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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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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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Loading Keshawn for his Birthday

Indianapolis—May, 2022 I came home from CLAW and self isolated for a week.  I was fine.  Tired, but fine.  It took until the end of that week to even feel horned again.  This proved to be perfect timing as Keshawn wanted to do something special for his birthday.  He had also invited a good looking man (who was a vers/bottom) so Keshawn could be his versatile self.  I liked the idea of the variety that this offered.  Devious scenarios played in my mind as I packed the sling and drove south.

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Loading a Ginger Pig for Others to Enjoy

My Playroom—June, 2022 I am a planner when it comes to sex.  I like to know ahead of time when and where—whether I am going to someone’s place or the man/men are coming here.  I am not a good guy for that late night text of:  “I’m horny—u still up?” But that statement is not in stone.  A man let me know he would be driving home from the west side of the state (after a slutty weekend in Saugatuck, I assumed) and was wondering if I was available on Sunday morning.  He let me know that he

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Kyle Gets His Gangbang

Jackson—March, 2023 Sometime in the middle of March, Kyle, the hairy transman I had been having fun with, decided he wanted to set up a gangbang at his home.  He had some regular tops who were excited by the idea and he asked if I would join them.  I said ‘yes.’  As these things often go, the tops began having other commitments as the date grew closer.  Finally, Kyle decided we’d just meet at the bookstore where I had first fucked him.  It held potential for other men (as his group had redu

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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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Kieran Asks For More

My Playroom—September, 2023   Kieran sent me a text.  He wanted to suck my cock.  And get pounded.  He is the bearded married man I met at the bookstore—and who has had two sessions in the playroom.   Those had given him just what he needed and he wanted more.  He had actually been asking to come over once a week since the last time.  For a variety of reasons, I couldn’t say yes to all the requests, but I did now, in the middle of September.  I knew I was going into a work gig, so

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Keshawn Takes Two

Indianapolis—March, 2023   After my bookstore adventure on Saturday, I drove to Kokomo to stay the night.  It was an easy drive into Keshawn’s the next morning.  I arrived right on schedule—and well rested.  I had brought the sling.  I was just beginning to set it up as another man walked up the steps and into the living room. Fred was around 35 to 40, white, and a big guy.  He told me that he had been bottoming for a long time and had just begun topping again.  He and Keshawn obv

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Keshawn Takes the Loads

Indianapolis—December, 2021 A few days after Christmas, I went to Keshawn’s home in Indy.   We both had an itch that needed to be scratched.  I took the sling. It rained heavily, all the way down, lightening up just enough when I arrived not to get myself fully soaked as I grabbed the bags from the car. I set the sling up behind the couch as Keshawn found us appropriate porn to fuck by—in this case An Epic Orgy with 14 men rutting in a bar.  (And featuring two men, Jake Morgan and Clay

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Keshawn Seeks My Brand of Covid Relief

My Playroom—October, December 2020 and January 2021 The number of Covid cases in Michigan in October was quite low.  I played more that month than any other in this horrible year, always talking a lot to my potential partners in how they were dealing with it all.  Being basically retired, I could also isolate myself after each meet and monitor things.  Keshawn has appeared a number of times in these pages.  But I have never used his name.  We met at CLAW one year in the middle of an or

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Keshawn Rides My Cock Again

Indianapolis—October, 2023   The very next day I drove to Indy to see Keshawn and meet his friend/fuckbud.  I made it there in good time, with less traffic around the city then usual.  I had not been able to pack the sling with everything else I had to take for the month of working.  So, with just my bag containing lube and jock, I went up the steps to his apartment…   We hug.  I learn quickly the third man has had to cancel.  I don’t find that a problem.  We strip down in hi

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Keshawn Rides My Cock

Indianapolis—July, 2022   Readers may remember my computer issues in July.  My computer was giving me fits for most of my time away from home.  One day it would work and on the next day two characters would appear with a single key stroke.  By the last full week of the month, I knew I had to replace it.  I asked Keshawn if he would go shopping with me.  He would. I arrived at his house.  Of course, we decided to fuck first…   “Did you bring the sling?” I have to adm

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Keshawn Makes Me Shoot Once Again...and Again...

My Playroom—July, 2023 The very next day I was at it again.  Keshawn wanted to meet before I started my work gig.  I had agreed, long before I scheduled the previous two sessions.  He volunteered to drive up to me.  He was eager.  Our session was scheduled for 2pm.  I kept getting progress reports.  He must have flown up I-69, for he was at my house 20 minutes early.  Earlier in the day, I had briefly wondered if I had any sperm left in my balls.  The hug I got as he came in set tha

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James Gets Creamed

My Playroom—January, 2023 I came home delightfully sated from my New Year’s Eve adventure.  I was not on the prowl for more sex anytime soon.  But I was pleased to get a text from James, the younger looking blond from that night.  He wanted more.  He really wanted my load—he was so sorry he had gone home before he got it.  We chatted on and off for most of the day.  By the first Friday of the new year, he was stripping in my playroom…   James tosses his clothes in the chair. 

