I love Christopher Daniels with a beard, but I’m kinda surprised by his extra-lean look. I mean, I’m down to 11% body fat, and I look chunky next to him. I prefer him with a little more meat on his bones.
Don’t get me wrong. I still find him super hot. But it’s going to make me think twice about leaning down any more myself.
Last night with my bearfriend was great. We drank, screwed, took a couple of Vicodin, went out for steaks, drank, saw Santa, screwed and passed out. Come to think of it, it’s actually only the second time we’ve fucked under the influence.
Okay, so I may not be into the guys (Kayden Gray is somewhat doable), but I’m definitely into the scene. I haven’t had someone worship my feet in far too long, and I’d be happy to reward him by letting him smell my socks while I fuck him.
I know just the guy for the job, but he’s out of town until next week! I don’t think my feet can wait that long…
In with all the wild art, there were lots of crazy costumes and even crazier behaviors at Art Basel this weekend. You just had to know where to look, and thanks to my bearfriend and friends down from New York and Seattle, I did.
It makes another normal day back home seem boring. So I’ve decided to wear a wrestling singlet tomorrow…all day, everywhere!