Just got back from lunch with my puppy, and he told me all about his most recent trip to Barcelona. Apparently, he was the Star of the Bar one night as guy after guy took turns fucking and fisting him in a sling. It was an astonishing story to hear, and I felt a little concerned for his hole, but not to worry. My puppy is a pro.
Some people may not think it’s romantic to take a guy from behind, but I have to disagree. Sure, I like looking a guy in the eyes and kissing him while I’m fucking him, but there’s something amazing about a man who’s willing to trust you enough to turn his back and open himself up to you. You literally get to see a whole different side of him, and what’s more romantic than spooning in as you slowly bury yourself deep inside him?
Plus, if he’s got back hair, you’ve got something to nuzzle. Or grab onto!
Big Rig Breakdown
Starring Jaxton Wheeler and Morgan Shades
My continuing, super-high level of horniness has really become a major nuisance. Especially now that I noticed a round, red spot on my dick and have to wait 3 days for the test results.
Not only is it possible that all the wild fucking I’ve been doing has led to an STD, but now that I have to wait, it’s going to be even more annoying to be distracted by a throbbing boner all day and no one to take care of it but me.
It’s been an exhausting weekend trapping muscle bears, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything! Good thing I took today off, though. Shades pulled. Coconut water. Couch.
Doesn’t snowballing all weekend mean it’s time to hibernate?
Although I’m swimming in muscle bears this weekend in South Florida, there are a handful of cute otters in the mix. None have been quite as impressive as Jimmie Slater though. He’s in a category all by himself.
I think I’ve enjoyed the experience of thick fur blanketing ripped abs exactly once in my life. It was with a massage guy in Seattle who gave me a verrry happy ending…
Wow. Just remembering. He was fucking hot!!
Now I want to find Jimmie Slater while I’m down here! LOL!
It’s time for BBQ, apple pie and baseball, so if Coach won’t let you play, don’t let that deter you. Step into his office before the next big game and show him your ass(ets)!