I guess I didn’t need to wait a couple of months after all to enjoy scenes with Rocco Steele again. But the real surprise was how turned on I got watching (and listening to!) Billy Santoro taking Rocco’s huge cock.
And I’m not just saying that because I’m about to wake up my very verbal, very hairy pup and fuck his brains out…
Luckily, I have today off and am looking forward to yoga, the gym and buying tickets to a performance art festival that starts this week. And like last year, it’s going to stir up a whole lot of hot guys, both local and out-of-towners, who I wouldn’t usually have access to.
Today was a preview of what’s to come next month at Gay Days. Twunks and Daddies facing off poolside, some competing for each other and some against, at tea dance this afternoon. A few overblown egos aside, there’s fun in it for everybody.
I’m meeting my landlord in person today for the first time since I rented my new house. He’s a super-friendly guy with a great personality, but I have no idea what he looks like…or if he’s into Silver Foxes like me.
So in a couple of hours, we’ll see if the walk-through ends up over beers, over brunch, or over in the master bedroom…
I actually didn’t go out last night after all. Didn’t have to! At the gym, I wore a hot new pair of shorts with a bareback porn company logo on it and caught the attention of a horny little stud on the elliptical. Sort of like a shorter, tatted up version of Max Schutler.
Maybe not the most hung guy in the gym, but an adorable and sensual fuck…
Awww, Logan McCree. I miss seeing him perform. This re-released scene with the Visconti Triplets kind of sucks (even Logan says so), but from his social media presence, it looks like Mr. McCree might be gearing up for another go.