My Pup Champ is in town and texting me to arrange another double penetration of him with me and a friend of his who’s equally well-hung. We’ve done him together before, and I’m down to go again.
The feeling of someone’s pulsing cock cumming against mine deep inside a sweet hole is definitely something to enjoy whenever possible…
The boy disappeared this morning, as he tends to do after a long night of fucking and cuddling. So I’ve got Sunday Funday to myself, which I’m more than happy to enjoy alone.
Spandex Happy Hour last night was a blast, hanging out with friends, figuratively and in some cases literally. But I have to ask again, where are all these bottoms everywhere says we have a glut of? All of the guys I was interested in fucking last night were tops.
I’m heading over to a jockstrap/naked Super Bowl party yet again this year. This one is a little closer to my place at a house that’s going to prove to be a tight squeeze if everyone on the guest list shows up.
We’ll practically be sitting on each others’ laps…