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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

From One Extreme to the Other

Near Home—July, 2023 I had had such a good time on the Sunday afternoon at the bookstore, (written up in the last post) I went back at the same time the next week…   I sit in my favorite seat on the straight side, against the back wall.  The first person through the door is the same older Black man from last week.  He grins.  He wants more.  He unzips and I go to work.  He is rampant.  I am still sitting and remember that going to my knees gave me a better angle.  I do it.  But no

Helping Fulfill a Fantasy

Near Home—July, 2023 I had a brief work gig that kept me from playing for two weeks.  Fortunately, my return to the bookstore, on a Sunday afternoon in late July, was worth the wait…   I am in the cocksucker’s seat in the straight video theatre, but I’m not doing any sucking.  Yet.  The movie is good and the perpetual traffic through the door leads me to believe that it will be a fun day.  I stroke.  Lots of guys eye my cock, but no one makes a move. A very large white man co

Restraining Jake to Work his Hole

My Playroom—July, 2023 I heard from Jake, a longtime fist bud.  Readers likely remember him from all those pictures of his testicles flattened in his ball crushers which he brings with him.  Jake suddenly had tomorrow off.  I usually like to plan a little more in advance, but I had the time and I told him so.  After all, we had not seen each other for a number of months. He arrived a little late—not like him at all.  But it seems like half the roads in Michigan are having some sort of

Pointing Up and Pointing Down

Near Home—July, 2023   The bookstore I go to so frequently has many regulars. They seem set in their habits, too.  If you go on, say, a Wednesday afternoon, you can be fairly sure you will know a handful of men from the previous Wednesday.  We are creatures of habit after all.  So, mid-month, I decided to go at a different time and day.  And I found an entirely new collection of men…   I sit by the wall in the straight theatre.  There is a blow job being given from the man in

"Unless I Sit on Him"

Near Home—July, 2023   It took me a couple of days to get horned again after the piss party on Saturday night.  By the next Tuesday afternoon, I went to the bookstore nearest to me.  There were a few cars in the lot, but not many.  I still enjoy that feeling of anticipation you get as you walk in—wondering who is there and what you will find…   The straight theatre is all but empty.  One man, sitting alone and near the screen, is certainly there for the video, even the one th

Piss Party Trio

Chicago—July, 2023 I had loved my play with the man I christened Tall Guy With Tats at the IML piss party.  As July rolled around, TGWT sent me a text.  We had both missed the June event as it had been shifted from the usual second Saturday of the month.  He now wanted more—Did I?  I sure did.  We both agreed we’d be at the July group.   I got into the city in good time and even managed to find free parking.  I began to tank up on water as I sat in my car.  Just before 5pm, I went

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

"Like I'm In Some Damn Porn Flick..."

My Playroom—July, 2023 I had a lot of sex in early July.  It reminded me of what I was like a couple of decades ago.  The very next day, after my breeding the young man in his apartment, I got a text from the bearded guy who had gotten me off in the bookstore.  We had exchanged numbers as we left that day.  (If you want a refresher, he appears in “Do You Think I Can Take It?”) Kieran was eager.  He loved oral sex, but he really wanted to feel me go up his ass after he had sat next to m

"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

Cock and Fist in D & J

West Michigan—July, 2023 When we met in November last year, Derrick and Jacob and I all agreed we needed to get back to a schedule of seeing each other more often.  Pre-pandemic, we were seeing each other almost once a month.  But changes in their health, lots of travel and my odd schedule prevented it from happening.  I was really pleased when we set up a time at the top of July when everyone was available and eager. We sat in the living room of their beautiful house, sipping tea and

Five Men

Near Home—June, 2023   On the last day of June, I went to the bookstore nearest my home.  I wasn’t expecting much more than some head as I watched porn.  You just never know…   I am sitting in the cocksucker’s seat, stroking.  There are plenty of men here.  But they just seem to be walking back and forth between the two theatres, never settling in one or the other to do anything.  The door opens and a thinnish white guy, likely in his late 40’s, enters.  He stands n

Hot, Then Not

Jackson—June, 2023   Sex is not always perfect.  I report when it goes bad, too.   It was the Wednesday at the end of the month.  The middle of the week had, in the past, proved a fun day at the bookstore—the one that had gone through a recent renovation to its playspace.  There always seemed to be lots of men around the various viewing stations, secluded cubicles or glory hole booths.  If I was lucky, I’d find a guy to show off his ass on the medical exam table. As I ar

"Do You Think I Can Take It?"

