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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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Pig Cody Gets Wet in the Playroom

My Playroom—October, 2019 My busy summer work went on longer than usual this year.  I couldn’t get the playroom set back up until October.  It was worth the wait, for I had the perfect man to celebrate the re-opening.  Cody was from a neighboring state—and had visited the area two years before.  (You will find that entry, A Visiting Pig in a Cheap Motel, here.)  This time, he agreed to come a little farther and experience the playroom as he wanted to get wet…   He is right on time

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What You Can't See

Near Home—September, 2019   Work had eased, though my nights were still busy and my house still full of co-workers.  The next time I could sneak away, I was back to the bookstore in the middle of the week.  It was an afternoon so there was a different crowd.  And each encounter was slightly different than usual.  Just what my cock craved…   I am in the straight cinema.  It was bright enough outside in the parking lot to make the room feel really dark as I come through the doo

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My Sunday Afternoon: Jacob Hogtied & Derrick Piss Fisted

West Michigan—October, 2019 I needed a session with Derrick and Jacob.  I would be out of Michigan for all of November and December and needed one of our long involved fuckfests to tide me over.  To change things up a little, I packed my wrist and ankle restraints with the hog tie clip.  I had used them on Jacob (who loved them) when we played without Derrick. If you missed the post, it is here.  On that occasion we had sent him pictures as I used his boy.  This time he could take the pictu

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Weekend with the Professor, Day One: Sleazy Bookstore Sex

Near Home—October, 2019 The end of October proved to be really, really good.  The Professor was coming to town.  We hadn’t seen each other for almost two years.  (He has his own label in the cloud of topics, if you need to be reminded of my exploits with him.)  We kicked around a number of dates and settled on a weekend where we could really pig out for three days play in three different venues. The Professor arrived on Friday and checked into a local hotel.   We thought about just usi

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A Fisting New Year's Eve: Used Holes and One Virgin One

North of Me—December, 2021 As I sat down to type, it felt a little odd to be writing up New Year’s Eve for today’s post in late February, but as I look back I realize it is right in line with other years.  Since I started the blog, there has almost always been 6 to 8 weeks from the sex to the writing of the sex.  I do like some time to elapse before writing.  It lets the events marinate in my mind.  I would love to eventually get it down to 4 weeks—slightly fresher but still with some rumin

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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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Evan Takes All the Black Toys

My Playroom—September, 2021 Evan, the fisting bottom from out of state who visited in May, wanted another session in the playroom before I left on my late summer trip.  We made it work in the first few days of September.  His first meet is detailed in Jerking Off Deep in His Ass.   Evan is on his knees, waiting for me, when I go down the stairs.  His shaved head shines as he hungrily looks at the bulge in my jock.  He is around my age—maybe a little younger—and just as thin.  I se

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Permission to Fuck

Jackson—September, 2021 I left Palm Springs very early Tuesday morning—and landed in Chicago in the late afternoon.   I thought I would get a motel somewhere on the drive to Michigan, but the desire to sleep in my own bed after two weeks away was too strong.  I drove all the way home. I self quarantined.  All was fine.  Fortunately, I didn’t really want to have sex during that time.  I felt satiated from the smorgasbord of Palm Springs’ ass and cock.  But as I realized I was fine, that

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Jerk(er)s at the Bathhouse

Indianapolis—November, 2021 I went from staying the night with Keshawn, after the basement sex party, right to a short work gig in western Indiana.  I had one day off in my time there.  I spent it coming back to Indy and going to the bathhouse.   The naked man emerges from the swirl of steam.  He sits next to me—a hot, hairy daddy dripping from the heat.  My cock erects the rest of the way.  He looks down at it and his muscular arm and massive hand takes hold of it.  He jerks me t

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Opening His Hole Inch By Inch

Lansing—March, 2020 The top man with who I love to share hole—often at a Michigan campground—wrote me.  Work was getting him down.  Prepping for the pandemic, which he knew would come to Michigan any day now, was exhausting him.  He needed release.  He needed me.  But not to fuck alongside him.  He wanted my dick.  Inside him.  To fuck his hole.  This was not altogether new.  We had tried it once before.  BB.  That’s not Bare Back—but Before Blog.  It had been that long ago when I had

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"Piss Me, Daddy..."

My Playroom—February, 2022 It was Tuesday.  Not a day I am often looking for sex.  But I got an early morning text from my college piss boy.  He was horny.  Super horny.  He needed to drink my piss.  I was surprised and pleased.  He has always been a last minute kind of trick—and I like to plan.  And tank up.  He asked to come late afternoon/early evening.  I said yes. We chatted a little more throughout the morning.  (He was either at work or class, I don’t remember.)  He asked me to

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On the Tracks Revisited

... The first photo shoot I did for a local photographer, who told me he had done some work with Colt, was posted on here in 2012.  I called it On The Tracks.  There were seven posts.  It was a whole afternoon of fucking and piss play outdoors near a set of train tracks.  We even had to stop at one point and hide from a train going by…   Here is a sample longtime readers have seen.     For  the photos from that shoot I just found:  https://felchingpisser.blogs

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Braydon's Cummy Ass

Near Home—October, 2021 It was inevitable that after meeting Braydon by chance at the bookstore, we would want to do it again.  (That meet was in The Reverse Felch, a few posts ago.)  We set the day and time during the last few days of October.  I drove in after lunch and was pleased to see a number of cars in the parking lot…   Braydon is already here.  He nods to me as I buy my ticket and follows me into the straight theatre.  I sit for a moment.  He hovers on the back wall.  Th

