The Gay Days crowds may be gone, but I’m still flying high and ready to go. Luckily I took today off, so I’m heading over back to my favorite local resort pool for a nice soft landing.
Plus, I’m sure there will be some furry bottoms there still looking to get their fill…
Maybe it’s that at this point pretty much everyone has some kind of Viagra, Cialis or herbal supplement in their system, but the pool parties have totally turned into foot-long wiener boils. Seriously, there’s more lycra getting stretched here than at a Speedo factory!
I’ve decided this year to branch out at Gay Days and meet as many new people as possible. And with my new full beard and fit body, this Daddy’s going to be attracting a lot of attention from younger guys looking for someone with experience…
Gay Days is here at least, and I can’t wait to see what (and who) I get into. It’s going to be a busy weekend of events that attracts over 150,000 people, but by far the best are the DJ’ed pool parties.
My plan? A big Nalgene bottle full of bourbon and my ass plunked down right in the middle of the Bear Pool, pawing at whatever muscle bear or hunky cub floats by and occasionally taking a few back to my hotel room…
I was really impressed by my puppy yesterday. Even after being sling-fucked by a double-digit number of guys over the weekend, he was still able to make his puppy hole nice and tight for Daddy, milking out my every last drop.
I don’t know why I ever doubted him. He’s such a good boy…