I went out last night to meet up with a friend for drinks and ended up ditching him for a hairy little fireplug of a guy with a thick ginger beard. He had just gotten into town for a family visit, but wanted to get some tail his first night here. And he did!
He described his dick as “small to comfortable,” which to a size queen like me means “small.” But he made up for it by keeping his bright blue eyes open while we made out. And the super-soft, thick fur on his chest and ass was amazingly pettable…
My cute fantasy man sent me a video this morning of him jacking off in the bathroom at work. He shot it at the request of someone else but sent it to me, too, the hot little fucker.
So now I’m all distracted at my desk, not sure what to do with myself. Actually, I know exactly what to do. I’ll stroke one out to that video he sent!
He looks a little like Aaron Asker, but with a better body. Impossible, I know…
The sexting continues today with my Gay Days Husband sending me a video of him masturbating at a job site where he’s a contractor. It’s such a dirty thing to be doing in someone else’s house while you’re supposed to be working…and where you might be caught.
It’s too bad he lives in another state or I’d drive right over and get fucked by that big thing. The danger would be more intoxicating than poppers!
I’ll have to send him a video back of me stroking it to his video…
Why do I get the feeling there’s going to be a lot of unusual shenanigans tonight?
The full moon isn’t until tomorrow, but I’m totally getting a rough trade vibe from the club and bar-hopping plans I’ve laid out and by who’s been messaging me.
I better watch my back, or I’m gonna wake up with a redneck in my bed…
It’s massage day again, and I could definitely use it. I’ve been training hard getting ready for Gay Days and I’m pretty sore all over.
It’s also a happy ending kind of day. My massage guy has studied genital massage techniques, and frankly his hands feel better than a lot of the mouths and asses I’ve been in.
Sometimes I feel bad that straight guys don’t get to have as much sex as most gay men do. But then I find a muscular Southern stud stroking it and sympathy is replaced by lust.
I’m too busy to hook up today anyway. Might as well beat off to him…