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IML Friday Night: Fornication Party (part one)

Chicago—May, 2022 I had heard a lot about Fornication from Keshawn.  He had been to a couple of them—and loved the energy the porn guys brought to the sex party.  He wondered how it would work at Steamworks.  Would partygoers be up on the third floor with special tickets?  The answer from Ray that afternoon was that no, there was no special admission price for Fornication tonight.  Just look for the performers around the bathhouse. I was horned.  I needed a good group fuck party.  I go

Palm Springs: A Welcoming Piss Party

Palm Springs—September, 2021 (This picks up right where The Set Up left off.) I watch the men arrive for a moment from my sliding glass door.  I add one more wrist cuff.  I already have the leather one on my left wrist signaling I am a top—I add a yellow and black cuff to my right.  Yeah, I love piss…I grab my Gatorade bottle and go outside. I find Jay, my host, and tell him things look great.  He introduces me to a number of his friends—and I am tired enough I can’t keep any of t

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Back to the New Bookstore

Eastern Illinois—December, 2019 Around the top of the month, I had some exciting news.  Alejandro, the piss pig from the east coast, had solidified his plans and would be coming to Chicago for a wet session at the top of next week.  I was excited.  And just thinking about it made me need to blow off some steam.  I had the day off, so I decided to try the new bookstore again. I left mid morning.  It was a bright, sunny winter day.  I stopped in a rest area, just before my exit, for the

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Hotel Party with Parker: Wel-cum to Ontario, Part VI

Toronto—January, 2020 You may be relieved to hear I didn’t play on January 1.  At all.  I slept.  I read.   I avoided writing.  I went out with my friend Franklin for some great conversation and a spicy chai tea.  In my original plan, I was to drive home that day, but Parker had suggested I stay for a sex party he was throwing with a friend I had met at Fukdto.  After the marathon fuck I’d had with Parker, it took very little arm twisting to make me add two days to my hotel reservation.

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Palm Springs: Tight Hole

Palm Springs—September, 2021   I woke the next day feeling really refreshed.  There is nothing like getting off to make me sleep soundly.  I made tea and sat at my computer.  After such a full day of sex at CCBC, I was planning on taking Thursday as a night off from carnal pursuits.  But, of course, I signed in to BBRT to check my mail. And there I was on the home page…the most viewed profile of the day.  I also had an incredibly full inbox to answer.  Many were local men asking f

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The Couple at CumUnion

Indianapolis—July, 2022 I accepted a contract to do some work in Indiana for the month of July.  The first week there was intense and I had absolutely no time to even think about playing—until I suddenly did.  The powers that be decided to give us Saturday night off.  I couldn’t believe it—it was the night of CumUnion at the smaller bathhouse in Indianapolis.  I cleaned up and got in the car.  I tried to convince Keshawn to meet me there, but he had other plans.  I got a locker in the

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Using Ross on Bed and Sling

North of Home—January, 2022 My first play of the New Year was with Ross, the man with the amazing rosebud.  What a great way to start 2022.  I went up to his house with my sling and a few toys…   I am standing, booted and jocked, on the tarp I have slipped under the sling to protect his bedroom floor.  Ross is sitting on his bed—which has an old throw over it.  He is naked.  Waiting.  Expectantly.  “Get down here and suck my cock.”  It’s a command—but soft, almost under my br

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Halloween Party 3: "Fuck Those Loads Deeper"

Grand Rapids—October, 2021 (This picks up right after Halloween 2) On one of the couches is the short, Black, mostly straight young man I saw at the first all gender party.  He would fuck his girlfriend of the moment and allow the gay guys to suck his wet dick.  He looks at me, but is attracted by the sounds of a woman being fucked in the glory hole area.  He gets up and goes, nodding to me.  I follow.  My cock oozes.  I really want to suck his soon to be wet cock. The Glory Hole

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Texting for Ass

Northern Indiana—June, 2021 At the very end of June, I was due to start my second contract of the summer.  On my way there, I made a point to overnight near the bookstore in Indiana where I have had the most fun.  I had not been there for over a year with the lockdown.  The set-up had not changed at all in the booths with the (low) gloryholes.  Across the lobby, the big screen television room had removed most of the seating.  Now two benches were there—on opposite sides of the room.  I star

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The Sub with the Muscle Butt

Indianapolis—November, 2019 The first 10 days of my temporary relocation to the Indy area for an eight week contract, was all about getting settled at work and getting my life sorted out in my temporary digs.  I had one chance to get away, but I had to use it to go home—which is how I ended up at the bookstore in the previous post.  But now things were settling into a routine—and I was horny and ready to meet some new faces. Perhaps the most surprising thing about my first meet was tha

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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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Showing Off at the Bookstore with Don and Reid

Northwest Indiana—October, 2019   I didn’t want to have sex for a couple of days after my long weekend with the Professor.  I was spent.  Not to mention there wasn’t going to be a Clay or Dolf look-a-like at my local bookstore.  But about four days after I got home, I was ready.  I was likely helped along by the fact that Don and Reid, the couple who are expanding their relationship, were eager to meet me at the bookstore that was halfway between our two houses.  We agreed that noon wo

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