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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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Bookstore

In the Dark Corner Behind the Door

Near Home—September, 2023   You never know what you will stumble on when you go to the bookstore.  (That is certainly some of the attraction for me.) It was the first Sunday afternoon of September, and it proved to be a visit where everything fell into place—and I got to indulge in so many of the things I love to do…   The parking has a quite a few cars in it.  A good sign.  I go into the straight theatre and sit along the wall.  I unbutton my pants and pull out my hardening
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Leather Weekend

IML: Saturday Late Night: Loading InkedLust

Chicago—May, 2022 The piss party was great.  My dick was in demand.  And I loved loading the young pig in the Andrew Christian underwear.  If I was at home, that would have been more than enough play in one day.  But I was in a hotel with 1000’s of horny men. I wrote a little.  I tried to read.  But my cock was restless.  I put down the book and logged on.  I looked at the list of cumdumps.  This is when I find that ‘fuck me fast and load me’ scenario appealing.  I didn’t need a ton of
Leather Weekend

IML Wednesday: Two Familiar Asses

Chicago—May, 2022 Sometime during our bathhouse play at CLAW, Cowboy Boots asked if I would like to be his roommate at IML.  I told him I had planned on going, but to just a couple of events of the leather weekend—and thought I’d stay in a cheaper hotel.  Well, he had a suite at the host hotel and the man he thought he’d be sharing it with had made other plans.  I told him I would think about it. Once I was home, I realized I did want to spend a little more time at the event.  I sent C
Leather Weekend

IML Thursday: Master and boy

Chicago—May, 2022 Cowboy Boots and I had  really good eggs Benedict the next morning.  I think he went off shopping and I wrote a piece for the blog.  By the afternoon, I was horned.  I got online. There were a few more men in the hotel by this point.  I saw that an old fuck bud was here.  He is a man well known in the gay community.  I only seem him at these events.  (See:   “CLAW:  Master and Slave.”)  The Master is a man my age, incredibly dapper.  But once the suit and tie come off he i
Leather Weekend

IML Thursday Night: Trying Out Some Cumdumps

Chicago—May, 2022 I had a quick dinner and made some notes about the Master and the boy for my future write up.  Then I logged into BBRT.  The quick connect and the party ads are overflowing with men.  But everyone is a cumdump.  No one seems to want to actually have or want a true sex party.  I look around and select two who seem interesting.  During my time, a top friend lets me know I should visit a guy he’s whoring out.  I get room numbers for the three.  I might not make it to all thre
Leather Weekend

IML Sunday Night: An Orgy and A Breeding

Chicago—May, 2022 After Zane left, Cowboy Boots and I had dinner together.  As we waited for our Thai to arrive, I told him about an ad I’d seen on BBRT.  The host wanted to do an actual sex party in a dimly lit room—not just host as a cumdump.  We were excited.  This is what we were missing on this weekend.  I had stumbled on it once, but I wanted another session. When we got back from dinner—I got the details from the host.  It wouldn’t be long, maybe 90 minutes.  We were to be there
Leather Weekend

IML Sunday Afternoon: Cowboy Boots Takes My Fist and Zane Takes My Cock

Chicago—May, 2022 My last day at IML was packed with mini events.  Somewhere in the course of our talking about IML, Cowboy Boots let drop that he liked to be fisted.  I had never played with him outside of a hotel or bathhouse casual fuck/loading situation.  I also learned that he like to do some toy play.  So, naturally, I brought some along. We had both been busy enough we hadn’t found time to do it.  I suggest we have a late morning or early afternoon play session.  That sound
Leather Weekend

IML Saturday: Piss Party Piss Fuck

Chicago—May, 2022 The next day was the piss party.  It had been awhile since I had attended one.  Not just the lockdown had kept me away.  My frequent trips to Toronto to play at Fukd had often been on the same weekend as the piss gathering.  I was excited to return.  I could do with getting wet again.  It’s an afternoon start time and there was a ton of traffic on the drive north to the bar where it is held.  I had been chugging my water and tea.  I just needed to time it so I was rea
Leather Weekend

IML Friday: A Mini-Orgy and Some Porn Guys

Chicago—May, 2022 Cowboy Boots and I had breakfast again, comparing notes about our different evenings.  I went back to the room and made notes about the various cumdumps I’d visited the night before.  It got me thinking that I wanted more from CommunityCumhole.  I checked the BBRT listings.  Of course he was available. I didn’t go instantly.  I wrote a post for here.  I waited until after lunch and went back to the pale ginger…   I open his door.  I hear loud groans.  My bud
Leather Weekend

