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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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Dropping a Load Before CLAW

Near Home—April, 2022 I was packing for my trip to CLAW for several days before I was to actually leave.  I was excited to return to a leather weekend.  Just the act of putting things in travel bags at the foot of my bed (toys, restraints, leathers) worked my cock up.  I knew I wanted to get off at least once more before I set off to Cleveland. So back to the closest bookstore I went.  I wasn’t about to waste my load with a wank…   The parking lot is full.  I take the last sp

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Almost a Double

North of Home—October, 2021 A few days later I drove up to see the Ginger Bear.  My fingers were itching…   He has moved his sling to the basement.  The heater is on this time and I am still warm enough after stripping down to my jock.  I get the boots back on quickly as the floor is still cold.  He has hopped in the sling and his fingers are already busy with his nipples.  I kneel and spit on his hole.  My two index fingers slide in.  I do a mini lateral stretch and then stand up

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FFist, FFun and FFellowship

North of Me—December, 2021 The Ginger Bear and I decided to do a brief meet in the run up to Christmas.  I went north in time to arrive in the middle of the afternoon…   The sling is still in the basement.  I am glad the space heater is running.  I drop off my bag and go back upstairs to wait as the Ginger Bear does a last rinse.  When he joins me in the living room, we stay upstairs talking about this and that before we head down a flight.  Damn.  The space heater has t

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A Slick and Sticky Surprise for Dave

My Playroom—April, 2022 The very next day after the second bookstore trip, Dave was coming to the playroom.  We’d had two hot sessions before the pandemic, but had lost touch.  He had sent me a text and asked about re-connecting.  I was more than ready to meet this self-described pig again…   I am leaning against the end of the fuck bench.  Dave is on his knees.  He looks great in his slightly stained white jock and black boots—flagging yellow on his socks.  His mouth finds my pou

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Kyle Gets His Gangbang

Jackson—March, 2023 Sometime in the middle of March, Kyle, the hairy transman I had been having fun with, decided he wanted to set up a gangbang at his home.  He had some regular tops who were excited by the idea and he asked if I would join them.  I said ‘yes.’  As these things often go, the tops began having other commitments as the date grew closer.  Finally, Kyle decided we’d just meet at the bookstore where I had first fucked him.  It held potential for other men (as his group had redu

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Giving His Ass to ‘The Hemmingway of Filth’

My Playroom—December, 2021   We met on Asspig.  Very early in our conversation he typed that he had found the blog.  He gushed about it.  I hope he won’t mind that I quote him here: “Dang, Dude !  You are a great writer. Nice pacing, tone of voice, your prose moves right along with no awkward moments or fat. You write with real efficiency and clarity. The Hemingway of Filth! I read for over an hour. It was almost hypnotic.” I was flattered.   We set a date.  We had

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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

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

Basement Sex Party, Part Two: “Eat Me Out Good…”

Indianapolis—November, 2021 (This post continues the saga of the Basement Sex Party.) Still later. I have Black Leather on his knees on the large table.  He doesn’t want to get fucked, but the idea of me eating out his hole has made him a very happy young man.  He huffs some poppers and reaches back to pull his generous right ass cheek to the side.  My tongue connects for the first time. “Oh, yeah!”  He’s one of those guys who babble with poppers.  “Eat me out good…” I l

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The Next Week at the Bookstore

Jackson—February, 2022 I had such a good time on the Saturday (of the last three posts!!) I went back on the following Friday…   I pull into the lot.  There are enough cars to make my dick jump.  I go in, pay and wander the lounge.  There are three men here.  Everyone one else must be downstairs in the arcade.  I pass by the man who has fallen asleep in the straight area, nod at the guy in the Trans area and sit down across from a man who is stroking in the gay area.  He is about

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Spit Shine: Wel-cum to Ontario, Part IV

Toronto—December, 2019 I suppose, no matter what kind of sexual adventure I had after such a great Fukdto (and using Parker so completely) it would pale in comparison. Well, it did.  Though it had its moments… We began chatting a hook up site, long before I arrived in Canada.  Ted was from northern Canada and would be in town at the same time.  I knew he was around my age.  The pictures he opened confirmed that.  He liked the sound of the things I did. “Do you like having your boo

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CLAW: Getting Off at the Bathhouse

Cleveland—April, 2022 (Picking up where we left off in the last post…) One door is open which does not have a man on all fours.  He is young, handsome and has a killer smile.  His black skin looks even darker as he reclines on the white sheet.  “Come in,” he gestures.  He sits up and in moments is giving me exquisite head.  He does my shaft, my balls and back again.  He loves when I fuck his face.  He pulls off me to catch his breath.  The gym and his hard work have given him a ma

