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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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"Swallow My Cum, Stud"

Jackson—September, 2022   I wanted a change.  It was Saturday, so I decided to pack a lunch and go to the bookstore with in and out privileges and all those viewing areas of different types of porn.  When I arrived, there were just a few cars in the parking lot.  It was still before noon, I figured.  And I didn’t really want to be in crowds of men anyway.  I parked and went in.   There is a new price for the lounge.  I have brought in exact change—so I need to go back to the

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College Piss Boy Finally Gives Me His Ass

My Playroom—September, 2022   My faithful readers will certainly remember the young man I christened College Piss Boy.  He came to the playroom three times taking piss down his throat (and all over his body) but especially on his ass (which I licked up) while giving me excellent head between piss loads.  Each time he had taken my load orally, and bemoaned that he had stopped getting fucked with the pandemic. “My hole is just too tight.” I had to agree that it seemed to be, th

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"You Keep Doing That and I'm Gonna..."

Near Home—October, 2022 It never ceases to amaze me how different cruising in the same location can be.  It is, of course, all about who is there that night. On the first day of October, I hit the perfect crowd at the bookstore nearest to my home.   I haven’t been here on a weekend night in a long time.  I can barely find room to park.  There is one space left.  I go in, pay and head to the straight theatre.  There are maybe nine men in the room.  And two of us are white.  This is

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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

"You Want to Give Him Your Load?"

Near Home—October, 2022   Last time, I noted how different cruising, even in the same location, can be every time you go.  It is so dependent on who shows up and who is in a playful mood.  Six days later I went back to the same bookstore.  It wasn’t a bad experience—but just so different from the week before…   It’s Friday night.  There are men around—but no one is staying in one place long enough to get anything started.  In my first few moments in the straight theatre, sitt

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The Right Men in the Right Place (Part One)

Jackson—October, 2022   It was a foregone conclusion that I would head back to the bookstore with the new layout.  I went on a Wednesday afternoon.  This surprises me now, as I type this up, as I usually go there nearer the weekend.  But it was a terrific set of encounters…   I go into the refurbished lounge with the heavy door clunking shut behind me.  I pass the new cubicles that have glory holes and the cubicles hung with cloth to give privacy.  No one is viewing the varie

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Bookstore Highlights One: The Arab

Near Home—August, 2021 I came home from my quick job in western Indiana right at the end of July.  I self quarantined for a week.   I even did a rapid and then a regular Covid test as the county I had been working in was a hotbed of anti-vaxxers.   All was well.  Thank you, Moderna. Once I was horny again, I found many of the men in my stable seemed to be away for the summer.  So I ended up going to the bookstore for three sessions.  Each trip had its own highlight.  Here is the first…

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The Right Men in the Right Place (Conclusion)

Jackson—October, 2022 (This picks up right where I left off. from the previous post.) I wander back to the trans room.  Blond Boy is on the exam table.  He lies on his back, feet on the stirrups.  “This should make it easier.” I go to my knees and begin eating his ass.  I know the remnants of the load in my mouth is no issue for this ass.  I taste myself in him as he pushes his hole out into my mouth.  There is movement behind me.  Gym Rat and a bear around my age have come in.  T

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A Group of Six (No, Make That Seven)

Grand Rapids—October, 2022 I got the word at the last minute.  The host of the sex party I have written so often about on this site, was looking to start it up again, in a limited fashion.  It was still to be in Grand Rapids, but in someone else’s home.  He asked if I was available to attend—and if I could bring the sling and rimseat.  Naturally, I said ‘yes.’ It was right in the middle of the month, when the weather was still warm.  I packed the car and took off in the late afternoon.

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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

Osvaldo Gets What He Needs at Cum-Union

Grand Rapids—October, 2022   I had joined Osvaldo at a number of events held at the bathhouse in Grand Rapids.  Between each of them he kept up a lively text conversation—sending me enticing pictures of his ass.  I finally gave in and decided to meet him at the second Cum-Union party of October.  We agreed on a time—and off I went. I paid my admission and went to find my locker.  The place seemed busy, but not packed.  I hoped that would mean men would be more playful.  I ditched

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Bookstore Highlights Two: Not In Public

Near Home—August, 2020 Having fun with the Arab (not to mention not getting off) made me go back to the bookstore just two days later.  This time it was an evening…   It’s going to be a good night.  The moment I sit down in the straight theatre, a regular, standing against the back wall, recognizes me.  He comes over and kneels to suck my dick.  It’s great warm-up head.  Another man, who I don’t know, proffers me his dick to suck while the first man works on me.  This new guy give

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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

Bookstore Highlights Three: The Free For All

Near Home—August, 2021 Because the last trip to the bookstore had proved to be worthwhile (and ball draining) I went back a few days later.  It was a Thursday evening, who knew it would be hot from the moment I walked into the gay theatre…?   A very large man is sitting in the cocksucker’s chair.  He smiles at me as I pass him and sit against the wall.  He is likely twice my weight.  His dark skin shines in the half light of the reflected video.  I take out my dick.  The porn is g

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Bookstore Friday: "Go Slow..."

