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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

A Busy Bookstore: Army Cum & The Exhibitionist On the Couch

Near Home—September, 2019 The last trip to the bookstore had been fun and varied.  I had met new men, likely for I had gone on a different day and time.   I repeated it again the next week.  Some fun.  Some odd…   My legs are splayed widely apart.  A man who called me by name, but who looks only vaguely familiar, is kneeling on the hard floor and sucking my cock as if it were the only one in the room.  It’s not.  Five men are jerking to what we are doing.  My sucker shows off for

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Cocksucker at the Glory Hole

Northwest Indiana—November, 2019 I fucked ass the night I lost my virginity.  But a huge part of my early sex life, especially with my long term partner, was oral sex.  I suck cock.  I love it.  I do it well.  I have a technique that seems to coax the cum out of most men.  But there are many sessions where it doesn’t happen. When I am expected to be in full Dom Top mode, working a man over with dick, fist and toys, I rarely even see their dicks, much less touch or suck them.  It wouldn

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"What Can I Do to Get You Off...?"

Near Home—June, 2021 I was just about to start a mini contract—but one that would allow me no time for play at all.  I wanted to take a few hours for myself—to empty my balls.  It was a Saturday night.  But I could not find a man to fuck online.  On any site.  So off I went to the bookstore…   It looks pretty dismal here, too.  The parking lot is fairly full, but the men must all be in the arcade.  In the straight theatre, there are two guys.  Both are sitting very close to the sc

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"Daddy, I Have to...Piss..."

My Playroom—September, 2020 We’d been talking online forever.  I was pretty sure that talk was all that this one would ever be—after all there was an almost 40 year age difference.  But we kept talking.  We loved the same things—  juicy, cumfilled fucks.  Loads shot down the throat.  And most of all piss—anywhere and everywhere. And then on the last day of the month, he asked to come to the playroom.  We talked about covid.  He never left his college apartment, where he lived alone, as

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Brown_Spice

Toronto—September, 2019   The next morning I crossed the bridge into Canada.  I saw four really good productions at the festival with no real thought of having sex on those days.  (Though I did see a fellow audience member with whom I had had a hot WS scene with years ago.  He did not show any signs of recognition at all.)  By the end of the week, I went on to Toronto, beating the traffic by getting into town before rush hour.  My host, as he’d been for my last few visits, was Ashok, w

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Short, But Damned Sweet

My Playroom—January, 2020 I got a message from a man I’d met at the bareback group that meets to the north of me.  We had played a little during the four hours of sex up there—but it was mostly his being fascinated with sucking my cock.  I couldn’t remember fucking him. And that I can’t remember if I slid into Henry’s beautiful butt or not is slightly odd as he’s one of the handsomest men I know.  He is just under six foot tall, gym worked out, in his early 40’s but doesn’t show it, an

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Weekend with the Professor, Day Three: Porn Stars

Chicago—October, 2019 After the great sex of the orgy, we should have slept better than either of us did.  But we were excited.   Sunday morning we were driving into Chicago for another round of fucking around with porn stars.  (If you need to be reminded of our other exploits in this area, hit the ‘Professor’ link at the bottom of this post.)  The Professor had been busy making arrangements.  There were to four men to join us at our motel on the north side of the city:  three who wer

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"Make Me a Fuckin' Whore..."

Lansing—October, 2021 I didn’t get off when I put Cute Boy through his paces on that Friday night.  (See the last post.)  On Sunday afternoon, I decided to go to the store that is combo of bookstore and bathhouse.  It was just what I needed…   We make eye contact before I can even sit down to watch some porn.  He is white, likely in his mid-40’s.  He’s tall, with a thin and toned physique.  He is wearing a ball cap of one of the state universities.  He can’t take his eyes off my c

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A Five Sex Pigs Rematch

Lansing—November, 2021 The couple who I last wrote about in ‘Five Sex Pigs and a Voyeur’ contacted me again at the end of November.  This time it would be just the couple, me and anyone I wanted to bring.  I took a long shot and asked Keshaw to make the long trek up here.  He jumped at the chance to play with them again.  By the time Keshawn had arrived at my house, I’d had a text from the hosts that their tatted friend from last time would be there, too.  It was now a Five Pig rematch

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"Swallow My Load, Too"

Rural Kentucky—February, 2020 Sometimes after great sex I am totally sated.  Sometimes great sex merely flips a switch and makes me want more.  I was sated as I hit the road home to Michigan after fucking Seamus and breeding the Professor.  However as the miles slipped by, I kept playing over the scenes from the night before.  I became aroused.  By the middle of Kentucky, I pulled off the highway and took the exit to an adult bookstore.  This place is, I think, the only business which

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"...Lick It Up, Fucker..."

My Playroom—December, 2020   We talked online all through November.  Soon we switched to text.  His pictures were certainly intriguing.  In his very early 30’s, he was a tall-ish bear with long hair, a full beard and tons of body hair.  I soon learned he had a fun sense of humor and was kinky.  Very Kinky.  He had come from India to a neighboring Great Lake state to pursue his post graduate degree.  He was finding few kink daddies in his college town before Covid.  And no one now.

