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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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IML Wednesday: Two Familiar Asses

Chicago—May, 2022 Sometime during our bathhouse play at CLAW, Cowboy Boots asked if I would like to be his roommate at IML.  I told him I had planned on going, but to just a couple of events of the leather weekend—and thought I’d stay in a cheaper hotel.  Well, he had a suite at the host hotel and the man he thought he’d be sharing it with had made other plans.  I told him I would think about it. Once I was home, I realized I did want to spend a little more time at the event.  I sent C

IML Thursday: Master and boy

Chicago—May, 2022 Cowboy Boots and I had  really good eggs Benedict the next morning.  I think he went off shopping and I wrote a piece for the blog.  By the afternoon, I was horned.  I got online. There were a few more men in the hotel by this point.  I saw that an old fuck bud was here.  He is a man well known in the gay community.  I only seem him at these events.  (See:   “CLAW:  Master and Slave.”)  The Master is a man my age, incredibly dapper.  But once the suit and tie come off he i

Kieran's Mouth...and Ass

My Playroom—November, 2023   I came home from the house party entirely sated, truly drained dry.  I had done so much with so many.   It was the middle of the next week before I felt like sex again.  I thought something completely different would be a good change of pace.  Kieran, the married man who can slip away midweek, was eager to suck my dick.  His mouth is so good and that seemed like the change of pace I needed after all the fucking I did in Chicago. He arrived right at 1:0

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IML Thursday Night: Trying Out Some Cumdumps

Chicago—May, 2022 I had a quick dinner and made some notes about the Master and the boy for my future write up.  Then I logged into BBRT.  The quick connect and the party ads are overflowing with men.  But everyone is a cumdump.  No one seems to want to actually have or want a true sex party.  I look around and select two who seem interesting.  During my time, a top friend lets me know I should visit a guy he’s whoring out.  I get room numbers for the three.  I might not make it to all thre

The Men Sitting Side by Side

Near Home—November, 2023 The next day, a Thursday, I was supposed to have a fisting session, but it fell through.  I was horned, and as I didn’t really get off with Kieran, I went to the bookstore.  Once again, it proved that you just never know…   I sit along the wall in the straight theatre.  A guy who always masturbates, but wants no one to touch him, is sitting in the cocksucker’s seat.  He is stroking hard, with his dick inside a rubber so he’ll make no mess.  I have a pair o

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IML Friday: A Mini-Orgy and Some Porn Guys

Chicago—May, 2022 Cowboy Boots and I had breakfast again, comparing notes about our different evenings.  I went back to the room and made notes about the various cumdumps I’d visited the night before.  It got me thinking that I wanted more from CommunityCumhole.  I checked the BBRT listings.  Of course he was available. I didn’t go instantly.  I wrote a post for here.  I waited until after lunch and went back to the pale ginger…   I open his door.  I hear loud groans.  My bud

A November Group: "You Dirty Pigs..."

Grand Rapids—November, 2023   I love group sex.   I heard that the house party to the north of me, dormant for a few months, was happening again in November.  The host was excited I would be back in the state.  He expected a bigger turn out.  He hoped I might bring the fuck bench and rim seat to help keep them all busy.  I packed them into the car and drove into town, arriving just a little early so I could get the equipment set up before the guests arrived. The host, a short, thi

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GaryM Returns: Wanting It Harder

My Playroom—November, 2023 It was Black Friday.  I have a long history of having good luck at the bookstore on Black Friday.  Men seem to drop their wives off for shopping and arrive at the bookstore to drop a quick load.  But not this year.  GaryM was coming to the playroom for a third visit.  He had asked to be used a little harder.  I had a couple things in mind, but now set plans. He arrived right on time—telling me had had little traffic.  After a brief pitstop, he headed downstai

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IML Friday Night: Fornication 2--Fucking Out The Loads

Chicago—May, 2022 (This continues right on from the last post…) The Fornication guys take a break.  Dirk hugs me one more time before he leaves.  I stay in the third floor play area with the sling and the fuckbench.  The Cute Younger Top with the long hair finds me there.  He has become very versatile after his fucking by Ray. “Will you fuck me in the sling?” I nod—wondering silently where the tatted boyfriend is for they have been inseparable all night.  I get his ankles in

Working Off Holiday Stress at the Bookstore

Near Home—November, 2023   I think you know that I have had incredible luck at the bookstore on Black Friday, the shopping day after our American Thanksgiving.  There were always lots of new men killing time while their wives shopped and many were looking to get off.  This year Black Friday was the day GaryM came to play—so I still had great sex, just of a very different type.  As Saturday dawned, I lay in bed wondering if it would be the same busy bookstore a day later.  Should I go?

