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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

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

Invasion of the Strokers

Near Home—July, 2024   Once again, I went off to the bookstore closest to home—the one that had the drunk driver demolish the two theatres and where both screens are now in one room.  I have been watching how the men are reacting to slightly less privacy.  Some hate it, of course.  Others thrive on showing off.  Some are just shy about starting something…   There are four men in the room when I walk in.   I sit where I can see both screens with a simple turn of my head.  To m

FelchingPisser

FelchingPisser in Bookstore

Braydon Fires Up the Room

Near Home—July, 2024   Braydon, the cubby cum pig I often meet at the bookstore, sent me a text.  He wanted to fuck—either at the bookstore or my playroom.  We both love incorporating other men into our play so we chose the bookstore.  I asked if he’d been there since it had re-opened, with both screens in one room.  He had—but thought we needed to christen it with our type of play.  I agreed.  We met there on a Friday afternoon…   I get there first.  The room seems empty.  N

FelchingPisser

FelchingPisser in Bookstore

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