A friend of mine’s pup sucked my cock last night after losing to me in a Most Beautiful Cock competition. Then this morning I got blown by another otter on his way to work.
Don’t get me wrong, the blowjobs are great, but I really need a nice piece of experienced ass to fill up. I’ve got a muscle cub lined up for later in the week, so hopefully that pans out.
I’ve been playing by the pool so much that I haven’t been getting to the gym as much as I need. My six-pack is disappearing and slowly being replaced by a soft, furry tummy. It’s nice to pet and would totally be a hit at the Gay Days Bear Pool in June, but if I can’t burn it back off by then, at least I should blow my pecs up more to counterbalance it…
I called it. Yesterday went exactly as expected, and after the gym today, we’re off for more of the same. I’m grateful for all the fun play time, but man, my hole is beat up from all the flipping I’ve been doing.
It’s okay, though. My hole gets a break tomorrow when some of my Seattle friends are spending the afternoon with me…and we’re not fuck buddies…
My Dick Twin and I have called off our plans for today. It turns out the guy we were going to DP is actually just a very curious top and not the experienced total bottom we thought he was.
So we’ll move on to greener pastures, which probably means another day or two at the pool, drinking and carousing. And secretly flip-fucking and breeding each other when we get back to my house…
I was hanging out with my Dick Twin last night, and he tends to attract a lot of so-called straight guys. I’m waiting to pay the bar tab and glance out the window to where he was smoking and see this beefy straight dude talking to him…and pulling up his shorts.
I quickly go outside to catch the guy walking off and my DT tells me the guy just showed him his ass after DT had told him that we want to DP him. Turns out this straight guy is actually gay, but for some reason totally flies under the gaydar. DT calls out to him to do it again for me, and he drops them again to show his hot ass while he’s walking away.
We’ll see what happens, but plans are already being made for the three of us to play tomorrow…
For some reason I woke up thinking it was Monday. It wasn’t until people started messaging me about going to the beach and pool that I realized today is actually Sunday.
Free day! Or as my friend calls that one messy THOT still playing balcony bingo from the night before…Free Space!!