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IML Saturday: Piss Party Piss Fuck

Chicago—May, 2022 The next day was the piss party.  It had been awhile since I had attended one.  Not just the lockdown had kept me away.  My frequent trips to Toronto to play at Fukd had often been on the same weekend as the piss gathering.  I was excited to return.  I could do with getting wet again.  It’s an afternoon start time and there was a ton of traffic on the drive north to the bar where it is held.  I had been chugging my water and tea.  I just needed to time it so I was rea

IML: Saturday Late Night: Loading InkedLust

Chicago—May, 2022 The piss party was great.  My dick was in demand.  And I loved loading the young pig in the Andrew Christian underwear.  If I was at home, that would have been more than enough play in one day.  But I was in a hotel with 1000’s of horny men. I wrote a little.  I tried to read.  But my cock was restless.  I put down the book and logged on.  I looked at the list of cumdumps.  This is when I find that ‘fuck me fast and load me’ scenario appealing.  I didn’t need a ton of

The Three Fucks of Braydon

Near Home—November, 2023   It can hardly be a surprise that after re-connecting with Braydon, the cumdump cub, that we’d both want to play some more.  We talked about him coming to the playroom, but we both kind of liked the idea of including more men at the bookstore.  It was the last day of November, a Thursday afternoon.  I got there a half hour before our agreed upon arrival time.  Braydon was already there—sniffing out potential playmates… We find each other in the straigh

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Twisting the Balls That Feed Me

Near Home—December, 2023 It was the first Saturday afternoon of December.  I was having a hard time scheduling the playroom, so I went to the bookstore closest to home.  Last month, I had found a slightly different crowd on a Saturday afternoon, so I waited to go then… The parking lot is barely filled.  I sigh, then tell myself that means the men may be more playful.  I pay my admission and go into the straight theatre.  The few men seem to be here. I sit against the side wall.  Two

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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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IML Sunday Afternoon: Cowboy Boots Takes My Fist and Zane Takes My Cock

Chicago—May, 2022 My last day at IML was packed with mini events.  Somewhere in the course of our talking about IML, Cowboy Boots let drop that he liked to be fisted.  I had never played with him outside of a hotel or bathhouse casual fuck/loading situation.  I also learned that he like to do some toy play.  So, naturally, I brought some along. We had both been busy enough we hadn’t found time to do it.  I suggest we have a late morning or early afternoon play session.  That sound

Tables Turned

Near Home—December, 2023 I needed my cock sucked.  I wanted to just sit back, watch some porn and let the regulars at the bookstore get their fill of my dick.  It was a Tuesday, a day I’d learned I could depend on finding who I needed… Another in the category of ‘Man plans and God laughs…’   I walk into the straight theatre.  The man I have christened The Voyeur is waving his very hard, very black cock in front of someone’s face.  I assume I have just interrupted a blow job i

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IML Sunday Night: An Orgy and A Breeding

Chicago—May, 2022 After Zane left, Cowboy Boots and I had dinner together.  As we waited for our Thai to arrive, I told him about an ad I’d seen on BBRT.  The host wanted to do an actual sex party in a dimly lit room—not just host as a cumdump.  We were excited.  This is what we were missing on this weekend.  I had stumbled on it once, but I wanted another session. When we got back from dinner—I got the details from the host.  It wouldn’t be long, maybe 90 minutes.  We were to be there

Finding Cum for the Freezer

Near Home—December, 2023   At the top of the month, I’d heard from Zane, the scent pig (and co-host of the huge house party in Chicago.)  He was headed home to see his parents before the holidays.  “Could I spend the night at your house?” he asked. Of course, I said yes. As the date neared, I got to thinking more and more about what we both loved…cum in his hole.  I had not jerked off for a long time, so I had no extra loads in the freezer.  The day before he was due to arriv

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Dave: Four Loads for Fucking and Felching

My Playroom—June, 2022 (You may want to read the previous post first if you haven’t.) Dave was due late in the morning.  I had the playroom set up:  towels and plastic under the sling and fuck bench, drinking water on the storage cabinet to keep the piss flowing, lube on top of the toy shelf.  I was hydrating.  I knew he loved my piss.  I had the perfect bladder-full to greet him at his arrival time.  But I got a text saying there was a traffic snarl from road construction.  I tried to

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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

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Rudy's New Toys Get Us Off

Jersey City—December, 2023   Once again, I traveled to New Jersey to see my brother and his partner for Christmas.  Last year I drove, but this year I was back to flying.  (Not an altogether happy choice, but I got there.)  I had scheduled a play session on the next day, before Rudy, my JC fuck-bud, flew off to see his parents.  I was excited.  It had been a full year, after all. On the Thursday morning I got his text.  He was headed to the gym.  Would 3pm work?  It did.  I checke

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Three Scenes From an Orgy

Grand Rapids—June, 2021 It was time for the monthly sex group that meets to the north of me.  I took the chains to do the double-decker slings again, my fuck bench and the rim seat.  (Leather men never travel light…)  I got to the house about 30 minutes early and helped the host with the final set up.  He had been averaging 10 to 12 people a month after he started the group up again this spring.  This time, 17 to 20 men arrived, stripped and began to have sex on both floors of the house.

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Wally Gives Me His Hairy Ass

Jersey City—December, 2023   Sometime in the middle of being buried in Rudy’s hot ass he looked up at me and said something like: “Remind me to show you a picture of the guy who’s cat sitting for me.”  I grunted and went back to doing whatever I was doing to him.  After we’d both shot our loads, Rudy remembered.  He paged through his phone and brought up a picture of a man considerably younger than either of us.  The guy was cute—very cubbish with a terrific smile.  “I told him he coul

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