Despite the full moon and the cosmos being in turmoil, I’ve actually had a pretty good day today. Fires were easy to extinguish. I started a great new workout routine at the gym. And hot guys are messaging me even as I write this.
So hopefully yours was only as torturous as you wanted it to be…
Bearfriend showed up early, so I sent him off to the gay sundries store down the street to pick up a new jockstrap and a fresh bundle of rope while I shoot this off to you. Of course we’ve already fucked once. You know it’s almost impossible for me to relax with that looming in the air. And the sooner that’s taken care, the faster I can reload!
So that’s all for today, gentlemen. Happy Super Bowl Sunday!
The Super Bowl is on and even though I expect my team to win (go ‘Hawks!), my bearfriend is joining me for the hyper-masculine fun. I’m horny and I know the whole situation will turn him on, but he’s had an upset stomach lately.
And we all know what that means when it comes to being fucked.
So I’ll be putting out a killer game day spread… in more ways than one!
Maybe I have yoga on the brain, but it looks like Max Cameron has learned some very accommodating poses. And really, if he’s that good, he should have no problem taking a big dick.
It’s called acting, my friends, and he’s doing a darn good job at it. After all, I do like a good pained expression from time to time as a hot muscle bottom struggles to take my cock…