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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

The Banker and the Greek

Near Home—September, 2024 The post today is slightly different.  It is not something I experienced, but a scene I watched play out during the trip to the bookstore that I detailed in the last post—where the fun cocksucker was working the room.  If you haven’t read it, you should read it before this one.   The fun cocksucker has just gone down on me.  My attention is on him.  I am watching the back of his head move on me.  But eventually, I scope out the room.  Across from me is a

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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

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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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

Reunion With Ross: "Try for a Double"

North of Home—January, 2024   It is likely that I picked up my cold at either of the two visits to the bookstore on Dec 31 or January 1.  I felt lousy and had a nose that wouldn’t stop running (unless you counted the evenings in bed where all that mucus slid down my throat instead.)  I worried that I would have to cancel my planned meeting with Ross. Sometime after I got back from New Jersey, we had set up a date for January 6.  I looked back in the blog and found that we had not

Evan Goes Through the Toy Shelf

My Playroom—February, 2024 Evan wanted to re-connect.  We had not seen each other since IML this last May.  Usually, he drives in from his home in the burbs of Chicago.  We have a good stretching session before dinner which is baking in the oven as we play.  He spends the night in the playroom and heads out, his ass reminding him all the way home, just how much abuse it took. He loves my dick and fist—but he really is about the toys.  He loves how they stretch his ass differently than

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FelchingPisser in Fisting

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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FelchingPisser in Fuck Buds

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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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

Three Men and a Dick

Near Home—September, 2024   After the great asses of the last post, I wanted more.  I went back just a few days later, looking to see who was around.  It was a Saturday afternoon.  This time it wasn’t great butts on offer, but some amazing throat skills that left me very happy…   I park and as I’m headed to the entrance, I’m stopped by one of the busiest cocksuckers here.  He leans in to me and says: “There’s a guy here you need to let do you.”  “Oh?” “He’s sitting

Two Rants Disguised as a Trip to the Bookstore

Near Home—August, 2023 My furry fuck bud (and fellow scent pig) Zane had invited me to Chicago for a massive house party.  I was excited and ready for one.  But it was at the end of the week.  By Tuesday, just thinking about going, was driving me up the wall.  I knew I needed to empty my balls.  I ate an early lunch and went to see what trouble I could find at the bookstore nearest me…   I start, as usual in the straight theatre.  There is a man a little older than me sitting abou

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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

"Put It In My Ass!"

Near Home—August, 2024   After the long weekend of the piss party, I was quite content until the next Thursday.  Of course, I took off to the bookstore.  I was really enjoying the new space—and other men were getting more and more comfortable playing in it.  It was also attracting new men.  I arrived, right after lunch…   I settle into what has become my favorite chair—where, with just the turn of my head, I can view either screen.  I take out my dick.  Almost instantly I get

"I'd Love You to Suck Me..."

Near Home—August, 2024   The day after I saw Jake, I woke up knowing that I needed a totally different kind of play.  (How many times on these pages have I said I love variety?)  So, totally unsurprisingly, after a day of hard fucking with tongue, dick, hands and toys.  I wanted a prolonged oral session.  I didn’t care if I got it or gave it.  And Sunday afternoon at the closest bookstore was likely a good place to find it…   I close the door to our new all in one space.  I s

"Stand Up and Fuck My Face!"

Near Home—January, 2024 I woke up on New Year’s Day, after the marathon of sucking at the bookstore the day before, with a raging hardon.  I hadn’t shot myself while working so hard to get off the guy who reminded me of Robert Mitchum.  The moment I poured boiling water over my tea bag, I knew I was going back.  I guessed the place would have low attendance, but it would just take one mouth or ass to do the job…   I arrive right after lunch.  There are actually a few cars in the l

Muscle Ass and the Power of Piss

My Playroom—April, 2024   Muscle Ass, the hot man working a contract in my area, was back for another few days.  Between his work schedule filling his days and the gig I was doing on most evenings; we were forced to meet for another late-night session.  We met on a Wednesday.  We chatted a bit.  He told me about an encounter he had the night before where he was fucked in the cab of a semi-truck by not one, but two drivers.  Repeatedly, as both were multi-cummers.  Hearing how awas

Leather Jacket

Near Home—October, 2023   I was horned.  I had made a date with Kieran, the bearded married man who gives me his ass (but is a driven cocksucker) to meet in the playroom.  He was late.  Finally, I got a text.  His pickup was not running and he was still working on it.  Damn!  I know him well enough that it was not some excuse to get out of the hook up.  In fact, we agreed to meet the next day if he could get it working.  But what was I to do with my afternoon?  Go find someone for

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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

Fornication Weekend: FP Shows It Off

Rural Tennessee—June, 2023 Friday was bright and cloudless.  I started my day in the communal shower, where I always found some good eye candy.  Breakfast was now served up at the lodge, so anyone who had a room there or at either of the annexes gathered in the dining area for our morning meal.  It was only disconcerting to share a table with the porn guys for about half a second.  Soon enough, we talked about anything and everything. I went home and made notes about the day before—and

Keith Wants to Experiment

My Playroom—August, 2024 Keith couldn’t stop thinking about the play party he hosted at his house in July.  (It was so much fun, I wrote it up in two parts,.)  He wanted to come back to the playroom.  I cleared a spot for him on my calendar.  He arrived, right on time. I was already naked but for jock and boots, with my robe thrown over it all.  He stripped down in the playroom, folding his clothes neatly until he was naked but for athletic socks, as the concrete floor was cool.  We ch

"Do You Want a Mouth on That?"

