I actually didn’t go out last night after all. Didn’t have to! At the gym, I wore a hot new pair of shorts with a bareback porn company logo on it and caught the attention of a horny little stud on the elliptical. Sort of like a shorter, tatted up version of Max Schutler.
Maybe not the most hung guy in the gym, but an adorable and sensual fuck…
Bearfriend is coming into town earlier than expected today, so we’ll have plenty of time to relax enjoy each other. I think this afternoon I’ll take us to get our auras photographed, before and after we fuck.
Awww, Logan McCree. I miss seeing him perform. This re-released scene with the Visconti Triplets kind of sucks (even Logan says so), but from his social media presence, it looks like Mr. McCree might be gearing up for another go.
It’s almost May and conversations are turning toward Gay Days. All the Last Minute Marys are hitting the gym, desperate to get in shape before the pool parties begin, and all I can say is: Too late, girl. You should have started 6 months ago…or more.
Not trying to be a hater, but please put down your phone and at least try to use the equipment you’re making me wait for. I’ve gotta wrap up this workout and go buy me some new Speedos…one size smaller.