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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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Five Sex Pigs and a Voyeur

Lansing—October, 2021 A few days later, I got an invite from the couple I usually see at the monthly orgy.  With that group currently on hold, they asked if I would be interested in a meeting at their house.  It would be the two of them, likely the friend they had lately been bringing to the orgy and anyone I wanted to invite.  I immediately thought of Keshawn— who I quickly learned was intrigued and available.  He drove to my house—and I drove us the rest of the way north.  We made sm

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Rimming the Blond

Indianapolis—December, 2019 After the piss fuck with Alejandro, I let things dry overnight.  I packed and got out of town before rush hour.  I did a brief trip to Michigan to get my license plate renewed.  By the time I was on the road back to my temporary digs, I was horny.  Rampant and horny.  I couldn’t stop thinking about the wet fuck of the night before. It didn’t take much for me to grab an early lunch and stop at the bathhouse…   I am sitting in the steam room.  The st

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The Bookstore: Hot, But Sweet

Near Home—April, 2021 The next encounter I had was with Ross and his amazing rosebud.  As much as I love playing with him, our scene was almost act for act as the one just a few posts ago—so I am not going to write it up again.  The only real change was his feeding me his rosebud from the sling and not on the rimseat. Towards the end of the month, with both my Moderna vaccinations under my belt, I ventured back, for the first time, to the bookstore nearest me.  I had avoided the smalle

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Hour by Hour 3--Fuck Party at Zane's

Chicago—April, 2022 This picks up right where part two left off...   The seal of Zane’s ass cheeks is tight.  I can’t breathe—and I don’t want to, I just want the cum dripping out of his ass to never stop… I lick his hole and swallow.  It’s not a huge load, but enough to make me want even more.  Zane moves and I gasp for air.  He moves around to kiss me—and taste the load—before he excuses himself to go check on the guests downstairs. I go on a house tour.  Upstairs on t

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FelchingPisser: I Live Up to My Name with Ross

North of Me—March, 2022 Ross, of the amazing rosebud, and I had another round at his house.  I drove up with the sling.  I set it up next to his bed as he prepped our dinner for afterwards...   “Kneel.” He does.  .On the tarp at the business end of the sling.  Right in front of me.  His knees touch the toes of my boots.  Ross is naked—tall and lean.  He gives a tiny shiver as I buckle the leather restraint on his right wrist.  I repeat the process on his left.  At my directiv

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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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Hour by Hour 2--Fuck Party at Zane's

Chicago—April, 2022 This picks up right where we left off in Part 1:   …I stop fucking abruptly and pull out.  He spins around and cleans my cock.  He pulls off it, eyes shining and murmurs “Thank you, Sir” before he starts licking my balls… Two very young men arrive and begin making out on the couch as the Leather Blond slurps my cock clean.  I ruffle his hair.  Another daddy in a harness and red jock comes into the basement.  “Use him hard,” I tell the guy and go up to the

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New Year's Eve: Wel-cum to Ontario, Part V

Toronto—December, 2019 I went to Spa Excess for New Year’s Eve.  It was the same venue I went to last year.  I don’t think there were as many playful guys around this year.  I felt like more men were there for the roast turkey buffet than for sex.  But I still had a great time.  And how better to ring in 2020 than in some man’s ass? I stayed, mostly, in the third floor play area.  There is a sling, a fuck bench and a room with a glass wall where you can watch men in the shower.  There

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In the Dark Room

Lansing—March, 2023 As March came to a close, I realized I really wanted to cruise/play somewhere different.  I thought about heading back to northern Indiana, but that seemed to involve too much travel time to justify the play.  Instead, I decided to head to Lansing—far enough away that it would be all different men, but close enough to get home for dinner.  I also wanted that sex club atmosphere of this particular venue.  Plenty of porn stations, but also slings, gloryholes and benches ap

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Loading a Ginger Pig for Others to Enjoy

My Playroom—June, 2022 I am a planner when it comes to sex.  I like to know ahead of time when and where—whether I am going to someone’s place or the man/men are coming here.  I am not a good guy for that late night text of:  “I’m horny—u still up?” But that statement is not in stone.  A man let me know he would be driving home from the west side of the state (after a slutty weekend in Saugatuck, I assumed) and was wondering if I was available on Sunday morning.  He let me know that he

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A (not very funny) Comedy of Errors

Upstate New York—September, 2019 After finding really no one at the bookstore, I drove to Rochester through blinding rain.  It was coming down so hard I would have pulled off on the shoulder—if there had been one.  The worst of the storm hit right as I entered a construction zone where there was just a single lane of traffic and nowhere else to go.  I finally made it to my hotel and checked in. And I was horned.  I knew Rochester had a bathhouse—one which I’d never visited.  I also kne

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Revisiting the Site of "Fuck the Competition"

Upstate New York—September, 2019 I had to go on a brief business trip at the end of my longer than usual busy summer.  I needed to go to upstate New York.  I had worked there for a few weeks five years ago.  I remembered an incredibly hot adult movie theatre scene I experienced during my previous time there.  I really wanted to go back and see if I could get into trouble like that again. I did the business side of things and went off to this once grand cinema.  There were two screens t

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Fisting Party on Halloween Night

North of Home—October, 2021 So the actual afternoon/evening of Halloween I spent at the Ginger Bear’s house.  Between us, we had organized a group of men to share some fist and some food.  My only contribution turned out to be Ross (he of the enormous rosebud).  The Ginger Bear invited four buddies who showed up.  All were over 50.  His friends are true bears.  Ross is built much like me, tall and slim. I got there in time to set up my fuck bench—which was never used.  Our host owns tw

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Hour by Hour--Fuck Party at Zane's

Chicago—April, 2022 Zane, my favorite Chicago scent pig, had been out of commission for a couple of months with some medical issues.  To celebrate his return to sex, the three housemates threw another of their incredible house parties.  The last one, in August, they really had to work to get guys to attend.  This time, their entire mailing list of former attendees wanted to play.  So many people RSVP-ed, the hosts were concerned about the number of men in the old Victorian at one time.

