I just got home from a great night with my “son.” We fucked in his hotel room for a few hours before going out for a late dinner, then headed back to the hotel for more. I even stayed over and bred him again this morning.
My dick is pretty sore from last night, and I’m really hungover. But I better get my shit together so I can play Sexy Santa at the bar tonight.
I guess it’s good that I’m worn out so the focus can be on all the gay boys and their wishes as they sit on Santa’s lap. I’ll resume my pursuit of cock and hole tomorrow.
I’ve still got that ginger muscle guy on the brain after all…
I’ve got a full morning, but the weather is perfect for a bike ride this afternoon. Plus, it will take my mind off of the fact that my balls are filling up waiting for my hookup tomorrow…
Yesterday didn’t exactly go as planned. My guy slept late and got busy with his friends instead of getting busy with me. At least we ran into each other later that night and sucked each other’s cocks in the bathroom. Just not to completion.
So it’s another oddly sexually frustrated morning for me. I’m working from home, though, so I maybe be able to fit some action in at some point…
My beautiful black son had to pick up an extra shift, so I won’t be able to bury my big white Daddy dick in him today. Instead, it looks like I’ll be biking over to the gay resort pool and catching a few rays.
Last night a big, furry muscle Daddy worshiped my cock and hole with his mouth after chasing me for years. But when it came to fuck me, he was so nervous that he couldn’t get it up.
Instead, he fucked me with his thick finger while I stroked off. The orgasm was incredibly intense, but I really wish he would have bred me.
And that leaves today. I had been leaning top, but after last night, I’m thinking I might just take whatever position is available. My cum hunger and level of horniness is through the roof…