Short week this week. Big gay cocktail party tonight, then a race through the next few days before heading to St. Pete for the weekend.
I may have missed Pride there this year (270,000 people!), but I still plan on having a dirty, gay old time. I know a few guys in that area I haven’t seen in a while who are very excited I’ll be in town, and then there’s the gay resort…
Still not sure what’s going on with my sex drive, but I won’t look too far into the horse’s mouth. Suffice it to say that even after banging the shit out of this incredibly hot Latino muscle guy last night and beating off this morning, I’m still wound up and ready to go!
OMG. There was an adorable little guy serving us at the restaurant last night. We all agreed he would be super-fun to toss around! But none of us got his number. What’s wrong with us??
Still, it’s given me a hankering for short men again. Like it ever left!
Just got back from lunch with my puppy, and he told me all about his most recent trip to Barcelona. Apparently, he was the Star of the Bar one night as guy after guy took turns fucking and fisting him in a sling. It was an astonishing story to hear, and I felt a little concerned for his hole, but not to worry. My puppy is a pro.
Some people may not think it’s romantic to take a guy from behind, but I have to disagree. Sure, I like looking a guy in the eyes and kissing him while I’m fucking him, but there’s something amazing about a man who’s willing to trust you enough to turn his back and open himself up to you. You literally get to see a whole different side of him, and what’s more romantic than spooning in as you slowly bury yourself deep inside him?
Plus, if he’s got back hair, you’ve got something to nuzzle. Or grab onto!
Big Rig Breakdown
Starring Jaxton Wheeler and Morgan Shades
My continuing, super-high level of horniness has really become a major nuisance. Especially now that I noticed a round, red spot on my dick and have to wait 3 days for the test results.
Not only is it possible that all the wild fucking I’ve been doing has led to an STD, but now that I have to wait, it’s going to be even more annoying to be distracted by a throbbing boner all day and no one to take care of it but me.
It’s been an exhausting weekend trapping muscle bears, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything! Good thing I took today off, though. Shades pulled. Coconut water. Couch.
Doesn’t snowballing all weekend mean it’s time to hibernate?