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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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Near Home—May, 2023   (You may want to read the previous post if you haven't.)   Rock was due in the playroom on Sunday.  I had cum collected for him on Thursday afternoon.  I spent Friday in a state of feeling that I could erect with the least possible hint of something sexual—or maybe even with a stiff breeze.  Saturday dawned and I awoke with a massive erection.  I thought about wanking (and saving the load for Rock) but by lunch time, I knew I needed to go back to the boo

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Lucking Into Just the Right Mix of Men

Jackson—January, 2023 During the third week of January, I was hit with a couple of cancellations.  The first guy (someone new to the playroom) didn’t bother to write or text me he wasn’t coming; he just left me hanging.  Then, in a week or so, he wondered why I was rather short with him when he wrote once again, horny and ready.  I did not reschedule. The second was Osvaldo.  We were going to meet at CumUnion as we had in the past.  He was not feeling well—and distressed, thinking he s

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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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Kyle Takes Two

Jackson—December, 2022 Kyle, the transman I met at the bookstore, gave me his number the day we met.  We compared notes enough to learn that he really liked showing off at a sex venue.  Work sometimes allowed him to get away for some play, but he wouldn’t know ahead of time.  I am not a great ‘drop everything for sex’ guy, but I agreed he should text me whenever he was headed this way for some more of my cock. On the last Friday of the month, I got a text from him.  I had just time to

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Kyle Needs It Long and Hard

Jackson—May, 2023 I got a text from Kyle, the Transman I have occasionally played with at the newly redesigned bookstore.  He was horny.  His texts, usually very succinct, were all about cock and cum and getting railed.  We talked about a date at my playroom, but it was obvious that more men would be better than just me.  As it is about halfway for both of us, we set a lunch time meet at the bookstore...   I get there first.  I don’t see his car in the lot.  But there is no waitin

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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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Jamal Craves my Tongue Once More (Part One)

Near Home—August, 2024   I saw Keith on a Monday.  He left me in a very happy, satiated state of mind.  But, of course, that changed by Thursday.  I needed to be on the prowl again.  I went to the remodeled, all-in-one-room theatre at my local bookstore…   I go through the door, closing it firmly behind me.  There are men sprinkled around the room.  Maybe eight.  I don’t bother to count until I sit.  I find there is a man in the shadowy corner, too, so I am the tenth man here

Invasion of the Strokers

Near Home—July, 2024   Once again, I went off to the bookstore closest to home—the one that had the drunk driver demolish the two theatres and where both screens are now in one room.  I have been watching how the men are reacting to slightly less privacy.  Some hate it, of course.  Others thrive on showing off.  Some are just shy about starting something…   There are four men in the room when I walk in.   I sit where I can see both screens with a simple turn of my head.  To m

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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Hitting the Target

Jackson—June, 2024 On the last trip to the Jackson bookstore, the one with the lounge that has become a full play area, I had noticed a flyer taped to the door.  It said that the second Saturday of every month a group met in the lounge.  I asked the cashier about it.  She told me it tripled her attendance on that day. I knew I had to check it out. I got there right after noon, with a packed lunch for later.  The parking lot was jammed.  I barely found a place to park.  I went in,

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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Giving Him the Load He Craves

Near Home—August, 2024   My gig work was starting to get in the way of my playing.  I carved out some time to visit my usual haunt on a Friday afternoon, late in the month.  This was the first step of a weekend of sex, as I was headed up to fuck Osvaldo the next day.  I knew that Saturday would be all about dick in ass…so I was hoping to get my dick sucked this Friday afternoon…   The parking lot has a handful of cars in it.  I go in, out of the heat of the August afternoon. 

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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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