As I stepped out the shower I got a text and I hurried to see if he's here. It was finally the day my crush was coming to fuck me.
The smile fade away from my face when I read he had cancel on me. A million feelings came to mind but all of a sudden i felt so horny. I dried myself and hopped on grindr and updated my status.
Within two minutes I received a message from an anonymous profile. It was a 7 inch uncut Latino who want to dump a load in me. I gave him the address and within 10 m
Indianapolis—November, 2023
I had one last day to myself before two heavy work days and the drive home. The bathhouse seemed the logical place to go as I had had such a good variety of sex (and men) there. I took off, driving into town, a slightly different way. I got there a little earlier than somedays, just after noon.
It was a Thursday. A good number of cars were in the parking lot. I got my locker and stripped down to jock, boots and wrist band. I tucked the lube in the wais
This is my first time posting a story and this is a true story)
I made a post about hosting and I got alot of message but I chose to reply to a random one. He had no photos and nothing. I said fuck it and give him my address but no apartment number so If I didn't like him I would block him and go about my day.
I patiently waited for this stranger to show up. To my surprise he's the kind of guy I'm into. 6 feet, dad bod. I went out and bring him directly to my bedroom and I was nervous
When home after that first time. I felt ashamed but oh so horny. Didn't get much sleep that night. Kept thinking about the feel of that cock in my mouth. Must have jacker off 5 times that night. Thought about all day during work. At quitting time I went back. I knew i shouldn't. It was scarey. I was risking my health but I didn't care. Wasn't sure how to get what I wanted. Got in a booth and found a video of a guy on hands and knees getting fucked.
Soon a finger poked thru the hole
Heard about ABS with glory holes. Wasn't planning on going. Not gay or anything. Eventually curiousty got the better of me. Saw the viewing booth and decided to go in and see some porn. Maybe jack off.
Found a video with hot chick and two guys. Thought DP would be good. One guy started fucking her which was nice. Then the other guy started to fuck him. That surprised me. The guy in the middle seemed to be having a good time. Surprised myself that I found it to be so hot.
Then fe
Indianapolis—October, 2023
It should not surprise any of my regular readers that I went back to the same bathhouse on my final day off in October. I knew that it would likely be different than my last visit, but that was fine. I stripped at my locker. I added my new jock, put my boots back on, snapped the leather wrist band on my left wrist and tossed the towel over my shoulder…
I make a quick tour of the all three floors. There are a few men sprinkled around the two
Indianapolis—October, 2023
(This picks up right where the last post ended.)
…I suck until I get the load. A noisy one. And a big one. Only then do I look down at who is on me. It’s the furry guy. He looks up and grins. He gives my cock a gentle squeeze and says “Come to my room…”
He grabs his towel and wraps it around his middle, tenting the fabric with his very hard cock. I sling my towel over my shoulder and follow, my very hard cock waving back and forth wi
Indianapolis—October, 2023
It was another day off, as the number of days in October dwindled and Halloween approached. I had the whole day, so I made my first trip to one of the two bathhouses that keep Indy pigs busy. I chose the one that has a slightly older clientele. The last time I worked in this area, I seemed to be there every day off I had and always had a broad choice of men. I packed a lunch to eat after my early afternoon time there…
I have a locker. I hat
Indianapolis—October, 2023
The very next day I drove to Indy to see Keshawn and meet his friend/fuckbud. I made it there in good time, with less traffic around the city then usual. I had not been able to pack the sling with everything else I had to take for the month of working. So, with just my bag containing lube and jock, I went up the steps to his apartment…
We hug. I learn quickly the third man has had to cancel. I don’t find that a problem. We strip down in hi
Eastern Illinois—October, 2023
I arrived at my work gig feeling quite refreshed after the bookstore visit detailed in the last post. Which was a good thing, as I had two weeks of intensive work with no time to play. Things relaxed a little by the third week and I finally had a full day off. Two actually. I had scheduled a meet with Keshawn on Tuesday, but I also had Monday to myself. And I needed relief!
