Everything worked out as planned last night, with my straight buddy jerking me off at the bar… twice… before using my cum as lube and stroking his load out all over my furry thigh (it was underwear night).
Very dirty and very satisfying, but I’ve got a vicious case of the Hangover Hornies today that I don’t think a standard jack-off sesh will handle. I’ll give it an hour on Scruff, but then I’m thinking I may have to hit the bathhouse…
Last night did turn out to be my lucky night in terms of pounding hairy hole, so tonight I’m going out for a different kind of luck.
There’s this super hot straight guy I know who gets off being a j.o. exhibitionist around other guys and rarely gets the chance to do it. But I just found out he’s going out tonight, and I know which bar he’s going to. Plus, his curiosity gets the better of him whenever he sees my big dick, and he always wants to stroke me off right there at the bar.
Everyone is surprised (including me!) that I didn’t have nearly as much sex last weekend as I expected. More importantly, I did not breed a single man.
I may not have ended up fucking one in a sling, but last night was a sea of hot leathermen with a whole lot of tan-lined white muscle butts. You gotta love leather bars at the beach!
