The more I bone my “son” the more he gets used to taking my big dick. The last couple of times I did him, I hardly had to pause before sliding inside him. Very sexy, but still kind of tight.
Today I need a man who I can really pound. A big, strong man who will smirk and tell me that he wants me to fuck him harder while holding his own heels in the air…
Ever notice that as soon as you’re sexually fulfilled you start attracting more guys? My theory is that those guys are drawn to the calm, confident energy I put out after a marathon fuck session.
So even though my dick is still sore from all the fuckery this weekend, Daddy’s gonna have to press on.
Besides, all those emissions are good for my prostate!
I just got home from a great night with my “son.” We fucked in his hotel room for a few hours before going out for a late dinner, then headed back to the hotel for more. I even stayed over and bred him again this morning.
My dick is pretty sore from last night, and I’m really hungover. But I better get my shit together so I can play Sexy Santa at the bar tonight.
I guess it’s good that I’m worn out so the focus can be on all the gay boys and their wishes as they sit on Santa’s lap. I’ll resume my pursuit of cock and hole tomorrow.
I’ve still got that ginger muscle guy on the brain after all…
I had so much at a Christmas party last night that I canceled on my son. But he was okay with it, since he had a long day at work and was tired anyway.
And although I won’t get to see him today either, that’s also okay, because I’m going to a jack-off party tonight.
I haven’t been to a JO party in a long time, and my blue balls can’t wait…
Although I’m supposed to hook up with my black “son” tonight, for some reason I’m fixated on getting another crack at that ginger stud I fucked last week.
My son is super fun, but the chemistry with that ginger was insane…