My dick is pretty sore from last night, and I’m really hungover. But I better get my shit together so I can play Sexy Santa at the bar tonight.
I guess it’s good that I’m worn out so the focus can be on all the gay boys and their wishes as they sit on Santa’s lap. I’ll resume my pursuit of cock and hole tomorrow.
I’ve still got that ginger muscle guy on the brain after all…
I’ve got a full morning, but the weather is perfect for a bike ride this afternoon. Plus, it will take my mind off of the fact that my balls are filling up waiting for my hookup tomorrow…
I’m completely spent from yesterday, so I slept in, went to yoga and am relaxing in my Otter Den, thinking about what I want to do for my birthday next month.
If it was a question of who I wanted to do, Stephen Harte would definitely be at the top of that list! Hot, handsome and hairy, and he makes amazing sounds when he’s getting fucked.
I’ve still never hired an escort as a birthday present to myself, but maybe this year will be different…
It’s Thanksgiving here in the United States, a time usually reserved for family. But since none of my family lives close by, I’m taking my hot boy out to dinner instead. After we enjoy some private, naked, Daddy-boy bonding time together, of course.
I’m feeling generous. I think I’ll let him fuck me for the first time today…