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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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Indy Bathhouse: His First Sling (part one)

Indianapolis—October, 2023   It was another day off, as the number of days in October dwindled and Halloween approached.  I had the whole day, so I made my first trip to one of the two bathhouses that keep Indy pigs busy.  I chose the one that has a slightly older clientele.  The last time I worked in this area, I seemed to be there every day off I had and always had a broad choice of men.  I packed a lunch to eat after my early afternoon time there…   I have a locker.  I hat

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Showing It Off

Near Home—April, 2022 I went to Easter dinner (with what family remains here in Michigan) still thinking about that hot moment of felching and loading the Linebacker.  I couldn’t get it out of my head.  I dreamed a variation of the scene that night, awaking at one point with a terrifically hard dick.  The next morning, my plumped, if not hard, cock dictated what I was doing that day—so off we went to bookstore, to see who needed relief after seeing their family…   The parking lot

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Indy Bathhouse: Cal's Furry Ass (conclusion)

Indianapolis—October, 2023   (This picks up right where the last post ended.)   …I suck until I get the load.  A noisy one.  And a big one.  Only then do I look down at who is on me.  It’s the furry guy.  He looks up and grins.  He gives my cock a gentle squeeze and says “Come to my room…” He grabs his towel and wraps it around his middle, tenting the fabric with his very hard cock.  I sling my towel over my shoulder and follow, my very hard cock waving back and forth wi

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Reuniting with Derrick and Jacob

West Michigan—May, 2021 It was a long time coming.   I was finally seeing Derrick and Jacob again.  Our last meet was in January of 2020.  And here it was May of 2021.  We’d had a play session scheduled for late March in 2020—but like so many things, we cancelled it as we all locked down for that first time.  It was great to see them.  I thought they looked well and rested.  We were certainly all hairier.  I know I had cut down on trips to the barber and my goatee was the fullest it ha

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A Slick and Sticky Surprise for Dave

My Playroom—April, 2022 The very next day after the second bookstore trip, Dave was coming to the playroom.  We’d had two hot sessions before the pandemic, but had lost touch.  He had sent me a text and asked about re-connecting.  I was more than ready to meet this self-described pig again…   I am leaning against the end of the fuck bench.  Dave is on his knees.  He looks great in his slightly stained white jock and black boots—flagging yellow on his socks.  His mouth finds my pou

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Bubble Butt at the Bathhouse

Indianapolis—October, 2023   It should not surprise any of my regular readers that I went back to the same bathhouse on my final day off in October.  I knew that it would likely be different than my last visit, but that was fine.  I stripped at my locker.  I added my new jock, put my boots back on, snapped the leather wrist band on my left wrist and tossed the towel over my shoulder…   I make a quick tour of the all three floors.  There are a few men sprinkled around the two

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Dropping a Load Before CLAW

Near Home—April, 2022 I was packing for my trip to CLAW for several days before I was to actually leave.  I was excited to return to a leather weekend.  Just the act of putting things in travel bags at the foot of my bed (toys, restraints, leathers) worked my cock up.  I knew I wanted to get off at least once more before I set off to Cleveland. So back to the closest bookstore I went.  I wasn’t about to waste my load with a wank…   The parking lot is full.  I take the last sp

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CLAW: Getting Off at the Bathhouse

Cleveland—April, 2022 (Picking up where we left off in the last post…) One door is open which does not have a man on all fours.  He is young, handsome and has a killer smile.  His black skin looks even darker as he reclines on the white sheet.  “Come in,” he gestures.  He sits up and in moments is giving me exquisite head.  He does my shaft, my balls and back again.  He loves when I fuck his face.  He pulls off me to catch his breath.  The gym and his hard work have given him a ma

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"Fuckin' Felch It!"

Indianapolis—November, 2023 I had one last day to myself before two heavy work days and the drive home.  The bathhouse seemed the logical place to go as I had had such a good variety of sex (and men) there.  I took off, driving into town, a slightly different way.  I got there a little earlier than somedays, just after noon. It was a Thursday.  A good number of cars were in the parking lot.  I got my locker and stripped down to jock, boots and wrist band.  I tucked the lube in the wais

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Loading Up Keshawn

Indianapolis—May, 2021 This was my final play in a very busy May. Keshawn had made the trip to my playroom three times—once in the old house and twice in the new.  I had loved going south to his birthday party, but I owed him a fuck on his own turf.  I had tried once in the winter to head south and icy roads had sent me home after only a handful of miles.  But now there was no problem to take the sling to him.  So I did…   I find his place easily.  He meets me at the door and

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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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CLAW: Bathhouse Free For All 2--Fucking to Shoot

Cleveland—April, 2022 (The night in the dungeon wing of the bathhouse continues from the previous entry.) There are now two asses, side by side, in the glory hole wall.  I fuck each of them—not for as long as I would like, as the holes are low in the wall for my long legs.  I do awkward knees bends as I rail each man.  But from the groans on the other side of the partition, they love getting fucked by an anonymous big cock. I find my friend Bob hanging around the sling we didn’t u

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"Stand Up and Fuck!"

Near Home—November, 2023   I was home now.  It felt good to be back.  But the combination of little sleep before the long drive—and then more driving after I shot every drop of cum into the Latino—left me really tried.  Add to that, my sinuses were acting up with the constant fluctuations of the weather.  I kept a low profile for a couple of day. I was ready to go again by the Thursday after my drive on Sunday.  I went to the bookstore, of course.  I’d been gone a month.  I wonder

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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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Return to the House Party: Beds, Slings and a Rimseat (Part One of Three)

Chicago—November, 2023   Once again, I was lucky enough to be invited by Zane, the young Scent Pig, to the big house party in Chicago.  (It always pays to fuck the host!)  The last one had been in August and was one of the very best group sex scenes of my life.  (After all, it took three full posts to chronicle it. I, II, III.)  I was excited.  I wanted to see Zane—and I knew I could get rid of the load that I didn’t get to shoot earlier in the week. I arrived in the late afternoo

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The Texan and the Naked Otter

Near Home—May, 2022 So after my so-so bookstore experience on a Saturday afternoon, I was back at my regular haunt on a Tuesday afternoon (really?).  Different men plus a different place equaled a different experience entirely…   The parking lot is full enough to be potentially interesting.  The straight theatre has a smattering of men and a horrid point of view movie.  I don’t even linger to get hard.  I go around to the gay theatre.  Only one man is there.  The movie here, too,

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Return to the House Party: Cum Everywhere (Conclusion--Third of Three)

Chicago—November, 2023 (This picks up right where we left off…) I am deep in anonymous ass.  This guy has been butt up, head buried under a pillow, for the whole party.  Men have fucked him all night.  It’s my turn.  His hole is wet.  He has good skills in milking cock.  But I do miss seeing his face respond to my fuck. Zane taps me on the shoulder. “I just got loaded.  You want it…???” I grunt an affirmative.  I pull out of the anonymous guy.  My hand goes to the back o

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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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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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