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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

Dave: Four Loads for Fucking and Felching

My Playroom—June, 2022 (You may want to read the previous post first if you haven’t.) Dave was due late in the morning.  I had the playroom set up:  towels and plastic under the sling and fuck bench, drinking water on the storage cabinet to keep the piss flowing, lube on top of the toy shelf.  I was hydrating.  I knew he loved my piss.  I had the perfect bladder-full to greet him at his arrival time.  But I got a text saying there was a traffic snarl from road construction.  I tried to

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Showing It Off

Near Home—April, 2022 I went to Easter dinner (with what family remains here in Michigan) still thinking about that hot moment of felching and loading the Linebacker.  I couldn’t get it out of my head.  I dreamed a variation of the scene that night, awaking at one point with a terrifically hard dick.  The next morning, my plumped, if not hard, cock dictated what I was doing that day—so off we went to bookstore, to see who needed relief after seeing their family…   The parking lot

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Filling the Ginger Bear

North of Home—March, 2022 As March began, the Ginger Bear and I wanted another meet.  I packed some of my regular toys and drove to his place.  The day we had set up the date, the weather had been warm for March.  Now it was blustery and chilly.  It got more so as I drove north.  I was thankful I had tossed in a ratty old sweatshirt as we were playing in his basement—and the space heaters did little to cut the chill….   The ass.  It is such a gift. I am on my knees.  My tongu

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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

“Swallow Mine Like You Did His…”

Near Home---March, 2022 It is no secret to my readers that I love variety—both in life and sex.  So it should be no surprise that if my last write up was about heavy anal play and fisting—the next night I was free for sex I wanted something totally different.  I found it at the local bookstore…   It’s a Friday night.  Nights at the bookstore have been sparse lately.  Judging from the parking lot as I arrive—that may still be the case.  But there are more cars than I expected.  I b

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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

Cock and Ass at the Bookstore

Near Home—April, 2022 I gave myself a week off after the rout at the house party in Chicago.  I wanted to make sure I didn’t bring anything nasty home.  Not to mention, I was thoroughly sated.  By the next Saturday, all was good—and I was horned again.  It was the Saturday before Easter.  Seeing the family over the holidays can be stressful.  I have often found men at the bookstore relieving that stress on either the day before or after big family functions.  I decided to see if it was

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A Bookstore Full of Big Dick

Northern Indiana—August, 2022   I was headed home after my five weeks in Indiana.  Somewhere, along the way, my balls began begging for release.  I veered a little west and decided to stop at the bookstore where on one side of the lobby there are booths with glory holes and on the other a cinema.  I paid, pissed and went to the cinema…   There are two older men in the space.  I sit down on a bench that is against the waist-high wall that runs along the back.  Often the action

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Jack Gets Wet--Inside and Out

My Playroom—November, 2022   Jack came back to the playroom on one of the last days of November.  He was the bear I had met at a bookstore and then used again in the playroom just a few days later.  I was more than ready to have another hot session with this burly pig…   Jack is naked when I come downstairs.  He kneels, fully erect and throbbing, at the base of the fuck bench.  I strip off my robe and toss it on the bed behind me.  Jack begins to nuzzle my full pouch.  I have

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"Get Me Ready for Your Cock"

My Playroom—December, 2021 We had talked for a bit on one of the hook up sites.  Perry and I seemed to be quite in tune for a session in my playroom.  We talked about some limits.  We spoke of kinks.  We met on Boxing Day…   I am half sitting/half leaning against the top piece of the fuck bench as I watch Perry strip.  I like what I see.  He is a good 10 years younger than I, and beefy as opposed to a bear. He is not quite my height.  As he bends to find his red jock, my cock stir

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Loading Osvaldo at Cum-Union

Grand Rapids—March, 2022 In the months since the Halloween Party where I met and fucked Osvaldo repeatedly, there was not a week that went by where he did not send me a picture of his ass.  Or dressed as a Pilgrim. Or as a holiday elf.  Or with his new underwear…  You get the idea.  I did want to fuck him again, but I was in no hurry. Finally the right occasion and timing presented itself—the March CumUnion.  I checked that he still wanted to play again.  I reminded him that we should

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Restraining Jake to Work his Hole

My Playroom—July, 2023 I heard from Jake, a longtime fist bud.  Readers likely remember him from all those pictures of his testicles flattened in his ball crushers which he brings with him.  Jake suddenly had tomorrow off.  I usually like to plan a little more in advance, but I had the time and I told him so.  After all, we had not seen each other for a number of months. He arrived a little late—not like him at all.  But it seems like half the roads in Michigan are having some sort of

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