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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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Kink At the Bookstore: Hours 4 & 5

Lansing—February, 2020 (This picks up right where the last post left off…) I need to stretch my legs after sucking the load out of the man with porn on his phone.  I walk the length of the building to the big screen gay area.  I sit in the shadows against the back wall and take my cock out.  I take a long drink from my water bottle—for a moment it brings the taste of the last man’s cum to life before it washes it all away.  My cock stands back up—and I lean back in my chair, shutting m

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Kink At the Bookstore: Hours 2 & 3

Lansing—February, 2020   (This picks up right where the last post left off…)   As the well hung foot licker struts out the door, I roll over and grab my sock.  My toes are still very wet.  There is a roll of paper towel on a table under the screen, so I hop over to it and rip off a couple of sheets.  As I sit and dry my foot, a series of hot men stream in and out of the room, never pausing on their hunt for cock or ass. Once fully dressed again, I go out looking myself. 

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Kink At the Bookstore: Hour 1

Lansing—February, 2020 Zane, the scent pig, had invited me back for a big sex party in Chicago at the end of the month.  By the middle of that last week of the month I became so horned I knew I had to blow a load before that event.  I had just been to my usual bookstore with Braydon, so I headed a little farther away to the half bathhouse/half bookstore.  I was there for just under five hours.   I arrive right after lunch.  The parking lot is nicely full.  I am buzzed into the dar

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Inspired By the Porn

Near Home—September, 2022 I has a work project near Indy, and I didn’t have any sex for the two full weeks.  There was simply no time.  The day I got home from my travels, I knew I had to blow a load.  I checked to see how my area of Michigan was faring with the new Mpox health emergency.  There were no cases in my county.  Not foolproof, but I knew I’d take my chances, even as I continued to let my vaccination mature.  I went to my usual bookstore—where men seemingly weren’t playing in big

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In the Dark Room

Lansing—March, 2023 As March came to a close, I realized I really wanted to cruise/play somewhere different.  I thought about heading back to northern Indiana, but that seemed to involve too much travel time to justify the play.  Instead, I decided to head to Lansing—far enough away that it would be all different men, but close enough to get home for dinner.  I also wanted that sex club atmosphere of this particular venue.  Plenty of porn stations, but also slings, gloryholes and benches ap

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In the Dark Corner Behind the Door

Near Home—September, 2023   You never know what you will stumble on when you go to the bookstore.  (That is certainly some of the attraction for me.) It was the first Sunday afternoon of September, and it proved to be a visit where everything fell into place—and I got to indulge in so many of the things I love to do…   The parking has a quite a few cars in it.  A good sign.  I go into the straight theatre and sit along the wall.  I unbutton my pants and pull out my hardening

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Hunting for Cum for Rock

Near Home—May, 2023 Sometime after CLAW I heard from Rock, the young man I’d met on the fisting site, but our play been all about cock, cum and piss.  He now wanted more of all that.  Was I available?  We set the date, both of us excited to see each other again. Rock’s arrival was in a week’s time.   I remembered him telling me he was open to other men using him as I directed.  I knew that wasn’t going to be easy to arrange, but I thought I might do the next best thing.  I got into my

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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

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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

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Good Things Come/Cum to Those...

Near Home—March, 2024   My dick wouldn’t lie down.  Why else would I go to the bookstore the very next night?     The parking lot is near empty.  It’s a Saturday night.  This place, before Covid, used to be packed at this time.  I go in anyways.  I am alone in the straight theatre.  Jerking, rather contentedly.  The door opens.  It is the Minute Man.  The man who cums in under a minute, usually the moment he puts his dick in my mouth.  He nods, unzips, huffs poppers

Giving Them What They Want

Jackson—March, 2022 It’s always nice to be wanted. The Cub who took my load in February, after a marathon of bookstore sex, sent me a text.  He was hoping I could breed him again at the bookstore.  It was a Saturday morning when I got his message.  I knew I was going to play somewhere that day, so it was an easy decision to say ‘yes’ to him.  We set a time.  We both wanted to play at the same place in Jackson, with its many screens of porn.  I quickly packed a lunch for later and hit t