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A Trio of Cocksuckers

Eastern Illinois—July, 2021   The next morning I went on to my new job in western Indiana—a contract that would take me through July.  I spent almost two weeks getting the preliminaries done—and finally had some time for sex.  I decided I wanted to go back to the bookstore over in eastern Illinois, where I had so much fun the last time I was in this area. Here is the description of the theatres I wrote on my first visit:  “I loved the layout.  Both theatres and a restroom were thr

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Derrick and Jacob Re-open the Playroom

West Michigan—January, 2022 Derrick and Jacob and I used to meet up about once a month.  The pandemic has totally destroyed that.  We have seen each other a couple of times in the last two and a half years when the three of us felt comfortable to meet.   In the middle of January, we decided to get back together.  It felt odd for about 10 minutes…and then we were right back to where we left off.  We had a very long chat session to help get us back in tune.  Derrick and I were dressed—an

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CLAW: Bathhouse Free For All 2--Fucking to Shoot

Cleveland—April, 2022 (The night in the dungeon wing of the bathhouse continues from the previous entry.) There are now two asses, side by side, in the glory hole wall.  I fuck each of them—not for as long as I would like, as the holes are low in the wall for my long legs.  I do awkward knees bends as I rail each man.  But from the groans on the other side of the partition, they love getting fucked by an anonymous big cock. I find my friend Bob hanging around the sling we didn’t u

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Filling Braydon with Cum

Near Home—November, 2023 It’s the day before Thanksgiving.  I was in the kitchen, making my contribution for the family dinner.  I suddenly put down the Pyrex measuring cup and knew I needed to get off.  I’d thought about it occasionally during the morning, but put it out of my mind.  Now I knew I needed to lighten my balls and be in a better mood around my cousins on the morrow. I finished up quickly, changed my clothes and got in the car.  I had second thoughts halfway there.  I knew

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Farewell to Palm Springs

Palm Springs—September, 2021 I was flying out at an ungodly time on Tuesday morning.  Monday was going to be spent exploring Joshua Tree National Park.  That left Sunday to be the last day of sex.  Jay and I decided to return to the gay resort that might as well be an outdoor bathhouse right down the hill from his house...   We arrive around 11 am, with our packed lunches for later.  We set up under an awning with a view of the pool.  The crowd is thinner than Wednesday…but we are

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Hogtying Declan

My Playroom—November, 2022   Declan, the young man in the military, who came to me in August to open his ass, needed another session.  We set one up, but his superiors changed his schedule and he had to cancel.  He was finally on my doorstep again on an evening in November.  He looked great:  just under 30 years old, tall—with a little extra weight and a whole lot of muscle. “I need to tell you, I’ve had nothing in my butt since you were in there.” “That’s a shame,” I told hi

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One Man In, One Man On

Near Home—March, 2022 After the fun fuck the day before (and the post before) I did go back to bookstore the next night.  I hadn’t dropped a load—and, man, I really wanted to do that.  One of the reasons I love this venue is because I never know who will be there—or what exactly I will do on any given visit…   I start in the straight theatre, but don’t even bother to sit down.  There are a few men—but none who look like play partners.  I keep hearing sounds from the gay theatre th

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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

Palm Springs: The Set-Up

I will be reposting my adventures in Palm Springs each day--just like I lived it.   The night after Evan left, I went to the bookstore.  After all the anal play, I really wanted to suck cock.  I must have been successful for my notes say “A ton of loads” and nothing else.   The next day was spent packing for my trip to Palm Springs.  The plan was to finally attend “The World’s Largest Piss Party”—Wet N Hot.  It is usually held in July.  With Covid they pushed it to September, sure

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A Tale of Three Men

Near Home—November, 2022 Keshawn’s motel party was supposed to be the first part of a sex weekend away from home.  I had visions of spending all Saturday at the best bookstore in northern Indiana before heading back to Michigan.  The weather stopped me.  As I woke up Saturday morning after the party, the weather report was for a large amount of snow, coming in from Lake Michigan by the afternoon.  Northern Indiana and southwest Michigan were to be a mess.  The last thing I wanted to do was

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"Daddy, Lick It Up..."

My Playroom—September, 2021 The Latino mentioned in the last post managed to pass his number to me that afternoon in the bookstore.  He mentioned he was not cleaned out on that visit, but would love a chance at my cock when he was ready for it.  So we met soon after.  It was a disaster.  I had mentioned cleaning deep for my cock…and, well, you can guess the rest.  We started.  And stopped.  Started.  And stopped.  And—yeah, we tried until it was clear this was not the day. Surprisingly

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