From Hole Wreckers
Starring Hugh Hunter and Rafael Lords
Since I’m so tall, someone suggested I get a line tattooed on my chest and when people ask what it means, just say “you have to be at least this tall to ride this ride.”
A hilarious idea that I’m actually considering doing…except that the opposite is really true. If you’re over 6 feet tall, it’s unlikely I’m going to find you sexually attractive. There are exceptions, of course, but I love my little guys…
Butch Dixon
Starring Julio Rey and Mario Domenech
So this super hot guy I met a couple of weeks ago texted me last night, and gentlemen, it’s on!
He looks remarkably like Mario Domenech, and I’m pretty sure it’s going down exactly like this this afternoon…
DILF #01
Starring Robert and Pascal
Today I switch back to a cutting cycle, a shift in my diet and exercise designed to lower my body fat while retaining the muscle I’ve put on over the past three months. As much as I can retain, anyway.
I am the DILF… I am the DILF… I am the DILF…
Chaos Men
Starring Cooper Reed and Ivan
My bearfriend has the prettiest blue eyes, and I get to look into them this afternoon. Yay!
Fucking, drinking and a man to hold during American Horror Story? Two thumbs up!!
Private Party, Scene 1
Starring Max Toro, Angel Garcia, Troy Moreno, Ehrick Ortega and Lucas Fox
I’m definitely experiencing some post-party depression. The temperature outside has dropped a couple of degrees since this weekend’s Bear Bust debauchery. Both my dick and my ass are bruised from fucking and being spanked. And the pool is empty of sexy DJ’s and cuddly bears.
I had no idea I was going to have so much fun! Like crazy Gay Days fun, just on a slightly smaller scale.
Did I mention I bruised my dick??
Bare To The Bone, Scene 12
Starring Alberto Esposito and James Castle
Todya I’m having lunch with an old friend who I’m pretty sure wants my dick, then it’s underwear night again tonight.
So we’ll see just how much hump I can squeeze out of this day…
Lucas Entertainment
Starring Evan Lance and Spencer Whitman
I’ve been killing myself all week trying to free up my weekend for Orlando Pride. I’ve got no date for the pre- and post-parade parties, VIP tickets to the Scruff late-night party and no one to account for this year except me.
The woofs started yesterday, and I don’t see them stopping anytime soon. Step right up, boys!
(And by “boys,” I mean men. Hairy, muscular, pig bottom men.)