Rural Georgia—June, 2022
Sometime after IML, where I talked with Ray Dalton about it, I decided I wanted to go to his Fornication Men’s Wellness Retreat in Georgia. The sensible side of me told myself that it was too far away. “Georgia. And Southern Georgia, no less. Gas prices are high. Are you stupid…?” On and on that sensible voice droned away as I tried to fall asleep. But my more adventurous side whispered: “Think what hot blog posts you could get out of it…”
Guess which si
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
Installment number Seven of what was probably the best party weekend of my extensive "career" - back in 2006 in Provincetown. My hubby was in New Hampshire at a 4 day business convention and during those 4 days he was happy for me to do my partying in Ptown , with him joining me after his convention for his much more vanilla style sex. Thursday night my buddy Jimmy hosted a hot orgy for me but had to change Friday's plans for a personal emergency, as did Lou the local candy-man, who had an emer
Near Home—June, 2022
Just a few days after Dave’s loading, I was expecting a visit from a man who had been talking to me electronically for a couple of years. He had finally decided to fulfill his desires and do some of the things he had only dreamed of doing. I was on board to help him with that. As luck would have it, he had a Covid exposure the day before he was to come. He asked for a rain check which I was happy to give him. But it left me horned and in need…so of course I
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
Near Home—June, 2022
I came home from IML and self isolated. At the end of the week, I had developed no symptoms of anything, sexual or respiratory. I was sated. I didn’t need sex for that whole week. It was no hardship to just think about what I’d done—and what I was planning for mid-month.
Dave, the man who willing took up his ass every load I’d collected at the bookstore (and frozen,) wanted to come back. We agreed we wanted to play again, but not too soon so our play would sta
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
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
So I met up with a new guy from out of town. Let's call him Rob. Rob rented a hotel room near me and brought a laptop for porn and party favors. I had asked him to bring a g-string or a thong and he brought those too. When I got to the hotel room I was very please to see that he had put out Vaseline for lube- I love me a greasy hole. We got spun up right away. He crawled up onto the bed face down ass up. Naked except for socks and a leather harness. He had a beautiful ass- square smooth c
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
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
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
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
Last week i went to a gay sauna to meet an old married daddy who had a profile on Grindr looking for sub married bottom to suck his thick meat and get fucked with condom. We agreed to meet at the gay sauna because we are both married and cant host . When we got inside an empty room, we quickly dropped off our towels then he ordered me to get down on my knees to sniff his sweaty ripe cock, balls and rim his hairy asshole while he was loading up his glass pipe with white crystals then started taki
Last week i went to a gay sauna to meet an old married daddy who had a profile on Grindr looking for sub married bottom to suck his thick meat and get fucked with condom. We agreed to meet at the gay sauna because we are both married and cant host . When we got inside an empty room, we quickly dropped off our towels then he ordered me to get down on my knees to sniff his sweaty ripe cock, balls and rim his hairy asshole while he was loading up his glass pipe with white crystals then started taki
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
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
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
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
He had big tits with huge nipples, and a big stomach. Normally this is not my kind of guy. Anyhow, I decided to go along with the scene and holy shit am I ever glad I did.
After we got spun up he took off his pants and crawled up on the bed doggy style. I was astonished. He had a beautiful meaty ass and legs. His skin was as smooth and cool as a dolphin's.
I was not expecting that in a million years. He had what I call "Grade A Ass", two big beefy glutes split by a deep straight cra
Near Home—May, 2022
IML was the next week. But here is was a Saturday night—and I was horned. I hadn’t been to the nearest bookstore at night in a long time, so off I went. A man was coming out as I parked. He took one look at me and did a U-Turn and followed me back inside. In the light of the store I recognized him as one of my regulars who loves sucking my cock. We nodded to each other as I got in line to get my ticket.
The male attendant sighed as I told him I wanted the thea
Near Home—May, 2022
So after my so-so bookstore experience on a Saturday afternoon, I was back at my regular haunt on a Tuesday afternoon (really?). Different men plus a different place equaled a different experience entirely…
The parking lot is full enough to be potentially interesting. The straight theatre has a smattering of men and a horrid point of view movie. I don’t even linger to get hard. I go around to the gay theatre. Only one man is there. The movie here, too,
Jackson—May, 2022
The afterglow of CLAW, and then Keshawn’s birthday fuck, kept me going—which was good as I needed to concentrate on a brief work contract. It was not until the next Saturday that I could even consider playing. I decided to hit a bookstore—but not my usual haunt. I went back to the one that is sprawling, with lots of diverse porn viewing stations. In the past, Saturday mornings and afternoons had been fun there. I was curious to see who would turn up. I packed a lunch
