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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

"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

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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

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. 

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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

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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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

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

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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

IML 2023: The Piss Party (Part 2)

Chicago—May, 2023   (This picks up right where we left off in the last post…)   Tall Guy with Tats is on his knees.  He is sucking and drinking from two guys at the same time.  I add mine to make it three.  He gives all the cocks and all the piss streams equal time.  Afterwards, the men move away, I help him to his feet.  We kiss.  I get a taste of the three mixed loads. “I think,” I whisper in his ear, “it’s time for that piss fuck…” He agrees and we go to the slin

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

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FelchingPisser in Fuck Buds

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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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

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

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FelchingPisser in Fuck Buds

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

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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

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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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

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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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

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