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Working Over Jay

My Playroom—October, 2020   We found each other on AssPig.  We had talked for months.  Jay was young, early 30’s and terrifically tall and lean.  And hairy.  And, from his talk, a true pig.  And suddenly we were under the gun—he was moving west, far enough away that it would be hard to connect.  So we met…   I go up the stairs to the playroom.  I have sent him up before me.  I am in my leathers—as he asked me to be.  I open the door.  He is on his knees—looking up at me in an

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Whoring Out Don

Near Home—March, 2020 Well, I am back to writing up the first of the three encounters I had in March before we locked down.  (I still haven’t figured out how I am breaking the TWELVE WEEKS of no sex, but I’m working on it.)  At the top of March, Don came to my place without his partner Reid.  We thought about just using the sling—but while we talked, we realized that we both wanted to involve others.  We got in my car and headed to the bookstore closest to me.  It was a warm spring aft

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Testing His Limits

Near Home—August, 2019 Work went back to its usual hectic summer pace.  I could never again arrange my schedule to get away for a Sunday afternoon session as I did in the last post.  The next Friday night, my usual, brought a dismal time.  I did get a little head and gave some in return, but every time I started something, a young, gorgeous Black man would find us, strip down and jerk himself.  He showed off his glorious ass, his large-ish cock—and would not let anyone touch him.   But ever

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Sharing Braydon's Ass

My Playroom—October, 2019   After I shot my load in Braydon at the bookstore, (see the last entry, here) we sat together for a bit in the gay cinema.  He kept licking my spent cock—making sure I needed no other clean up before I pushed it all back into the stained white jock.  I told him that I was looking for another bottom for this couple I had coming over the next day.   Would he be interested?  Then I added the words…”And the top’s cock is even bigger than mine.” He agreed.  W

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Breaking Quarantine with Braydon (and Company)

I had no sex from the middle of  March to the end of August, 2020.  There are still posts and re-posts of hot times on the parent blog for those interested.  Here I am skipping to the next new playtime.     Kalamazoo—August, 2020 It was time to have sex again.  I knew it—and I knew I needed to do it with some thought.  I had not played since March 14.   But now, in late August, my intensive summer work schedule (made even more intense with figuring out how to keep working safely d

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Basement Sex Party, Part One: "You Can Always Tell Me to Stop…”

Indianapolis—November, 2021 Keshawn had been after me to attend a mostly monthly house party in Indy.  He loved it and was sure I would have a good time.  It worked perfectly for me to get down there at the top of November as I was about to do a short contract in that area. He told me to come to his house—and he would drive me to the group.  I could spend the night afterward at his place.  That sounded great. I arrived right on time.  He had left his door unlocked as he was still finis

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Three Scenes From an Orgy

Grand Rapids—June, 2021 It was time for the monthly sex group that meets to the north of me.  I took the chains to do the double-decker slings again, my fuck bench and the rim seat.  (Leather men never travel light…)  I got to the house about 30 minutes early and helped the host with the final set up.  He had been averaging 10 to 12 people a month after he started the group up again this spring.  This time, 17 to 20 men arrived, stripped and began to have sex on both floors of the house.

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Back to a Bookstore

South Central Michigan—December, 2020 My third meeting in December of last year was different.  I had been corresponding with a man on AssPig.  He wondered if I’d even been to the bookstore that had once been an old strip bar, fairly near my new home.  I told him I had, but not for a long time.  (I later checked back in these posts—it was 2015, so a long time indeed.)   He wanted to meet there.  He wanted more cock than just me. I hemmed and hawed as I responded.  I wasn’t sure I was r

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The Daddies and the Voyeur

Indianapolis—December, 2019 I wasn’t planning on going back to either of the bathhouses on this day off.  But the Bearded Blond Boy sent me a text.  He’d claimed me as his daddy for the duration of my stay in the Indy area.  He was horny and wanted my dick in his mouth and my tongue in his ass.  I said yes.  It felt so much easier than finding someone new online.   We arranged a time…and I went early.   The steam room is crowded.  The steam cycle has just finished so it’s slow goi

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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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Tongue, Pits and Ass: Two Scent Pigs Rut

Chicago—February, 2020 I met Zane last May at the Cum Union during IML.  Here is a snippet from that post about that meet: Instantly I am attracted to the hot ass jutting towards me from a cute 20-something man leaning on the shelf.  I go over.  He groans as I kneel behind him and begin rimming his fucked out hole.  He is dripping with load.  I clean him up—pushing some of it back into him. “Can you taste how busy I’ve been?”  he asks. I grunt something affirmative and drill

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"He's Jerking Off In Your Hole..."

West Michigan—January, 2020 I took a little time off after the group in Grand Rapids.  I did a quick head count of the number of men I had stuck my dick into at Fukdto, the bathhouse, the hotel party and the house party.  It was time for my yearly HIV test anyway, so I had the clinic do the entire battery of tests to make sure I wasn’t bringing anything home.  My dick thanked me for a little time off.  The moment that I got the all clear, I was off to see Derrick and Jacob. I had reall

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Weekend with the Professor, Day Two: Twelve Man Orgy

Grand Rapids—October, 2019 The next day, Saturday, the Professor arrived at my house to leave his car in my driveway.  We were road tripping up to the group sex gathering I attend in Grand Rapids.  He was excited.  The sex of last night had only made him want more.  I had taken him to this group once before.  He had been impressed with how well we all played together. I had booked a hotel.  We ate on the road, before checking in.  We had a lazy afternoon of napping and prepping.  I mad

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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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