Last night was leather night at the dive bar down the street, and this time I really enjoyed myself.
I wore my new harness and brought my puppy with me. Come to think of it, he was a lot of the reason why I had such a great time, fetching me drinks and wagging his tail by my side.
For some reason, every morning around 10:00 I’m horny as hell. It’s been like that for years. I’m not complaining, except for the fact that it’s not a very convenient time for most people to come over. And that makes for a lot of wasted sexual energy!
Maybe I should get back on Scruff again. It’s been a verrrry long time…
Ok, so I forgot how rough my old bearfriend likes to top. I had a great time eating his ass and filling his tight hole with my huge cock, but I was gentle.
Then, when I foolishly decided to offer up my hole for him to unload in, he didn’t remember that I’ll still a relatively novice bottom. He pounded the fuck out of me!
The good news is that him fucking me ended with an awesome prostate orgasm…
On The Hunt For Hard Cock
Starring Johny Weiss and Ken
I was talking with some friends at underwear night last night, and a few of them went off to the cubicles out back for some fun. When they returned, we had a fun conversation about what it’s like fucking outdoors where other people can potentially see you.
For me, it’s a turn-on on because that’s how I grew up gay. My first source of men in my small town was a cruisey forest on the way to a small public boat launch.
The danger of being caught having gay sex in the woods was intoxicating…
Maybe it’s because he looks Puerto Rican but sounds Greek, but John Strap made me hard from the first glimpse of his thick, uncut cock. I wish he’d let that chest hair grow in, but damn.
My old bearfriend is finally coming back into town again, so I’m looking forward to catching up with him both on the couch and between the sheets. Despite the fact that we’re not meant to be together, we still enjoy sharing our stories and our bodies.
Trust me, he’s got a remarkable beefy, muscular butt I love to eat and fuck…
I think I finally might have gotten my paws around that cute ginger cub I see at the yoga studio every week. The flirting has taken on a decidedly reciprocal tone and increased dramatically in heat.