Since my massage guy is on vacation and I’m horny from striking out yesterday, I decided to go for a sure thing…my old massage guy who I had to quit seeing because our sessions became all about him getting me aroused and getting me off.
The Speedos have started pouring in from every corner of the globe as I make my final selections for Gay Days upcoming pool parties. The built-in cockrings and enhancing cups just get in the way of my junk, and a couple of the suits clearly are cut for a man with a much more substantial butt than I have.
For a brief cut fetishist like myself, it’s hard not to get hard trying them all on so I can make sure I look right both stiff and soft. Believe it or not, I occasionally will be soft once or twice that weekend. So I try to take breaks and cold showers in between fittings.
I just can’t help thinking about all the attention I’ll be getting (and giving!) while I’m out there sporting it, and all the dirty gay action that’s going to go down…
On my own today, so I think I’ll head over to the hotels and check out the guys poolside. I’m in the mood for scruffy, young, skinny and hung, and nothing’s better than a big dick in a small swimsuit…
Today was a preview of what’s to come next month at Gay Days. Twunks and Daddies facing off poolside, some competing for each other and some against, at tea dance this afternoon. A few overblown egos aside, there’s fun in it for everybody.
I actually didn’t go out last night after all. Didn’t have to! At the gym, I wore a hot new pair of shorts with a bareback porn company logo on it and caught the attention of a horny little stud on the elliptical. Sort of like a shorter, tatted up version of Max Schutler.
Maybe not the most hung guy in the gym, but an adorable and sensual fuck…