Gotta say I wasn’t feeling too hot today. I must have eaten something off…like some bad ass or something. Of course, that didn’t stop me from fucking this super-hot, super-hairy stud who was just in town for the day.
What can I say? He asked me over, and when I showed up at his hotel room, the door was unlocked and he was blindfolded and in a jockstrap, face down, ass up…
Or maybe I should call my friend Franco this afternoon and see who he’s got strapped to his tickling table. Because I sure would be fine with cumming on the face of some bound straight guy like Damian…
I woke up this morning with not just a boner, but a hard-on so raging it could cut stone. And my balls hurt so bad I thought I might have rolled over on them in my sleep. Then I realized, I’ve been so busy, it’s been days since I shot my load!
Since I’m completely swamped today, I don’t have much chance of finding a fuzzy Italian bottom to fuck. And my muscle bear doesn’t get in until tomorrow afternoon.
I better beat off before bed or I’ll be in Wet Dreamland tonight…