today’s post in late February, but as I look back I realize it is right in line with other years.  Since I started the blog, there has almost always been 6 to 8 weeks from the sex to the writing of the sex.  I do like some time to elapse before writing.  It lets the events marinate in my mind.  I would love to eventually get it down to 4 weeks—slightly fresher but still with some rumin

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A Farewell Fourway

My Playroom—October, 2020 This was the last sex in the playroom in my old home.  It was a memorable way to say good bye to the space.   Don and Reid, the couple who have found incredible sex by opening their relationship, let me know they wanted to meet one last time at my house—before I moved even farther away from them.  We set a date and I shot a text to Braydon, the hairy cub Reid had loved to fuck the last time we all met.  Braydon was available—and was taking constant C

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A Cummy Reunion With Derrick and Jacob

West Michigan—September, 2019 It was September.  The heavy work load of my summer was winding down.  I really craved a long, connected sex session.  Where else would I go but to see Derrick and Jacob? We talked in the study, catching up (it had been three months!) as the slide show of leather men doing incredibly kinky things to each other flashed by on the large flat screen.  Jacob had just returned from Inferno, a BDSM event.  He told me his hole had gotten well used.  I demanded he

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A Busy Bookstore: Army Cum & The Exhibitionist On the Couch

Near Home—September, 2019 The last trip to the bookstore had been fun and varied.  I had met new men, likely for I had gone on a different day and time.   I repeated it again the next week.  Some fun.  Some odd…   My legs are splayed widely apart.  A man who called me by name, but who looks only vaguely familiar, is kneeling on the hard floor and sucking my cock as if it were the only one in the room.  It’s not.  Five men are jerking to what we are doing.  My sucker shows off for

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A Busy Bookstore

Jackson—April, 2024 It was Saturday.  The end of the month.  I was horned.  But I wanted to go somewhere different.  I finally decided on the bookstore that has re-modeled their video lounge into a play area with gloryholes and a medical table for fucking.  I packed a lunch and took off. I arrived just before noon—and the place was packed.  I lucked into of the last parking spots.  I went inside.  The price had gone up.  Making small talk with the male cashier, I mentioned how surprise

A Busy Black Friday at the Bookstore

Near Home—November, 2022 I have found that Black Friday, the shopping day after Thanksgiving, is often a very good day at the bookstore.  Husbands seem to disappear to fill the theatres—leaving wives in the department stores.  I went to the bookstore in the afternoon—and the place was packed…   I go into the straight theatre first.  There is not a chair to be had.  I stand against the back wall.  Men are groping themselves, but not stroking.  I don’t see action on the horizon anyt

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A Brief Bookstore Bang

Near Home—June, 2021 I did my work contract—and eleven days later I was finally back at the bookstore…   I have arrived slightly earlier than usual.  From the number of men in the theatres, I seem to have caught the last of the late afternoon crowd and the beginnings of the evening group.  I sit in the straight theatre, off to the side.  I have interrupted a man getting head as he stands at the back wall.  The moment I sit, the two go at it again.  Noisily. Other men are scat

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A Bookstore Two-Parter: One -- Losing his Virginity

Near Home—December, 2023   Part One:  In the Straight Theatre   The trip home from Jersey was technically trouble free, but it had the longest layover I have ever experienced.  I got home exhausted in the middle of the afternoon on the Thursday after Christmas.  The last thing I wanted was sex.  I awoke on Friday feeling totally refreshed—and horned.  Seriously hard.  I went to the bookstore…   I have my hand on the doorknob of the straight theatre when he stops me

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A Bookstore Two Parter: Two -- Cute College Kid Gets Naked

Near Home—December, 2023   Part Two:  In the Gay Theatre (This picks up where we left off in the last post.) As I come out of the rest room, I see a familiar face.  It’s the cute college kid who jerked off on the woman’s breasts when we both played with the bisexual couple.  He smirks at me, nods and goes into the gay cinema.  I follow his hot little ass into the gay theatre. He is just sitting down, in the corner, to the left of the open cocksucker’s seat.  Of course, I

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A Bookstore Re-match

Near Home—May, 2021 It took me a couple of days to recover from the orgy.  But by day three I was horny.  I didn’t feel like hosting—so of course I went to the bookstore nearest to me…   The crowd is sparse.  I find some warm up head in the gay cinema.  He is decent with his mouth, if not inspired.  The movie I am viewing is not good.  The guys in the film are way too young and tentative—and all look alike. Finally we take a break.  There is no way he is going to get me off. 

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A Bookstore Full of Big Dick

Northern Indiana—August, 2022   I was headed home after my five weeks in Indiana.  Somewhere, along the way, my balls began begging for release.  I veered a little west and decided to stop at the bookstore where on one side of the lobby there are booths with glory holes and on the other a cinema.  I paid, pissed and went to the cinema…   There are two older men in the space.  I sit down on a bench that is against the waist-high wall that runs along the back.  Often the action

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A (not very funny) Comedy of Errors

Upstate New York—September, 2019 After finding really no one at the bookstore, I drove to Rochester through blinding rain.  It was coming down so hard I would have pulled off on the shoulder—if there had been one.  The worst of the storm hit right as I entered a construction zone where there was just a single lane of traffic and nowhere else to go.  I finally made it to my hotel and checked in. And I was horned.  I knew Rochester had a bathhouse—one which I’d never visited.  I also kne

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“You Think He’d Fit Inside You?”