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Fucking On the Road Home

Northern Indiana—November, 2023   I was headed home.  It had not been a long contract, but I was eager to sleep in my own bed and to not fight for space in the communal kitchen during meal times.  I was up early on Sunday.  Too early, but I packed and got the car loaded with out disturbing the others living in the apartment. I hit the road—and it was foggy.  Densely foggy.  I was not about to try to drive on the interstates.  I took back roads, which were all but empty.  As the su

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Fucking Braydon with an Audience

Near Home—February, 2024 Braydon, the cub who loves to share his hole, wanted to meet.  We couldn’t decide whether to use the playroom or hope for some willing men at the bookstore.  Our love of sharing his hole won.  We met at the bookstore, in the straight theatre, around 2pm…   I am sitting against the wall.  Opposite me is a man stroking to the porn.  He has pulled his cock low, so he is jerking, with his cock pointing to the floor, so I can’t see it.  A man sits next to him a

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

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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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Four On the Floor

Near Home—September, 2023 It took a few days to get horny again after sending GaryM home with the seven loads from the devil’s dick, one fresh load and a ton of piss, all deep in his ass.  But I did.  I went to the bookstore on the next Saturday afternoon, a day on which I don’t go as often.  But I wanted to see if there were fresh faces there on a different day…   I go into the straight theatre.  I sit in the cocksucker’s seat.  In moments, the air is electric with potential sex.

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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

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Finishing the Job

Near Home—May, 2023 I have two meets in May to write up before we get to my IML reporting.  Here is the first.  It was just a quick trip to the bookstore—wanting to drop a load before I went to Chicago…   It’s a Saturday afternoon.  The sun is bright through the windshield of my Focus.  I park between two huge pickup trucks in the partially full lot.  I go into the dimly lit store, buy my ticket and go into the even darker straight theatre.  It takes me a moment to see there are s

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Fingering His Ass

Near Home—September, 2023   A Friday afternoon at the end of the month—and I’m bored. So, it’s off to the bookstore…   I am sitting off to the side in the straight theatre.  The shaved head man (who usually works the room with his partner, both sucking as much cock as possible) approaches.  He is on his own today.  He gives me five minutes of great head—a great warm up for a busy afternoon.  Just as I feel he wants to move on, a man who has to be over 70 approached me.  He’s

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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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Filling Braydon with Cum

Near Home—November, 2023 It’s the day before Thanksgiving.  I was in the kitchen, making my contribution for the family dinner.  I suddenly put down the Pyrex measuring cup and knew I needed to get off.  I’d thought about it occasionally during the morning, but put it out of my mind.  Now I knew I needed to lighten my balls and be in a better mood around my cousins on the morrow. I finished up quickly, changed my clothes and got in the car.  I had second thoughts halfway there.  I knew

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Excellent Head and a 'Cheap Whore'

Jackson—March, 2023 E   The parking lot is very full.  I pay for my ticket and go into the lounge.  Many of the clientele here had resisted the change to the venue by staying home this last month—but they seem to be out in force today.  Sex is happening in one of the glory hole booths and behind two of the curtained cabanas.  Men are seated in the various areas, jerking themselves or groping at the mound of flesh under their trousers.  I sit on the comfortable couch where I can se

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Every Last Drop

Jackson—October, 2023   On the evening of the last post, I went to bed horned.  As I was stripping down, I considered starting a new devil’s dick, but, dammit, I wanted to do some live breeding or feeding.  The moment I woke up the next morning I knew I was going to have sex—or at least look for it.  I went in search of it to the bookstore with the new play area of cubicles, gloryholes and the medical exam table.  I timed my arrival for just after lunch.  It was a Sunday and I had no i

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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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Cocksucker's Paradise

Near Home—October, 2022   It was the last Saturday of October.  I had the night off from a temporary gig I was working.  I thought about going to one of the bigger sex venues to ‘celebrate’ Halloween, but in the end, I saved money and time by going to my usual haunt.  No costumes.  Just horny men…   As I park the car, there are very few spots.  Always a good sign.  I go in, pay—and sit in the straight theatre.  It is packed.  The last Saturday I was here I had been just about

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