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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

IML 2023: The Piss Party (Part 1)

Chicago—May, 2023   I woke late (for aging me) after CumUnion.  All that good sex had really helped me stay asleep.  Now it was breakfast and a cup of tea; a little writing and another cup of tea as I typed.  I began to piss regularly.  A very light lunch and a bottle of water followed.  I forced myself to drink one more cup of tea and suddenly it was time to get to the bar that hosts the piss party. It was an easy drive and I found free parking.  I’m actually early.  I talked to

IML 2023: CumUnion in the Hole, Part 2

Chicago—May, 2023   (Picking up where we left off…you may want to read the previous post if you haven't.)   …“I need to shoot,” says the man behind me.  I pull out and a bearish guy, around my age, just makes it into the hot, wet hole I’ve been fucking. He pulls out fast.  I go to my knees and taste the load. I fill my mouth with it and bring it up to young man.  I dribble it in at first and then our mouths meet in another kiss. We can’t seem to stop passi

IML 2023: CumUnion in the Hole, Part 1

Chicago—May, 2023   And here it was Saturday.  I woke up late—though the Horse Market had not been a particularly late night.  I was just tired from all that fucking.  I had a very late breakfast.  I thought about going into the leather market at the main hotel, but I just couldn’t face it.  Instead, I wrote up some notes about all the men I had plundered.  My phone went off.  It was Keshawn. I read the text—asking if I was excited about tonight.  Just the thought that I would be

IML 2023: Toy Play & The Horse Market

Chicago—May, 2023 I slept so well on Thursday night after unloading that large load in the motel cumdump.  Friday, I had a late breakfast and was not planning on doing anything as I was headed to another Horse Market that night.  I knew that I did not want to fuck at all during the morning or afternoon, keeping the entire reserve of my freshly-made-over-night seed for the mares. But Evan, the man who usually drives to my house from the burbs of Chicago, saw I was in town.  He was fine

IML 2023:  The CumDump

Chicago—May, 2023   I had decided to do three major events at IML this year—and to not stay at the host hotel.  All three events were in the northside gay area of Chicago, so why not stay there, too?  It made sense.  And it was cheaper than anywhere downtown, as the motel I reserved had free parking.  I could always go down to the Congress for the leather market or for late night revels.  I was happy with my choice to get out of the madhouse—and choose when to join the other leather fo

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

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

Rock Begs for All the Loads

My Playroom—May, 2023   {If you haven’t, you may want to read the two previous bookstore posts before this one, as the cum I collected is about to be used.}   Sunday, I checked in with Rock to make sure our meet would proceed as planned.  He was still eager and was hitting the road soon.  I went and put fresh towels under the sling and fuck bench—and another in the sling itself.  The water pitcher was placed on the cabinet, along with a mug for him.  The cum filled condoms we

More and More

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

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

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

The Bookstore Welcomes Me Back

Near Home—April, 2023   If there was a silver lining to being off the sex market for a time, it was that it coincided with a heavy work load for a contract I had accepted.  I wouldn’t have had the time or energy to play much anyway during the time the meds were taking care of things.  Once they were done (and a week to let them fully work) I finally went in search of some fun…   The parking lot of the bookstore closest to me is fairly full for a Saturday afternoon.  I buy my

Back to Reality

My Desk—April, 2023 I came home totally sated from CLAW and the Horse Market.  I was sorry that I hadn’t been able to stay longer at the leather weekend, but I was in the middle of a short-term contract that was taking up a lot of time.  I made some notes about the event and went back to work. But something felt off.   It was 10 days later—and after that wholesale fucking event, I wondered if I had brought something home with me.  On the same day, I got the usual group email from the o

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The Horse Market at CLAW

Cleveland—April, 2023 It was time for CLAW—Cleveland’s Leather Weekend.  But this year, I knew I wouldn’t be there for long.  With the contract I was working on (and a command to show up to the family Easter dinner) I had limited time away.  I chose to do the Horse Market, stay the night and perhaps play a little in the afternoon on Saturday before coming home.  Well, in the end the Horse Market satiated me completely.  If you have not heard of the Market, here is some background, from

Under the Suit & Tie

Near Home—April, 2023   It’s the first Saturday in April.  And I’m horned. I spent the day making a list of what I needed to pack for CLAW, the leather weekend in Cleveland.  It is the next weekend—and is taking place much earlier in the month than ever before.   I even dismantled the sling and got it into the duffle bag. And it left me with the slight ache in my balls.  I needed sex.  Now.  I ate a quick lunch and spent the afternoon at the nearest bookstore…   I p

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

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

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

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

Sex Weekend: Cruising towards Indy

Northern Indiana—March, 2023   My fuck bud Keshawn had invited me down to his place.  It’s a long drive, so I decided if I was seeing him on Sunday, I would just turn it into a sex weekend.  I decided I would look for some cock sucking the day before, stay the night closer to Indy and see him for our Sunday afternoon fuck.  It had been a long time since I’d cruised my favorite bookstore in northern Indiana, so it became my Saturday afternoon playground…   The parking lot is p

Filling Up Rock

My Playroom—March, 2023   Rock chatted with me on the fisting site.  He lived far enough away, that I honestly thought it was chat—and that we’d never meet.  I was wrong.  He liked all that I had to offer:  a big dick, patience with fist and a love of watersports.  We quickly found a date that worked for both of us.  On the appointed day, he was very conscientious about sending me the text I always ask for—which helps weed out flakes and helps me time the final set up of the playspace.

Circle Suck

Near Home—March, 2023   A Sunday afternoon, towards the middle of the month.  I went to the bookstore closest to me…    There are only a few cars in the lot.  I sigh.  I’m horny.  It’s been a full week since I have played.  I go in and exchange pleasantries with the young woman behind the counter.  I buy my ticket, piss and go into the straight theatre.  I’m surprised.  There are four guys here—one more than there were cars out in the lot.  I sit against the side wall as the

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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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“You Think He’d Fit Inside You?”

Near Home—March, 2023 I started the month off with a trip to my usual bookstore—but it was not my usual type of visit.  I happened on some different type of play.  Yes, there is some straight sex happening in this post.   Well, there is a good gay twist…If this doesn’t work for you—you might want to skip this entry.    It is a Thursday afternoon.  I was quite sated from the back-to-back days of Evan and Zane (both so different, yet both fun.)  I am going, frankly, to suck some coc

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The Scent Pig: "I'm So Full..."

Chicago—February, 2023 The next morning, Evan had to jump in the car and take off to see some friends.  I had to hit the road, too.  I was going to Chicago to see my favorite furry scent pig, Zane.   He came to my house in September, so I was more than pleased to be asked to his house, while his housemates were away. It was an uneventful drive into the city; the best kind to have.  Being a Saturday, I lucked out on traffic and got to his house in the middle of the afternoon.  We talked

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