Y’all know I love a good blowjob, and this morning over breakfast a persistent cocksucker at the gay resort where I’m staying promised he could give me a great one. He was little and cute and swore I wouldn’t be disappointed, so I took him up to my suite and gave him what he wanted.
My little cocksucker definitely did not disappoint and was very grateful for the opportunity to receive my first load of the weekend. So now I’m totally relaxed and about to head down for a quiet afternoon by the pool.
Some people may not think it’s romantic to take a guy from behind, but I have to disagree. Sure, I like looking a guy in the eyes and kissing him while I’m fucking him, but there’s something amazing about a man who’s willing to trust you enough to turn his back and open himself up to you. You literally get to see a whole different side of him, and what’s more romantic than spooning in as you slowly bury yourself deep inside him?
Plus, if he’s got back hair, you’ve got something to nuzzle. Or grab onto!
The overacting in this video was way too much for me. Total boner killer. But then I think about what it would be like to fuck Giorgio Arsenale myself, and schwing!!
Even though my body is still recovering from all the partying last weekend, my libido is doing just fine. In fact, it’s actually super high and kinda distracting. I’ve had to beat off a bunch of times already just to get through the day. It’s like hair-of-the-dog for fucking my brains out!
And I’m definitely leaning toward mustachioed muscle Daddies…
Paddleboarding in Lauderdale this morning was super-awesome! Great weather, gorgeous views and hot guys everywhere, including some incredible mustaches, muscular blondes and olive-skinned men with big bulges in their trunks.
I’ve got a little bit of a hangover this morning. Must be the combination of too much sun and booze yesterday before snagging that furry, inked couple and spending the afternoon getting to know their hotel room.
You know me, not really into couples or groups. But one of them was so fucking hot that I couldn’t resist.
I guess you could say that, much like this scene from Bareback That Hole, one of the guys shouldn’t have been there…
Not sure if I’ll get to see my bearfriend this weekend or have to wait until next, but in the meantime I can enjoy the ginger furriness of Zack Acland.
And it reminds me I need to get cracking if I’m going to buy all the underwear and swimwear I’m going to need for Gay Days…only 3 weeks away!
