Now that the rains have blown over, I’m going to bike to the pool and spend the afternoon getting drunk with my pals. Then I’ll take an herbal Viagra and see how many guys I can lure with my overstuffed banana hammock. It’s worked plenty of times in the past!
I just hope that there’s some good tail there today. I’m thinking cute, tight little butts, but I certainly wouldn’t turn down a hairy muscle bear ass…
I’m going to a fetish night this weekend where I hope some guys are wearing leggings like these. Besides the fact that they look incredible on Caleb King (as most things do), there’s something very strong and sexy about the styling of them that I think would work on a lot of guys.
And who doesn’t love an easy-access, attached codpiece with an opening at the top for you (or someone else) to reach in a release the beast…
Slicked Up, Scene 3
Starring Ryan Rose and Brendan Phillips
I’m actually not hung over at all after last night. It’s probably because I brought home this power bottom who drained every fluid out of me using some serious acrobatics. I haven’t been in positions like that in a looooong time. Not that I’ve gone vanilla, just that I haven’t hooked up with a freak like that in forever.
Was he on drugs? Probably. Do I care when all we did was fuck like crazy until I kicked him out? Nope!
I always make sure to put away the valuables before a potential hook-up night…
Last night was fucking awesome. After an hour of parading around in my mesh shorts, getting my boner stroked by guy after guy, one of them followed me into the bathroom and into a stall, pulled down his singlet and bent over the toilet while I fucked his tight, hairy hole raw.
It was a really spectacular barebacking, made even better by the guys recording it on their camera phones. I unloaded deep inside him, spanked him on the ass and walked back into the bar area, post-cum leaking down my leg…
It’s Spandex Happy Hour again tonight, which necessarily includes lots of sportswear and underwear, and I am totally prepared.
I’ve got some mesh football pants that really set my ass off and allow the fellas to get a glimpse of my big dick through the fabric. Unless I tease them with a jockstrap underneath.
I’ve always loved fucking big muscle guys, but the bigger and stronger I get myself, the more I like hooking up with short, fit men. To me and my date, it’s simply enjoying the power play, but when I see the contrast in pictures, I get why people stare.
They’re imagining what we look like having sex and are worried for the little guy!