Jackson—November, 2022 Jake came to see me on a Thursday.  When Friday dawned, I was horned.  Really horned.  I was aware I was erect even before I was aware that I was awake.  I showered and did all those morning things.  The erection may have ebbed, but not the feeling.  I wanted sex; sex that was different than the kind of sex I had had the day before.  It being Friday, it made me think it might be a good afternoon at the bookstore that had just changed its video lounge into more of a pl

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Bookstore Saturday: “He Told Me to Watch for You…”

Near home—November, 2022 When I got home from my disappointing Friday bookstore outing, I thought about going downstairs and taking matters into my own hands while watching some porn on the big screen television in the playroom.  But I didn’t.  Jerking off alone bores me.  I decided to save the load for someone on Saturday night.  I had recently been impressed with the Saturday night crowd at the bookstore closest to me—so I resolved to go there again…   Once again, there are lots

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The Playroom Helps Jaylen Push his Limits

My Playroom—January, 2024   At the top of January, Jaylen sent me a text.  (Jaylen is the college aged young man I met first at his apartment and once again when he came to the playroom for his first sling ride.)  He requested a meet.  I asked if he would like me to come back to his place or if he would he rather be in the playroom?  He emphatically chose the playroom.  We set a date, but his boss needed him to work.  But, being the responsible type, he let me know days in advance

Pushing the Stroker's Limits

Near Home—November, 2022 I went to the bookstore nearest to me for some Sunday afternoon fun.  Historically, it has been a good time to find playful men needing to get off before the work week starts…   I lock the car and go in.  The parking lot is sparse, but I am slightly earlier than usual.  I go into the straight side.  A younger man I recognize by sight is in the back row.  He is Black, around 30 and with a large frame that carries his weight well.  I know that he loves to je

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My Cock Likes Hole. Any Hole…

Near Home—February, 2024 This entry contains some straight sex.  If that is an issue, skip this post.   Saturday afternoons at the bookstore (not that they sell anything that looks like a book or a magazine anymore) had proved to be a lot of fun.  So, the first Saturday of February, I took off after lunch, not knowing what I would find…   I am in the cocksucker’s seat in the straight theatre.  A very old white man is standing against the wall near me.  He pays me no atte

Keshawn Throws a Party

Louisville—November, 2022   In the middle of October, Keshawn asked me to save a date in November.  He was going back to Louisville and wanted to throw another hotel party for all his fuck buds down there.  He wanted me to come down, since I’d enjoyed his earlier party, a birthday bash, celebrated with hot, horny men.  It was to be a smaller group which was fine by me.  I drove down early in the day and napped in my own hotel room across the river in Indiana.  I crossed the bridge and

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A Busy Black Friday at the Bookstore

Near Home—November, 2022 I have found that Black Friday, the shopping day after Thanksgiving, is often a very good day at the bookstore.  Husbands seem to disappear to fill the theatres—leaving wives in the department stores.  I went to the bookstore in the afternoon—and the place was packed…   I go into the straight theatre first.  There is not a chair to be had.  I stand against the back wall.  Men are groping themselves, but not stroking.  I don’t see action on the horizon anyt

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Derrick and Jacob Get in the Sling

West Michigan—November, 2022 Derrick and Jacob had re-opened the playroom last January.  I reported our ‘get reacquainted’ session, when I wrote it up in March. After that, one thing after another got in the way of our usual once a month play time—some unrelated to the pandemic health issues for them, travel for all of us, my summer out of state, etc.  It took us until November to see each other once more. I drove over to their beautiful house, and overly equipped playroom, on the last

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Cum-Union: Osvaldo Bends Over

Grand Rapids—December, 2022   Osvaldo desperately wanted another session with me at Cum-Union.  I was happy to give him one as long as he was still fine with my playing with other men, too.  He was.  Eager even.  He’d loved the rotation of guys in his ass and mouth.  He’d enjoyed watching me fuck another.  He still ached for us to find another hung top so we could double penetrate him.  I told him I would come up to the first of the December Cum-Unions.  I got there slightly earli

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"I've Heard Guys Are Better..."

Near Home—December, 2022 I didn’t do anything sexual for a full week after the CumUnion party with Osvaldo.  I was sated.  I monitored myself for exposures of all sorts.  And was quite content to stay at home with a good book. I was ready to play again by the next Saturday.  I went for an afternoon session at the bookstore.  Historically, this was a busy time…   The parking lot is all but bare.  I think about just heading home.  But I remind myself that all it takes is just o

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My Bucket List Gets Smaller

Jackson—December, 2022 It was a Monday, just before the middle of the month.  I had all the time in the world.  I’d made my reservations for my holiday drive to New Jersey to see my brother.  (For the first time since Covid hit.)  I had even started packing—and I wasn’t leaving for a few days yet.  What I needed to do was get my balls emptied before the trip. I decided to go to the bookstore with the new remodel.  I packed a lunch and arrived right around noon…   There i

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