My boy was in town briefly last night, so I put on the jockstrap and underwear he left me, picked up a pizza at the place by his house and delivered it in full porno delivery guy mode. He used the shirt to wipe up all the cum and offered it back to me when I got ready to leave, but I turned him down.
I’m going to miss that stank of his (I’m getting hard right now just thinking about it), but I want to keep mixing it up and experimenting with him… and whoever else wants to get down with my sock and jock fetish.
This guy I’ve been kind of seeing is heading to Berlin on vacation in the next couple of weeks, and although I admit I’m a little jealous over it, I hope he lets himself be free enough to enjoy some crazy darkroom sex or a “mare market” while he’s there…
For obvious reasons, I’m not a fan of Nathan Gear, but I’m definitely into Rich Kelly and this whole setup.
In fact, I’ve been finding myself in similar situations a lot lately with my newest boy, who’s very hairy, kind of looks like Kelly and is kinky as fuck!
I seem to have fallen back into Blow Job Only territory. And although the deep-throat awesomeness I got yesterday afternoon was probably the best BJ I’ve ever gotten in my life (you know who you are!), I haven’t enjoyed hitting a hairy, muscular hole in far too long.
That’s definitely gonna change this week. No matter what it takes…
I may not be the biggest fan of Frank Valencia, but oh, Daddy, Samuel Colt sure does do it for me. Especially sporting that big, thick mustache that I would give anything to feel pressed against my lips and all over my fucking body.