Gotta say I wasn’t feeling too hot today. I must have eaten something off…like some bad ass or something. Of course, that didn’t stop me from fucking this super-hot, super-hairy stud who was just in town for the day.
What can I say? He asked me over, and when I showed up at his hotel room, the door was unlocked and he was blindfolded and in a jockstrap, face down, ass up…
The Visconti Triplets, Franko Gold, Mike and Ricky Bombay fuck Toby Dutch bareback. If I were a bottom, this would be an excellent representation of what my dirty gay mind wants right at this moment.
Good thing I’ve got some sweet muscle ass on the way over. He’s gonna fucking get it!
I woke up this morning with not just a boner, but a hard-on so raging it could cut stone. And my balls hurt so bad I thought I might have rolled over on them in my sleep. Then I realized, I’ve been so busy, it’s been days since I shot my load!
Since I’m completely swamped today, I don’t have much chance of finding a fuzzy Italian bottom to fuck. And my muscle bear doesn’t get in until tomorrow afternoon.
I better beat off before bed or I’ll be in Wet Dreamland tonight…
Scenes like this one with Vic Rocco remind me that, even though Gay Days is over, there are still plenty of horny muscle bears out there who need to get off. And I’m just the man to bend them over and help them do it.
In fact, a spectacular one is coming into town to see me this weekend. Woof!
Usually I prefer to be gentle when I’m fucking someone, but I still give the guys who ask for a hard pounding what they want.
I’m not sure what Hugo Vergari wanted in this session, but I’m sure it was irrelevant. When your scene partner is Rogan Richards, you pretty much know what you’re going to get…