As I suspected, the threesome I was supposed to have yesterday didn’t go off. We were talking and laughing and flirting, but I could tell that the chemistry just wasn’t right. So I drifted off, made out with another guy, got a couple of numbers and headed out.
Later that night, the married guy messaged me, apologizing for not following through. He then sent me some extra dirty pics of himself (in gear, with toys, etc.) and begged for my cock, promising to give up his ass to me someday soon. It left me so hard and leaking that I happily accepted his apology…and promise.
Last night at the huge performance arts festival that’s been running all week, I met a furry little lumberjack from Canada with pretty eyes, a sweet smile and a big ol’ ass of solid muscle. His show finished early in the evening, and we got talking over cocktails in a tent by the outdoor stage.
I live close to where the festival is held, so after a couple of drinks, we snuck off to my place for a crazy quickie, cleaned up and got right back. Neither his co-performers or my friends were any the wiser!
It turns out my worn out feeling yesterday was actually food poisoning. By late morning, let’s just say I had all the signs, which unfortunately left me weak and achy by the end of the day. So, no Papa or puppy for me.
Fortunately, it seems to have been a very mild case, and I expect to be back to full strength by tonight. Just in time for a farewell session with Papa Bear…
Papa Bear hasn’t even left the city and my naughty puppy (who looks like Adam Ramzi) is already sexting me pics of himself in jockstraps and leather, trying to get me to come over and play.
To be honest, I’m so satisfied (and worn out) that I’m actually going to pass and take a day to recuperate.
I hooked up with this extra-furry, mature man recently, and the sex was pretty intense. He was an assertive bottom, which I’ve enjoyed before, but this muscular man was so strong, he could pick me up and put me where he wanted me, which was exciting and new. Plus, he was wearing this worn out old jockstrap…the best kind of jockstrap.
This guy is the perfect example of why I’ve always liked older men. There’s a certain comfort in being with a man who knows exactly what he wants…and he comes with accessories!
I’ve been so focused on short guys lately that Tegan Zayne was a nice reminder that hotness comes in all sizes.
I mean, come on. He’s ridiculously hot to look at, has some super sexy body language and makes awesomely boner-inducing sounds when he’s getting fucked…
I’m going to a fetish birthday party tonight that’s bound to end in group fucking. And there’s a good chance I’m going to be the one who gets the ball rolling.