I chose to go to the bookstore I visited in Eastern Illinois when I ha
Northern Indiana—October, 2023
By the first Saturday of the month, I was packing to head for a month-long work gig in Indiana. I got the car loaded and was on the road by noon. I was leaving the day before I needed to be there, though I could certainly have made the trip in just a few hours. I knew that the small village I would be staying in would severely limit any fun, so I was going the long way to get there. My plan was to stop at the busy northern Indiana bookstore and get
My Playroom—October, 2023
The next day, after my time with the guy in the leather jacket, Kieran sent me a text saying his truck was fixed—and could he come over to suck my dick and get fucked? I said ‘yes’ and he showed up right after I finished my lunchtime soup…
We head straight downstairs. He strips off and tosses his clothes in the chair. I’ve not bothered to get dressed today, knowing Kieran was coming so early this afternoon. I hang my bathrobe on the door knob
Near Home—October, 2023
I was horned. I had made a date with Kieran, the bearded married man who gives me his ass (but is a driven cocksucker) to meet in the playroom. He was late. Finally, I got a text. His pickup was not running and he was still working on it. Damn!
I know him well enough that it was not some excuse to get out of the hook up. In fact, we agreed to meet the next day if he could get it working. But what was I to do with my afternoon? Go find someone for
Jackson—October, 2023
On the evening of the last post, I went to bed horned. As I was stripping down, I considered starting a new devil’s dick, but, dammit, I wanted to do some live breeding or feeding. The moment I woke up the next morning I knew I was going to have sex—or at least look for it. I went in search of it to the bookstore with the new play area of cubicles, gloryholes and the medical exam table. I timed my arrival for just after lunch. It was a Sunday and I had no i
Near Home—September, 2023
September had been a very good month for my sex life. I had had all sorts of variety at the bookstore, the wet session with GaryM and other varied one on one sessions in my playroom. On the last day of the month, just a couple of days after the last trip, I hurried back to the bookstore for more…
I park. A man gets out of the car next to me. He is young, Black and hot as fuck. His tall and lanky frame has disappeared into the store before I
Near Home—September, 2023
A Friday afternoon at the end of the month—and I’m bored. So, it’s off to the bookstore…
I am sitting off to the side in the straight theatre. The shaved head man (who usually works the room with his partner, both sucking as much cock as possible) approaches. He is on his own today. He gives me five minutes of great head—a great warm up for a busy afternoon. Just as I feel he wants to move on, a man who has to be over 70 approached me. He’s
Near Home—September, 2023
It took a few days to get horny again after sending GaryM home with the seven loads from the devil’s dick, one fresh load and a ton of piss, all deep in his ass. But I did. I went to the bookstore on the next Saturday afternoon, a day on which I don’t go as often. But I wanted to see if there were fresh faces there on a different day…
I go into the straight theatre. I sit in the cocksucker’s seat. In moments, the air is electric with potential sex.
My Playroom—September, 2023
It was a given that GaryM, after our first hot session, would return to the playroom. I think both of us were surprised that it happened quite so fast after the first. But we were both horned and eager to try more. We chatted a little by email about what direction we would like to take things. Many fetish ideas were discussed, but I couldn’t get out of my head how I really wanted to wet his hole with piss before a long rim session…
GaryM ar
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Near Home—September, 2023
I did one more trip to the bookstore, a few days after seeing Kieran. I had gotten rid of the blue balls by jerking for the devil’s dick, but I wanted a really good mouth or ass (or both!) to make me cum. It suddenly felt that it had been quite some time since that had happened...
I am in the straight theatre. A bigger white guy is in the cocksucker’s seat. On his phone. I sit along the side wall. A couple of men are also in here, but they don’t s
My Playroom—September, 2023
Kieran sent me a text. He wanted to suck my cock. And get pounded. He is the bearded married man I met at the bookstore—and who has had two sessions in the playroom. Those had given him just what he needed and he wanted more.
He had actually been asking to come over once a week since the last time. For a variety of reasons, I couldn’t say yes to all the requests, but I did now, in the middle of September. I knew I was going into a work gig, so
I met Hunter at a gay night a bar was having in the north part of town. It was the first time I went to the gay night, and it didn’t take long before he came up to me and started chatting. We hit it off and had a couple of drinks. The bar started emptying out, so I invited him back to my place for more drinks. He followed me home in his car and we went into my bedroom and had a couple more beers while chatting. One thing led to another and our clothes quickly came off.
I was pleasantly surp
Near Home—September, 2023
The next morning, after giving Jaylen just one spurt of jizz, I was horned. It’s lucky I can piss with a hardon, for it was not going down on my first early morning trip to the bathroom. I showered, ate breakfast and published the Folsom hot dog picture on the blog. By noon, I knew that I would be headed to the bookstore—even though a Tuesday afternoon was not a prime time.
The parking lot surprises me—it is almost half full. I pay my admissi
