Tonight’s the night when the muscle Daddies gather to dance and sweat and lose themselves, and I will be there on the hunt.
It seems like every time I go to one of these events, I end up in a bathroom stall or in the storage area under the stairs (no cameras there either), doing something super gay like sucking cock or getting bred.
It’s hard to find someone as hairy as me, but my boy yesterday stepped right up. He was sooo cute and sooo cuddly. It’s been a long time since I’ve had that much fun just petting and nuzzling with someone.
Of course, I eventually ate out his furry hole and fucked his sweet, round ass, too. I’m not going to leave that untouched after all it took to get together. And I get the sense it’s going to be a long time before we ever do it again, if ever.
He’s more of a date-him-first Millenial, whereas I’m a fuck-him-first Daddy…
I was just talking about ginger Daddies yesterday, and now I’ve got plans to hook up with a ginger twink today.
We’ve been poking each other on Facebook for a while (I know, I know. Don’t judge.) And after a few very flirtatious crossing of paths in person, we’ve finally got a make-out session on the schedule.
Fuck. I have a lunch meeting with a new, mature, sexy client today. Thankfully, he’s a colleague and not a subordinate. So if he picks up what I’m putting down at lunch, I’ll be having him over later.
I went to a Christmas in July party last night at one of the neighborhood dive bars, and let me tell you, there was some ho-ho-ho’in going down in the cubicles out back.