What a strange morning. I woke up with a bloody hand. Apparently, I punched the wall in my sleep. Then as I’m making breakfast, I realize…I’ve got a load of cum in my ass.
I’m dying to get laid, but most people are out of town at various Pride events this weekend. At least there’s great weather, so I’ll be having a late brunch by the pool. And you never know who I could meet.
I’m putting the energy out there for tattooed muscle hunks…
Things didn’t get too out of control last night. Probably because the wildest of my friends stayed in so they can move house today. So I’ll be helping my friends move…while drinking away the afternoon with them.
I just need to leave some time for the pool, weather permitting, followed by a disco nap. Cocktail party later tonight!
Gay Days has come and gone, leaving me with post-partyin’ depression. I met so many great guys and so much fun drinking, dancing and flirting. It just feels sad and quiet in my house.
So today I’ll call my Dick Twin and see if he wants to go hang at the pool and have a few cocktails. It would be nice to listen to some tunes together and catch a buzz, and despite all the sex I had this weekend, I’d love to hit that cute little boy butt of his again…
Lots of things about this type of porn make me hard.
He’s a coach. A muscular, hairy, mustachioed Daddy. In a locker room office alone. Pulling his dick out from under his jockstrap pouch. Sliding off the jock and pulling his hard dick down with it. Stroking his thick meat by the fistful. Side view of his beefy butt and tan lines. And an undershot of the glass table as he’s cumming on it.