Over the years, my underwear fetish has gradually generalized to include a sock fetish, but bare feet still didn’t do it for me. That may be changing now as my new fetish for tickling men is developing.
It’s the sounds that certain men like Mitch make when they’re being tickled that really do it for me. His loud moaning is sooo sexual that I can’t help but get a hard-on. And if I can make a guy make those sounds by tickling his feet, I’m sure feet are going to be on the menu for me in the future…
As I suspected, the threesome I was supposed to have yesterday didn’t go off. We were talking and laughing and flirting, but I could tell that the chemistry just wasn’t right. So I drifted off, made out with another guy, got a couple of numbers and headed out.
Later that night, the married guy messaged me, apologizing for not following through. He then sent me some extra dirty pics of himself (in gear, with toys, etc.) and begged for my cock, promising to give up his ass to me someday soon. It left me so hard and leaking that I happily accepted his apology…and promise.
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Today’s the day that I meet the married couple for drinks at afternoon tea and decide whether or not to take it home. After all the build up, my answer is yes, but I have a sneaking suspicion that they’re going to back out. They know that I like one a lot more than the other.
Or maybe I’ll fuck the one while the other watches…
Last night at the huge performance arts festival that’s been running all week, I met a furry little lumberjack from Canada with pretty eyes, a sweet smile and a big ol’ ass of solid muscle. His show finished early in the evening, and we got talking over cocktails in a tent by the outdoor stage.
I live close to where the festival is held, so after a couple of drinks, we snuck off to my place for a crazy quickie, cleaned up and got right back. Neither his co-performers or my friends were any the wiser!
I thought I was done with little guys after the last couple didn’t work out, but it seems I was too close to see what was going on. Now that I have a little objective distance, I realize that the problem wasn’t discomfort with the size disparity or power dynamic. It was that both of them got too serious too fast with the dating stuff.
What I need is a stable of short men with tight little muscle butts who I can fuck, no strings attached. Hunky fireplugs who just want some big Daddy dick and that’s it…
My old Bearfriend is coming back from vacation in Israel soon and now that we’re on speaking terms again, I’m looking forward to hearing stories about all the hot guys he met over there.
I just got messaged by a hunky friend of someone I recently stopped seeing, asking if I might be interested in hooking up with him and his husband this weekend. I’m not that into the husband, but the hunk is an insatiable bottom with an amazing muscle ass (he sent pictures) that won’t quit (he told stories).