Near Home—March, 2024   You just never know.  When you are visiting a bathhouse or bookstore you can never predict what is going to happen. Who will be there?  Will they want to play?  It can be part of the fun, when things work in your favor, or it can be a frustrating waste of time.  (But I would still rather go where men are lurking then sit at my computer and try to lure them into playing.) I had been doing a lot of fucking with Muscle Ass and at the small group up in Grand Ra

Fornication Weekend 2024 Part Four: The Amateur Shoot

Timberfell Resort—June, 2024 Friday was another hot day.  I stayed at the motel for the morning and wrote up the post which became Hitting the Target.  After hitting the publish button, I made some tea and went to the campground.  I was hydrating as there was a piss party scheduled in the shower area near the pool.  It ended up being cancelled, which was just as well; no matter how hard I tried to hydrate, it all came out in sweat with the temperatures in the high eighties, touching 90 by m

Teddy Takes My Fuck Bud

Near Home—April, 2024   Teddy, a load taker I’d met recently at the bookstore, who could rival Braydon in skills and stamina, sent me a text on a Thursday morning in mid-April.  Could he come to the playroom?  I had given him my number after our first fuck.  I had stressed that I was a planner—I could rarely just drop everything going on in my life for instant sex.  I told him I couldn’t that day, as I had an important meeting that afternoon.  He understood. Within thirty minutes,

I Break My Rule with Muscle Ass

My Playroom—February, 2024   Tuesday, the day after our meet, Muscle Ass and I sent each other a lot of texts.  He wanted to come back that night, as he was in Michigan for such a short time.  I told him I had a rule about not playing with men more than once every two weeks.  (It really is more like once a month, unless I bump into you at the bookstore.)  We kept chatting.  And we both got hornier.  Finally, I gave in.  I told him I knew I would be too tired after my evening of work to

Taking Turns at the Sling

Lansing—March, 2024 After the mutual oral play at the bookstore, I was left wanting more.  A lot more.  The next day was Saturday.  I had not been to the bookstore-that-is-almost-a-bathhouse in quite some time.  I thought it was likely to be far busier than my local bookstore.  I drove north and arrived in the early afternoon…   I am sitting watching porn.  Stroking.  I have locked my winter jacket in one of the lockers available to those who bring a padlock.  I have made a tour o

The Reward: A Mammoth Load

Near Home—May, 2024 So, after the Monday bust at the bookstore that I detailed in the last post, I knew that at least I had good sex coming.  Kieran, the married bear who is such a good cocksucker was scheduled for Wednesday.  But he cancelled, citing that he had to help his son.  Well, ok, there was also the newbie, who needed his hole opened and was so horny about piss, due in on Thursday.  But suddenly his work got in the way of that.  Cancelled—and after some texting saying he wanted to

A Late Night with Muscle Ass

My Playroom—February, 2024   He found me on BBRT.  We quickly progressed to text.  He was from out of state and working in Michigan.  He wanted to be used hard.  As we chatted, it became obvious we were a good fit.  He loved the idea of my playroom over his hotel bed.  He loved the blog and couldn’t wait to be in it.  He chose his blog name himself:  Muscle Ass. He arrived right on time for an evening of hard use…   Muscle Ass is Italian and well built.  His arms look hu

Night of the Long Dicks (A Cummy Conclusion)

Grand Rapids—March, 2024 (Picking up where we left off…see the previous post) The moment I say it, coming up from licking the Host’s ass, Latin Top pulls him around by the hips and sinks his long dick into him.  The Host groans out his pleasure.  Tall Top slides into the Young Cub.  I am still on my knees from rimming the Host.  Latin Top’s ass is right there.  Careful not to break his rhythm, I make my tongue connect with his hole on the back stroke.  He grunts his approval, and even

Still Looking

Jackson—August, 2023 After the very mixed bag of sex that I wrote about in the last post, I was still wanting to get off before the big house party.  The very next day, I went to the bookstore with the remodel—hoping to find the release I needed…   I arrive right around 11:30 am.  I like the lunch crowd here (and I’ve packed mine into the cooler for later.)  The parking lot has a few scattered cars in it.  Two of them have men sitting in them—waiting to see who goes in.  I walk pa

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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

Four Becomes Five

Grand Rapids—July, 2024   On the last Saturday of the month, I went north to the house party I always enjoy.  I packed the rimseat…though it never got used…   We are stripping downstairs in the living room.  The host, a short thin man with an infectious smile, is explaining that something went wrong with his emailed invitations.  He tells us he sent them out three or four times.  I tell him I had only got one—and just a few days ago.  The others agree.  Which explains why the
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