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Jack Needs to Take a Piss

My Playroom—May, 2023   Maybe it was a good thing I didn’t get off at the bookstore, for the next day I got a text from Jack, the bearish man who has turned into such a fluid pig in my playroom.  He wondered if I had time for a meet in the next couple of days.  I did have the time—and I had balls I wanted to empty before my trip to Chicago.  We found a time and in less than 24 hours, he was at my door…   “I need to piss!” Jack announces as I open the front door.  “Which way i

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Jack Gets Wet--Inside and Out

My Playroom—November, 2022   Jack came back to the playroom on one of the last days of November.  He was the bear I had met at a bookstore and then used again in the playroom just a few days later.  I was more than ready to have another hot session with this burly pig…   Jack is naked when I come downstairs.  He kneels, fully erect and throbbing, at the base of the fuck bench.  I strip off my robe and toss it on the bed behind me.  Jack begins to nuzzle my full pouch.  I have

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Jack Brings a Cup of Cum

My Playroom—March, 2023   Sometime before I went off on my sex weekend (that included breeding Keshawn) I had heard from Jack.  He is the man around my age who is fairly new to gay sex—and is making up for lost time by embracing good pig play.  We set up a time to rut.  In the course of our texting, he told me he was eager and had done what I suggested.  ‘What was that?’  I asked in the next message.  And then I remembered, before I got his reply.  I had, in the course of my last

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It Had to Happen: Blogger meets Reader

My Playroom—August, 2023   I think we both knew it had to happen.  It was just up to him for when.  My prolific commentor, GaryM, finally took the big step to say he wanted to come to the playroom.  From all our banter in the comment section, I knew we liked the same things, so of course I said ‘yes!’  We settled on a day and time in the middle of the last full week of the month.  GaryM arrived on time—and was slightly nervous.   He is around my age, with a slender build and a bea

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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

Hogtying Declan

My Playroom—November, 2022   Declan, the young man in the military, who came to me in August to open his ass, needed another session.  We set one up, but his superiors changed his schedule and he had to cancel.  He was finally on my doorstep again on an evening in November.  He looked great:  just under 30 years old, tall—with a little extra weight and a whole lot of muscle. “I need to tell you, I’ve had nothing in my butt since you were in there.” “That’s a shame,” I told hi

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Hogtieing Ross

North of Home—June, 2021 I had had a couple of sessions with Ross, the man with the AMAZING rosebud, in his new home.  I was headed up for the third time at the top of June.  I took the sling, but I knew I wanted something a little different.  Last time, when I was face fucking him with his head hanging over the edge of the bed, I seemed to have awoken something very sub in his nature.  I packed accordingly… I have just finished setting up the sling and have stripped down to the now pr

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Harvesting Cum for Dave's Ass

Near Home—June, 2022 I came home from IML and self isolated.  At the end of the week, I had developed no symptoms of anything, sexual or respiratory.  I was sated.  I didn’t need sex for that whole week.  It was no hardship to just think about what I’d done—and what I was planning for mid-month. Dave, the man who willing took up his ass every load I’d collected at the bookstore (and frozen,) wanted to come back.  We agreed we wanted to play again, but not too soon so our play would sta

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Giving His Ass to ‘The Hemmingway of Filth’

My Playroom—December, 2021   We met on Asspig.  Very early in our conversation he typed that he had found the blog.  He gushed about it.  I hope he won’t mind that I quote him here: “Dang, Dude !  You are a great writer. Nice pacing, tone of voice, your prose moves right along with no awkward moments or fat. You write with real efficiency and clarity. The Hemingway of Filth! I read for over an hour. It was almost hypnotic.” I was flattered.   We set a date.  We had

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GaryM's Three Hour Play Session

My Playroom—February, 2024 I was so drained (in so many ways!) after the piss party, that I took some days off from looking for sex.  But I was ready to go again by the end of that following week; a good thing as GaryM was making another trip to the playroom. Friday morning, he sent a text saying he was on the road.  There was so little traffic and road construction, he was at my doorstep before the appointed hour.  He went down to the playroom to strip off while I did the same up in m

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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GaryM Brings His Toys

My Playroom—January, 2024   GaryM was coming back to the playroom for another session of wet fun.  I was looking forward to seeing him again.  I spent the evening before thinking about what new things we might try—or how to make things we’d done slightly different.  I went to bed, still musing over what we might do.  And it went on all night.  I would sleep for an hour and suddenly wake up—not even remembering what it was that woke me up.  After this happened three times, at ever
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