Going Deeper (inside strange men)

  Last night was one of the famous Private Playground parties. Zach, the sweet boy whom I had the pleasure of sodomizing at the bath house a few weeks ago, showed up, and spent the evening boying for me. That's a word, right? To be someone's boy? Anyway - he was my boy. He followed me around (well, he kind of had to - I led him around by his balls); he sucked my cock; he let me mark his beautiful pale flesh with handprints and bite marks. He let me put the smell of my musk all over his face, so that any other guy he kissed would taste me on his lips. And he let me practice making angel wings. I'm getting the hang of it - I'm hoping that I'll get a chance to have the filmmaker who runs the parties to get some video of it one of these days. He colors up so pretty, and he takes the pain so beautifully. This picture isn't fresh - the play space isn't brightly lit, so we walked into a different room, and we didn't get there while the marks were still livid,

This whole blog originated as me getting stoned and thinking weird bizarre twisted horny thoughts, and then texting them to like-minded pervert buddies, who would usually just watch this bullshit spool out, because I typed them all in bursts of long text bubbles, and sometimes with pictures or videos or links. Then, I realized this was becoming more memoir than random ramblings, and started making the writing of it more formal... but late-night horny stoned texting is still my creative sandbox. This entry started out as one of those bursts of text.  I've had a fetish for a while now, that I only very rarely catch a glimpse of in porn: cum in guys' eyes. More specifically, and the version you pretty much never see: cum deliberately shot directly into a guy's held-open eye.  I first ran across it a few years ago in some internet porn, and then I found a whole Twitter dedicated to it called @yeah_eye - it's since been banned, unfortunately. There were some hot guys who wer

Tonight's adventure was a lot of fun, and I got some really neat footage of a couple of things that I've wanted to explain. I had a sweet obedient boy at my service for the better part of four hours, and you see his pale skin go from pristine alabaster to blazing vermillion under my hand and paddle as I teach him how to suffer and struggle his way through me taking my pleasure. It was a GOOD night. And, once again, everyone said yes when I asked their consent to include them in this perverse little erotic memoir, which turns me on even more.  I had played with John a couple of months ago when I ran into him with his friend Greg. John's into fisting, and Greg and I had double-penetrated him, and I had fisted him and fucked him, and then spanked his ass with my hand while Greg took video. Spanking was brand new for him at that point - it always surprises me when guys are into a thing like fisting which seems so extreme to me, but have no experience with other kinks like span

Dave and Dan are friends who throw the most *spectacular* parties. They've got a fantastic back yard; they've got a lovely house; they've got a wonderful pool. They've also got a dimly-lit sex garage with a lazy Susan, a St. Andrew's cross for flogging and whipping, a padded area for anyone who needs to kneel, and a sling with an amazing spring suspension. This was one of THOSE kind of parties. It started out naked -  did you know that July 14th is National Nude Day? Apparently it is, and we celebrated in appropriate style.  Because we both had work, Husband and I both got there after things were already well underway. The party officially started right after the time we get off work, but we had to take the Long Shower (remember boys, hose out your butthole if you think you might want to let anybody play back there - and DAMN, I'm glad I did!) and get ready, and head across town to get naked. When we get there, we know a lot of people; there are also a bunch o