Turns out I didn’t need two dates yesterday. Brunch guy turned into an all-day experience of eating, fucking, going to a museum, the park, more eating, more fucking, drinks and, you guessed it, more fucking. He left to drive back home this morning.
I’m trying to convince him to come back for Bear Bust this weekend. As a ginger muscle bear, he’ll fit right in.
I still don’t understand barbershop fuck scenes…all those little hairs everywhere! But I was willing to suspend disbelief of that itchy detail to enjoy watching a couple of muscle hunks with major tan lines banging in the salon.
And that suit and sheer socks? Makes me excited for Monday…
My boy just left, but not until after he woke up early this morning to please his Daddy. Every time he spends the night, he always makes sure to clean himself up and get me off before he leaves, no matter how close to the crack of dawn it is.
And I have to admit, working on a Saturday is much more bearable with an empty set of balls…
My black boy is back and eager to please. I was supposed to see him last weekend, but our schedules didn’t click. So tonight he’s going to come over after work and take all his pleasure in worshiping and serving me.
I certainly won’t turn down the opportunity to kick back while he brings me my drink, rubs my shoulders, massages my feet and sucks my cock before I take him to the bedroom and fuck his tight, muscular butt with my big raw dick.
Last night, I had a great time at a burlesque show featuring “ladyboys,” and not all of them tucked. There was one in particular who was obviously packing, and I, along with everyone else, was staring. But I was the only one who got his number.
What can I say? I like my boys with a bit of swish…