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!
Big, burly men being dominated. I have to say that I do get off on it.
I’ll have to try some of these moves at the gym today. There’s a giant ginger muscle stud with huge, heavily-tattooed arms who I’d love to spank for staying on the bench press too long…
I know a lot of porn stars are short, but these camera angles and the arrangement of black and white set pieces are making Paddy O’Brian and Goran look tiny. And that’s no small feat considering the amount of muscle on them and the size of Paddy O’Brian’s dick.