Despite some confusion about the contents of last night’s charcuterie board, I still managed to stuff my mouth full of meat, including sausage from a bearded muscle stud I picked up at a nearby straight bar after the rest of my group had gone home…
I saw this hot, bearded muscle bear at a big gay museum party last night, but since all these people kept coming up to him that he knew, I never got a chance to insert myself directly in front of his furry face.
If I had, our night surely would have ended like this…
I was too late for my out-of-towner hookup last night, but I still hit my local hangout to toss back a few before calling it quits. Lots of horny men were out, but nothing on the menu I cared to eat.
Don’t get me wrong. I had a great time socializing, but I’m still in the mood for muscle bear. And muscle bear there was not…
I’ve got this hot muscle bear in town for two days wanting me to come to his hotel and seed his tight, muscular butt, but it looks like it’s not going to happen. Damn.
If you’re reading this Mr. Chicago, I’m working as fast as I can. If only I had someone to share the load…
After it started pouring rain yesterday, I decided to skip out on the bathhouse (one of the best parts is cruising by the pool). But instead of heading to the local cheap motel to find a trick, I finally gave in and beat off.
Since there’s usually a steady supply of men to feed or fill with my cum, I typically don’t masturbate. Turns out I am quite the tease. I edged for what seemed like hours while watching videos of guys on my Dudesnude hot list before finally shooting my load.
Once my balls started to ache, I couldn’t take it any longer…