“A crowd of horny men torment and gang fuck Ray Han before dousing his face in cum.”
That would be the plan for me tonight, too, but this cold front has gotten everyone bundled up and not especially willing to drop their pants in public.
I may have to invite a few friends over instead. I’m feeling especially randy, and I know a few good bottoms who would jump at the chance at being the center of attention…
So I was able to fit into an old sailor costume last night, meaning I went out to the big bar with the big costume contest, and although I didn’t enter, I had a blast sailing the Seven Seas.
And I woke up with a vicious hangover.
Luckily for me, I met a sexy newsie at the club who stayed in touch, despite his equally horrific hangover. I took him to lunch at a local gastropub then brought him home to fuck the hell out of him. Roll of the dice, I know. But since we had only recently eaten, his ass was still perfectly clean, just as he had planned.
I’m a well-hung guy, but I never rely on that to carry me. I feel that Tom Long, although very sexual, is a bit too out of shape for my liking in this scene. He’s tall (as am I), but he’s not really carrying the weight very well.
That said, I like beefy men. I just like them firm. I consider Sam Bishop to be more along those lines.
Heck, I’d fuck that cubby little power bottom in a heartbeat…
Since I didn’t take the time to come up with a costume for tonight, it looks like I’ll be going out in my socks and underwear. Add a ball, and it’s a sexy soccer player.
Even though this hot, beefy guy pissed on me during some super sex last weekend, I have to say that watersports alone still leaves me feeling unfulfilled.
Of course, it might have made more of an impact if I had known he was pissing on me when it happened. I found out the next day.
What an afternoon! I thought I was going to be stuck working at home all day, when one of my furry friends stopped by to say hi. I was so horny that I literally fucked him across the room. Then I treated him to lunch.