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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

"He Has a Mouth, Too!"

Near Home—January, 2024   I was ready for more by Thursday.  I drove to the bookstore after lunch, not sure what or who I’d find…   I am alone in the straight theatre.  Soon, a timid old white man comes in and sits as far away from me as possible.  I watch him watch the video.  He seems riveted to the sex on the screen.  Or the bouncing big tits.  He never touches himself.  Even through his pants.  After about eight minutes he seems satisfied—and leaves, never to be seen agai

Braydon Explores Me...with His Tongue

Near Home—January, 2024   Braydon, the furry cub I’ve been meeting and breeding at the bookstore, sent me a text, hoping to set up a date for the last few days of January.   We talked about his coming to the playroom, but we both really liked his being available to other men while we were playing.  We agreed to meet at the bookstore, on Tuesday at 1:30pm.   I only mention the time as I went a little earlier to see what was happening.  And what was happening was Braydon on his knees, su

Big Mouth

Near Home—January, 2023   It should be no surprise that after all the ass play with Ross, that I wanted something different.  I went to the closest (and most reliable) bookstore, wanting some oral action.  And I didn’t care which side of it I was on…   The straight theatre is busy.  There are men standing along the back wall.  More are scattered around in the rows of seats.  All the single seats against the wall are taken.  I sit in the middle, on a two-seat bench.  There is

"Anytime You See Me"

Near Home—February, 2024   I came home from the bathhouse fully sated.  Or so I thought.  But when I awoke on Saturday, all I could think about was more sex.  So, I worked around the house in the morning and had a light lunch.  From past experience, I remembered that Saturday afternoons at the bookstore usually had quite a mix of men.  Off I went…   The parking lot is almost half full.  As I grab my water bottle and tuck it into my coat pocket, three men leave the building, l

Two Bookstore Oddities: The Death Grip and the Phone Block

Near Home—January, 2024 It was the last Saturday of the month.  This was the end of the week where I had had to re-schedule two meets and be stood up by the third.  I usually went to the bookstore on weekday afternoons.  But I had tried a Saturday afternoon before, and found it much more varied.  I had an early lunch, and took off… The parking lot is jammed.  I have to park on the street.  Something I have never done in all the years I have been going.  I go into the straight theatr

The Voyeur Recommends My Mouth

Near Home—January, 2024   On Sunday, the third week of January was full of playdates.  Three to be precise.  By Monday, there was one.   I landed a work gig and now had a conflict with Friday.  My fisting bud graciously agreed to come to the playroom two weeks later.  Another bud had his own work conflict, his boss couldn’t let him have Wednesday off.  We agreed to meet the following Wednesday instead. That left my Tuesday meet.  Maybe.  He was a young man who had stood me up befo

"Do You Want a Mouth on That?"

Near Home—March, 2024   You just never know.  When you are visiting a bathhouse or bookstore you can never predict what is going to happen. Who will be there?  Will they want to play?  It can be part of the fun, when things work in your favor, or it can be a frustrating waste of time.  (But I would still rather go where men are lurking then sit at my computer and try to lure them into playing.) I had been doing a lot of fucking with Muscle Ass and at the small group up in Grand Ra

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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

Taking Turns at the Sling

Lansing—March, 2024 After the mutual oral play at the bookstore, I was left wanting more.  A lot more.  The next day was Saturday.  I had not been to the bookstore-that-is-almost-a-bathhouse in quite some time.  I thought it was likely to be far busier than my local bookstore.  I drove north and arrived in the early afternoon…   I am sitting watching porn.  Stroking.  I have locked my winter jacket in one of the lockers available to those who bring a padlock.  I have made a tour o

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FelchingPisser in Bookstore

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