Ok, so my plans with my buddy turned out to be more date-like than fuck-filled. We made out and he slept over, but only cuddling happened because we had too much fun taking shots with our mutual friends.
Now he’s passed out in my bed, and I’m up doing the paper, letting the poor boy sleep.
He needs his rest for what’s about to happen to him…
Based on the relatively little amount of bottoming I’ve done in my life, I’ve got to hand it to the power bottoms out there. Sure, some of your holes have been stretched to the point that they no longer snap back, but damn. When I see a little guy like Andy Star taking a pounding by an enormous monster cock, I’ve just got to applaud. Amazing.
I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to receive like that, but you never know. I’ve run into some pretty big dicks in my life…
I do love me some public sex. Not that long ago, I flirted with a guy at the movies and we ended up going outside and fucking under the building’s exterior staircase.
Danger is fun. Gloryholes are fun. But I draw the line at getting on a strange bathroom floor to fuck. That’s just nasty…
Pig Alley, Scene 6
Starring D Arclyte and Nate Grimes
I ran into an old fisting buddy at a cocktail party last night, and he made it very clear that he wants to try taking my big hands again. I wear a size XXXL glove.
He says he’s been practicing, so maybe this weekend we’ll have some fun together…then brunch!
It’s back to the grind after a weekend of crazy day-drinking and pool party groping. But it’s so hard to concentrate because I still haven’t shot my load. It’s like I’ve been edging for days!
That’s going to end this afternoon. I’ve got a muscular bottom from Sunday’s party already lined up and eager to serve…
Although I had a great time at the pool party yesterday, I didn’t get laid. That may change today with a naked pool party that is notorious for becoming a sex party after sunset.
We’ll just have to see which muscle bears are in the soup today…
Pool party season is officially in full swing, and most of these parties are naked. I don’t know how I ended up with so many nudist friends, but usually they don’t mind if I keep my Speedo on at the party.
After a few drinks, I typically end up skin to the wind like everyone else. It’s just that, with all those dicks out, it’s not long before I’m hard and heading to a guest room with the man of my choice.
There’s a lot of muscle on the list for today’s party, so I better hit the gym and get some veins poppin’ if I want to land my catch…