Maybe it’s my sweet tooth kicking in as I get older, but there were a lot of hot younger guys at the gym this morning. One in particular looked like Hugo Arias, and I could tell he wanted to follow me into the locker room. Actually, I could tell he wanted Daddy to take him home and fuck him.
Valentine’s Day is right around the corner, so what are you going to do for that special someone this year? Flowers? Chocolates? Or a giant tub of Crisco, and the entire length of your arm.
Since I’ve gotta all lean again, I’ve been putting in lots of extra effort to grow my glutes. I have the underlying build of an otter, so I may never develop the kind of ass Trent’s got going here, but I sure do appreciate beefy butts on other men.
I figure if I can’t get it on myself, at least I can get it from someone else…
I tried a new yoga class today, one with an instructor I really liked as a sub in a different class. Anyway, she’s apparently popular with a lot of people because today’s class was packed. Usually there’s an empty mat space in between each of us, but people were still coming in after the class began, and during a meditation pose, I felt someone mat down directly beside me. I open and I’m looking right the beautiful eyes of this hot, sexy furball.
It was supposed to be a restful, restorative class, but I left there super-charged, with my sacral chakra hummin’ and a new friend following me. And since my place is right around the corner from the yoga studio, in no time I was helping my new furry friend with his downward-facing dog…
I haven’t run across Scott Hunter in a while, so it was nice to see him back in action. I’d almost forgotten how fucking hot he is! He’s the kind of performer that makes me want to be in the scene with him. His sexual energy is off the charts!
Good thing I’ve got a date lined up for this afternoon. He won’t know what hit him…