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
Leather Weekend

IML Friday Night: Fornication 2--Fucking Out The Loads

Chicago—May, 2022 (This continues right on from the last post…) The Fornication guys take a break.  Dirk hugs me one more time before he leaves.  I stay in the third floor play area with the sling and the fuckbench.  The Cute Younger Top with the long hair finds me there.  He has become very versatile after his fucking by Ray. “Will you fuck me in the sling?” I nod—wondering silently where the tatted boyfriend is for they have been inseparable all night.  I get his ankles in
Leather Weekend

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
Leather Weekend

IML 2023: The Piss Party (Part 1)

Chicago—May, 2023   I woke late (for aging me) after CumUnion.  All that good sex had really helped me stay asleep.  Now it was breakfast and a cup of tea; a little writing and another cup of tea as I typed.  I began to piss regularly.  A very light lunch and a bottle of water followed.  I forced myself to drink one more cup of tea and suddenly it was time to get to the bar that hosts the piss party. It was an easy drive and I found free parking.  I’m actually early.  I talked to
Leather Weekend

IML 2023: The Piss Party (an Addendum)

Chicago—May, 2023   There is another story from the piss party.  One that didn’t make the cut.  After all, in a room crowded with around 70 men for four to five hours, I couldn’t possible see everything or even remember it all if I did—and it would take up way too many pages of the blog.  I always write what were the highlights for me during a big event. But—the moment I handed in my clothes to the coat check otter I went to the bar to fill up my water bottle.  Everywhere the
Leather Weekend

IML 2023: CumUnion in the Hole, Part 2

Chicago—May, 2023   (Picking up where we left off…you may want to read the previous post if you haven't.)   …“I need to shoot,” says the man behind me.  I pull out and a bearish guy, around my age, just makes it into the hot, wet hole I’ve been fucking. He pulls out fast.  I go to my knees and taste the load. I fill my mouth with it and bring it up to young man.  I dribble it in at first and then our mouths meet in another kiss. We can’t seem to stop passi
Leather Weekend

IML 2023: CumUnion in the Hole, Part 1

Chicago—May, 2023   And here it was Saturday.  I woke up late—though the Horse Market had not been a particularly late night.  I was just tired from all that fucking.  I had a very late breakfast.  I thought about going into the leather market at the main hotel, but I just couldn’t face it.  Instead, I wrote up some notes about all the men I had plundered.  My phone went off.  It was Keshawn. I read the text—asking if I was excited about tonight.  Just the thought that I would be
Leather Weekend

IML 2023: Toy Play & The Horse Market

Chicago—May, 2023 I slept so well on Thursday night after unloading that large load in the motel cumdump.  Friday, I had a late breakfast and was not planning on doing anything as I was headed to another Horse Market that night.  I knew that I did not want to fuck at all during the morning or afternoon, keeping the entire reserve of my freshly-made-over-night seed for the mares. But Evan, the man who usually drives to my house from the burbs of Chicago, saw I was in town.  He was fine
Leather Weekend

IML 2023:  The CumDump

Chicago—May, 2023   I had decided to do three major events at IML this year—and to not stay at the host hotel.  All three events were in the northside gay area of Chicago, so why not stay there, too?  It made sense.  And it was cheaper than anywhere downtown, as the motel I reserved had free parking.  I could always go down to the Congress for the leather market or for late night revels.  I was happy with my choice to get out of the madhouse—and choose when to join the other leather fo
Fuck Buds

I Break My Rule with Muscle Ass

My Playroom—February, 2024   Tuesday, the day after our meet, Muscle Ass and I sent each other a lot of texts.  He wanted to come back that night, as he was in Michigan for such a short time.  I told him I had a rule about not playing with men more than once every two weeks.  (It really is more like once a month, unless I bump into you at the bookstore.)  We kept chatting.  And we both got hornier.  Finally, I gave in.  I told him I knew I would be too tired after my evening of work to
Bookstore

Hunting for Cum for Rock

Near Home—May, 2023 Sometime after CLAW I heard from Rock, the young man I’d met on the fisting site, but our play been all about cock, cum and piss.  He now wanted more of all that.  Was I available?  We set the date, both of us excited to see each other again. Rock’s arrival was in a week’s time.   I remembered him telling me he was open to other men using him as I directed.  I knew that wasn’t going to be easy to arrange, but I thought I might do the next best thing.  I got into my
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House Party

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

Chicago—April, 2022 After three other entries, here is the cummy finale of this great party... My only slightly weary tongue finds Combat Boots’ tight, hairy pucker.  He sighs as I dig in, calling me a “good fuckin’ whore.”  Almost instantly he has someone sucking his cock.  I can feel them astride my chest and hear them slurping away.  “Why don’t you sit on it,” growls Combat Boots.  I feel the man get up and I hold my cock straight up for him to mount.  But it is Combat Boots’ d
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House Party

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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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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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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