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
Grand Rapids—November, 2023
I love group sex. I heard that the house party to the north of me, dormant for a few months, was happening again in November. The host was excited I would be back in the state. He expected a bigger turn out. He hoped I might bring the fuck bench and rim seat to help keep them all busy. I packed them into the car and drove into town, arriving just a little early so I could get the equipment set up before the guests arrived.
The host, a short, thi
Near Home—November, 2023
The next day, a Thursday, I was supposed to have a fisting session, but it fell through. I was horned, and as I didn’t really get off with Kieran, I went to the bookstore. Once again, it proved that you just never know…
I sit along the wall in the straight theatre. A guy who always masturbates, but wants no one to touch him, is sitting in the cocksucker’s seat. He is stroking hard, with his dick inside a rubber so he’ll make no mess. I have a pair o
My Playroom—November, 2023
I came home from the house party entirely sated, truly drained dry. I had done so much with so many. It was the middle of the next week before I felt like sex again. I thought something completely different would be a good change of pace. Kieran, the married man who can slip away midweek, was eager to suck my dick. His mouth is so good and that seemed like the change of pace I needed after all the fucking I did in Chicago.
He arrived right at 1:0
ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE - P'TOWN PARTY WEEKEND PART 10
Installment number Ten of what was probably the best real 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 by myself, with him joining me after his convention for the much more vanilla style sex he prefers. Thursday night my buddy Jimmy hosted a hot orgy for me but Friday morning, emer
I was visiting Waikiki for a week and was sitting at one of the local gay bars one week night when I got talking to a really cute flight attendant and his friend. He was about 5'7" with a bubble butt and a cherubic face with awesome dick-sucking lips. He was wearing a tank top and short shorts so you could just see the straps of a jockstrap hugging his ass. We hit it off and had a few drinks while chatting and eventually I invited him back to my hotel room. His friend handed him a condom and tol
Chicago—November, 2023
(This picks up right where we left off…)
I am deep in anonymous ass. This guy has been butt up, head buried under a pillow, for the whole party. Men have fucked him all night. It’s my turn. His hole is wet. He has good skills in milking cock. But I do miss seeing his face respond to my fuck.
Zane taps me on the shoulder.
“I just got loaded. You want it…???”
I grunt an affirmative. I pull out of the anonymous guy. My hand goes to the back o
Chicago—November, 2023
(This picks up right where we left off with Part One…)
Zane stands up from the rimseat, moves down and sits on my cock as I lie there.
I close my eyes for a moment as he slides down on me. I open them again just as a thick, hairy ass, sits on the seat and blacks out my vision.
“Now eat my hole!”
My senses are feeling overloaded. Zane is fucking himself hard, making my cock grow thicker as even more blood rushes to it. My tongue can’t get
Chicago—November, 2023
Once again, I was lucky enough to be invited by Zane, the young Scent Pig, to the big house party in Chicago. (It always pays to fuck the host!) The last one had been in August and was one of the very best group sex scenes of my life. (After all, it took three full posts to chronicle it. I, II, III.) I was excited. I wanted to see Zane—and I knew I could get rid of the load that I didn’t get to shoot earlier in the week.
I arrived in the late afternoo
Near Home—November, 2023
I was home now. It felt good to be back. But the combination of little sleep before the long drive—and then more driving after I shot every drop of cum into the Latino—left me really tried. Add to that, my sinuses were acting up with the constant fluctuations of the weather. I kept a low profile for a couple of day.
I was ready to go again by the Thursday after my drive on Sunday. I went to the bookstore, of course. I’d been gone a month. I wonder
Before covid I used to work at a small office in a residential area. One day I decided to download grindr and see who's around. Turns out nobody interesting so I delete the app.
One Saturday I was alone at work and horny so I re-download the app and a handsome and fit man in his late forties message me. We exchange pictures and I already know he can't host because he's straight and probably married which turns out to be true. I said fuck it and invited him over to my office and he was skeptica
Northern Indiana—November, 2023
I was headed home. It had not been a long contract, but I was eager to sleep in my own bed and to not fight for space in the communal kitchen during meal times. I was up early on Sunday. Too early, but I packed and got the car loaded with out disturbing the others living in the apartment.
I hit the road—and it was foggy. Densely foggy. I was not about to try to drive on the interstates. I took back roads, which were all but empty. As the su
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