Near Home—March, 2023 I started the month off with a trip to my usual bookstore—but it was not my usual type of visit.  I happened on some different type of play.  Yes, there is some straight sex happening in this post.   Well, there is a good gay twist…If this doesn’t work for you—you might want to skip this entry.    It is a Thursday afternoon.  I was quite sated from the back-to-back days of Evan and Zane (both so different, yet both fun.)  I am going, frankly, to suck some coc

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“Will One of You Cocksuckers Do Me?”

Near Home—May, 2022 IML was the next week.  But here is was a Saturday night—and I was horned.  I hadn’t been to the nearest bookstore at night in a long time, so off I went.  A man was coming out as I parked.  He took one look at me and did a U-Turn and followed me back inside.  In the light of the store I recognized him as one of my regulars who loves sucking my cock.  We nodded to each other as I got in line to get my ticket. The male attendant sighed as I told him I wanted the thea

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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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“Swallow Mine Like You Did His…”

Near Home---March, 2022 It is no secret to my readers that I love variety—both in life and sex.  So it should be no surprise that if my last write up was about heavy anal play and fisting—the next night I was free for sex I wanted something totally different.  I found it at the local bookstore…   It’s a Friday night.  Nights at the bookstore have been sparse lately.  Judging from the parking lot as I arrive—that may still be the case.  But there are more cars than I expected.  I b

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“Please. I’ve Always Wanted to…”

My Playroom—May, 2024 I got home tired, but safely, after the huge IML piss party.  I went to my meeting on Sunday and found there were about 3 and half minutes of it that applied to me, but I did meet some of the people I will be working alongside.   I also heard from the beautiful young man.  He had remembered FelchingPisser and sent me his phone number on BBRT.  In moments we were texting and he seemed turned on by the idea of my asking to post his ass pics with the write up. I wonder if

“Please, Just Go Slow…”

My Playroom—February, 2023   He contacted me on one of the hook-up sites.  He liked my dick pics.  Of course.  He was eager to make the drive to the playroom.  He was yet another new guy, but I took the chance and he showed up right on schedule. Judd’s a big guy, taller than my 6’ 2” and big boned (that former football player type.)  He was nervous.  I showed him down to the playroom and suggested he strip down while I went back upstairs to do the same. I put on a new jock. 

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“Daddy, You Need that Sucked…?”

Near Home—April, 2024   Teddy’s hot ass finally took me into a totally satiated place.  I did nothing sexual on that weekend.  On the next Wednesday I was supposed to entertain a regular in the playroom.  Instead of in my sling, he spent the afternoon at the hospital seeing to his wife.  How fast plans change… I did nothing that day, but I did go to the bookstore on Thursday afternoon.  A minor miracle occurred.  Read on…   I am in the cocksucker’s seat in the straight t

"You Want to Give Him Your Load?"

Near Home—October, 2022   Last time, I noted how different cruising, even in the same location, can be every time you go.  It is so dependent on who shows up and who is in a playful mood.  Six days later I went back to the same bookstore.  It wasn’t a bad experience—but just so different from the week before…   It’s Friday night.  There are men around—but no one is staying in one place long enough to get anything started.  In my first few moments in the straight theatre, sitt

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"You Want Me in You? Raw?"

West Michigan—July, 2023   It was the 4th of July.  I still had almost two weeks before I began a rather short work contract.  I wanted my balls to be as empty as possible, so I could concentrate on the project at hand.  I did my morning check of the few hook-up sites I still use occasionally.  On the most vanilla site was a picture of a beautiful young ass.  I clicked the profile.  He was fairly local—and not in some Balkan country looking for a ‘pen pal.’  And he was online at t

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"You Want an Even Bigger One?"

Jackson—May, 2024 So, as that last post showed, I certainly enjoyed my time at my usual bookstore on Friday, but I still had a load churning in my balls.  I didn’t want to waste it.  I’d had such fun on the Saturday afternoon at the video place (now remodeled into more of a play area and written up as A Busy Bookstore), that I went back there the next day.  It was the right choice.   Again, the parking lot is packed.  I park way off to the side and go in.  I need to piss—my travel

"You Swallow, Man?"

Near Home—September, 2022   A good time at a particular venue makes me want to go back for more.  I felt pretty comfortable at my habitual bookstore.  I’d had a good time—so I went back on a Friday night towards the end of the month…   I open the door of the straight theatre.  Two men instantly stop the blowjob in progress, one desperately trying to zip up and the other to get off his knees.  I mutter a “Sorry” and head next door to give them the privacy they seem to need.  T

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