Another weekend of great times with my bearfriend just ended, and we won’t be seeing each other again for a while. So it’s time to shift gears and find a verbal power bottom I can fuck the shit out of.
And I just happen to know one who’s going to be in town two days from now…
In with all the wild art, there were lots of crazy costumes and even crazier behaviors at Art Basel this weekend. You just had to know where to look, and thanks to my bearfriend and friends down from New York and Seattle, I did.
It makes another normal day back home seem boring. So I’ve decided to wear a wrestling singlet tomorrow…all day, everywhere!
Big, burly men being dominated. I have to say that I do get off on it.
I’ll have to try some of these moves at the gym today. There’s a giant ginger muscle stud with huge, heavily-tattooed arms who I’d love to spank for staying on the bench press too long…
It’s so cold out right now, we should all be doing our parts to help those in need. And who wouldn’t want to pick up a hot guy like Martin Mazza in need of a serious ride…
Spending the afternoon at the Epcot Food & Wine Festival today should be tons of fun, especially since there are always lots of horny guys (gay and straight) at the theme parks looking for an escape.
So I’ll eat and drink my way around the World Showcase and hopefully bring dessert home with me…
Why is it that all the guys who’ve been hitting on me lately are so clean cut? Even at the Movember beer festival I went to last night, hardly anyone was sporting facial hair, other than the free fake ‘staches being passed out. I definitely need more fur in my diet.
In the meantime, I have employed the time machine that is the Internet to return to a hairier time, mid-2012, when we saw a lot more of the Bob Hagers and Will Swaggers of the world…