It’s massage day again for me, and I could really use it. All the stress I’ve been under, coupled with the crazy fucking I’ve been doing, kind of has my body in knots. I’ve got to get straightened out (so to speak) before the weekend because I’m got my sights set on a big bodybuilder I met recently.
And I already know that he knows how to throw me around…
I know I said I was going to switch back to hairy guys, but at the pool yesterday, I met a hot little hairless muscle boy, covered in tattoos, who had me getting hard just in the brief moment we were introduced and touched as he was saying goodbye.
I was talking with my friend about him, and five minutes later the kid comes running back over with his number written on a piece of scrap box he must have found in the car. Adorable.
Although I’ve been making plans with a new ginger boy for next week, today is Daddy Day with my black son. And son, is he in for a treat.
Besides the fact that I haven’t fucked anyone in a week, I’m taking him to a whiskey pairing dinner tonight, where he will be accompanying Daddy with a huge load in his ass…
Justin’s Feet and Socks Worshiped
Starring Justin Case and Ricky Larkin
This morning was weird. I got online to write about having my feet worshiped, and my blog was down. I recently moved DGB to a better server, but apparently one of the transfer verifications had fallen through the digital cracks.
But I’m already back up, so I can return to fantasizing about having my giant feet worshiped. I’ve been taking great care of them, and I’m planning to show them off poolside this afternoon.
We’ll see just how many foot rubs will be on offer, but there’s a big, meaty muscle bear I met last night who I hope shows up for the win…
Spandex Happy Hour last night was a blast, hanging out with friends, figuratively and in some cases literally. But I have to ask again, where are all these bottoms everywhere says we have a glut of? All of the guys I was interested in fucking last night were tops.