Pride Day! Time to get to the gym, do some light manscaping and head over to the parade. I might even catch the fireworks this year before going to the Scruff party tonight.
I’ve been killing myself all week trying to free up my weekend for Orlando Pride. I’ve got no date for the pre- and post-parade parties, VIP tickets to the Scruff late-night party and no one to account for this year except me.
The woofs started yesterday, and I don’t see them stopping anytime soon. Step right up, boys!
(And by “boys,” I mean men. Hairy, muscular, pig bottom men.)
Ok. Y’all know I like a good porno storyline. This series? I’m not so sure.
It’s pretty hot in the father-son seduction scenes and the dirty talk between Dads that reference each other’s sons. I guess my problem is with the romance angle. I don’t like that they’re weaving dirty gay fantasy sex into something we can finally see as realistic and mundane.
So quasi-incest works for me, but having breakfast together beforehand crosses the line? Yep.
Driving up to bearfriend’s country home today for a little Hump Day fun, humping included. I’m finding it harder and harder to decide whether I want to try taking his big dick or just enjoy fucking his muscular ass.
We have so little time on our visits lately, there’s only so much he can handle!
When it rains it pours! I got laid again last night. I’ve been so fucking horny lately, and guys keep hitting me up exactly when I have breaks in my schedule.
Anyway, I had fucked this guy before, so I had a good idea of what I was in for. He’s a beefy Latino muscle stud who’s very passionate and loves when I fuck him. Everything was all sexy and amazing like usual, and then he starts talking to me in Spanish. Dirty Spanish. Very dirty Spanish!
It was so fucking hot I couldn’t stop cumming. I’m fucking and fucking and cumming so hard inside him, while he’s cumming and swearing in Spanish and looking deeply into my eyes. It was so fucking hot!
And I made sure he knew that his dirty talk is welcome next time and every time…