I’m surprisingly not that hungover after all my birthday partying last night, but as predicted, I didn’t get off. So since today is the first day of winter, I’m going to seek out a furry muscle cub or otter I can fuck and cuddle.
Man, I love eating ass. Give me a fresh, furry hole and a pair of sweet cheeks, and I could get lost in there for hours. That said, I haven’t been eating much ass lately, and it’s a little tricky to order for a lunch break. But I’m getting my car serviced later this morning on the north side of town, and I’ve got a fuck buddy who lives in that area I haven’t seen in a while.
Looks like I could be having tossed salad for lunch…
Okay, okay. I know I just said yesterday that I don’t need to fuck more than one guy per day, but with a visit from my Northern son right around the corner, I should amend that a bit.
I want to make my boy happy, and that just might require that I have a friend or two over to share his holes. He loves taking multiple dicks, and I want to make sure he has a holiday vacation he won’t soon forget…
It’s been a long time since I’ve been to the local bathhouse, but some friends have been telling me that the scene there has improved, especially on the weekends.
And if the guys are anything like Alexander Garrett and Ace Era, you won’t be able to drag me out of there…