Near Home—June, 2023   A Sunday afternoon at the bookstore towards the end of June…   It’s a bright afternoon.  And hot.  I can’t wait to get out of my hot car and into the cool building. I lock up, pay my admission and go sit in the cocksucker’s seat in the straight video room.  My sex life in the last few weeks has been mostly fucking, so I am certainly ready to suck some dick.  There is only one man in here.  He is way off to the side.  He is watching the sex on the screen

Pissing and Rimming Brent

My Playroom—June, 2023   I received an email in my felchingpisser account.  The sender said he’d met me at a Cum-Union quite some time ago.  He told me that I ate the three or four loads he’d taken out of his ass and fucked him with what little cum was still in his hole.  He’d been thinking about me a lot lately—and he wanted to meet. I have to say, the incident had all the hallmarks of me, but I couldn’t picture the man.  We quickly switched to text.  He sent me a face shot.  I r

Pride Week Orgy

Grand Rapids—June, 2023   In early June, I got the email I had been hoping to receive.  The house party, the one I have written about so often, was back on schedule.  The host asked if I could bring the three main pieces from my playroom—as he was expecting a crowd.  It was Pride weekend, so a number of guys got too busy, but I was very happy with the nine of us who showed up.   I head upstairs.  There are two rooms here—one with a bed and my fuck bench—and the other with the

"You Fuck Me Just Right"

Near Home—June, 2023   I came home from Fornication Weekend feeling very sated.  But, of course, in a couple of days, my balls really needed to be emptied.  None of my regulars were available mid-week.  And, frankly, sitting in a cool, dark place stroking to porn sounded rather attractive on this unseasonably hot June day…   The parking lot this afternoon is about half full.  I go in and pay my admission, piss and head into the straight theatre.  I interrupt a blowjob happeni

Fornication Weekend: The Last Hurrah

Rural Tennessee—June, 2023 I slept really well after the Fornication main event.  All that sex finally knocked me out so I could stay asleep all the way through the night.  I woke to rain.  Not as hard as the rain on my arrival day, but it was a steady stream coming down.  I showered and then breakfast was delivered to me in my room as many of the guests had left. There was not much on the schedule that day.  It started with the ubiquitous pool party.  There was a Best Butt contest (so

Fornication Weekend: The Party Continues (Conclusion)

Rural Tennessee—June, 2023   (This picks up right where we left off…) The porn guys are in the tent.   And suddenly there is sex happening everywhere.  The regular guys are beginning to lose their inhibitions.  Some still only watch—but many, many more are now playing in the slings, at the table or just on their knees. While I am helping the guy with the long beard and the very white ass out of the sling, I notice a young, well built Black guy.  He is mid 30’s and shirtless,

Fornication Weekend: Ray's Demo--and the Main Event (Part One)

Rural Tennessee—June, 2023   Saturday dawned bright and clear.  Which was good, as it was a busy day.  The pool was packed with day trippers here for the main event that night.  The group of young content creators began filming up by the main party tent—on and around the heavy construction equipment used in the camp renovations.  I kept tabs on their fucking as I made various trips to the tent with various pieces of my sling and rimseat.  Ray had agreed with me—you can never have too m

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

Fornication Weekend--The Set-Up

Rural Tennessee—June, 2023 Somewhere in the middle of IML, I made the decision to go to my second Fornication Weekend.  Last year, in Georgia, I had had a blast fucking with like-minded men and pornstars; indulging in a long weekend of sex and fellowship.  (If you need a reminder of my time there, hit the Fornication button in the label cloud.) Pornster Ray Dalton’s brain child comes in two forms.  The Fornication Party is held in a number of mostly southern and western states and is a

"Here's Some Ass For You!"

Near Home—June, 2023 It was Sunday.  I was expecting a regular.  He let me know he was having nasty clean out issues and felt he should cancel.  I thanked him for being honest—but was still horned from the things I had hoped to do to / with him.  I knew it would not be as much fun, but I went to the local bookstore to see what trouble I could get into…   The moment I walk into the straight video theatre all eyes are on me.  There are half a dozen men here—and they seem restless. 

Gym Built's Balls

Near Home—June, 2023 After all the ass of IML and then another hot butt in my playroom, I wanted a session that was more oral—either on me or by me.  So off I went, on the first Friday afternoon of June, to the bookstore closest to me…   It’s crowded.  Both the parking lot and the straight cinema.   I sit by the side wall, but with a good view of the room as well as the screen.  There are about eight men in the room.  Three are openly jerking to the rather nasty European anal porn

Davis Returns to the Playroom

My Playroom—May, 2023 I came home tired, but exhilarated, from a really great IML.  (I do think I was not as tired as I would have been had I stayed in the host hotel with all it’s 24/7 temptations.)  I was not planning on playing those last three days of May, but I got an intriguing email. Davis, a man who came to me for kink play that he could not find anywhere else, made three trips to the playroom in 2021—and then disappeared.  He was back at his parent’s home for a visit.  Could I

IML 2023: The Piss Party (an Addendum)

Chicago—May, 2023   There is another story from the piss party.  One that didn’t make the cut.  After all, in a room crowded with around 70 men for four to five hours, I couldn’t possible see everything or even remember it all if I did—and it would take up way too many pages of the blog.  I always write what were the highlights for me during a big event. But—the moment I handed in my clothes to the coat check otter I went to the bar to fill up my water bottle.  Everywhere the
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