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
Indianapolis—May, 2022
I came home from CLAW and self isolated for a week. I was fine. Tired, but fine. It took until the end of that week to even feel horned again. This proved to be perfect timing as Keshawn wanted to do something special for his birthday. He had also invited a good looking man (who was a vers/bottom) so Keshawn could be his versatile self. I liked the idea of the variety that this offered. Devious scenarios played in my mind as I packed the sling and drove south.
Cleveland—April, 2022
(The night in the dungeon wing of the bathhouse continues from the previous entry.)
There are now two asses, side by side, in the glory hole wall. I fuck each of them—not for as long as I would like, as the holes are low in the wall for my long legs. I do awkward knees bends as I rail each man. But from the groans on the other side of the partition, they love getting fucked by an anonymous big cock.
I find my friend Bob hanging around the sling we didn’t u
Cleveland—April, 2022
I stayed in most of the next day after my night at the Horse Market. I treated myself to a nice meal that evening, then went back to the hotel and wrote a little. I was returning to the bathhouse that night. I was meeting a specific man there. We had chatted for a long time and always missed each other at various leather weekends—and we lived too far away for a session on either of our home turfs. But he had a hotel-like room at the baths—and I agreed we should fi
Cleveland—April, 2022
I didn’t try for any sex during the day after my Thursday night at the baths. I wanted to save every drop of semen for my play on Friday evening. I was going to my first Horse Market. In case you have been living under some sort of non-sexual rock, the Horse Market is a sex party that started in Berlin and has spread to a number of European cities—and finally there is one in San Francisco which also hosts events around the USA. There are very specific rules. Men
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
Cleveland—April, 2022
I made it into Cleveland easily. It was rather odd to be in a hotel again; even if it was not the host hotel, it was busy and full of people. I had decided my way back into CLAW was to stay somewhere else—and mingle as I felt motivated. I set up my room—and wrote a little.
After dinner, I decided I really wanted to explore the bathhouse in town, not try to juggle the apps. I had not been to this one in several years. The pandemic was not the only excuse—but t
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
I’m home tonight, it’s Sunday - Superbowl Sunday in fact, which signifies nothing to me since I’ve never watched football in my life. The clock was closing on 8:00 pm, and I had just heated up a bowl of soup for a late supper. I planned to read the news online while I ate it, and then probably think about getting some rest, as I had been up late the night previous. Tonight seemed like a good night to just unwind. The cat agreed; she wanted me to go the fuck to bed so she could have the house to
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
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
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
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
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
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
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.
Im a married daddy with 2 daughters. One day I hooked up with a gay guy who introduced me to bareback chemsex . He took my virginity on the first time and shot big load deep inside my virgin asshole. He turned me from a straight top daddy into a submissive bottom pig for his raw cock.
My Playroom—April, 2022
As soon as I got in my car in the bookstore lot (after the adventure detailed in the last two posts) I got a text from Perry with Cruz’s phone number. The moment I was home, Cruz and I were texting. Among other things, I invited him for a ride in my sling anytime he wanted. He was excited by that. So much so, that just six days later he was coming to my house.
He lived to the north of me, but was coming down to visit family closer to my area. He’d play in t
