YOU WILL SEE IT EVENTUALLY

Slapping your face with

Long strokes inside you

Until I see you

Trembling with satisfaction 

BUDDY HOLLY

January 17, 2026

             Saturday

I decided to go to the place with the fuck van.  I usually have not so good luck there, but the last few times have been an exception.

I get there and I decide to get the king sized room with a shower.  Even though I don't expect much from this place I decide to get the room anyway.  I put my stuff away and head for the area where all the action is.

 

I cruise around but not much going on.  There is one guy I notice that may have his eye on me.

He is about 5’8, thin build, Latino, maybe mid to late 20s.  He has a unique look as he has short curly hair.  He’s wearing thick glasses identical to what Buddy Holly used to wear.  As a matter of fact, the resemblance is so startlingly close, (with the exception of his olive skin tone) I can’t help but to study his features in amazement.  I want to but I don’t mention it to him.  

He probably wouldn't even know who Buddy Holly was. 

As innocent as his appearance may be, I know better than to allow outward appearances to dictate my perception of his prowess.  Besides, I got a glimpse of what he was doing in one of the glory hole stalls a few minutes earlier. 

He walks into the stall next to mine.  I close the door but I am not feeling the glory hole scenario.  I want body and eye contact, not just a hole; so I walk out.  He soon follows suit. 

I turn around and invite him to my room.

I ask him my two main questions, “Are you okay with condoms,” and “Do you like to get your dick sucked?”  There is a yes for both.

As soon as I close the door, he drops to his knees. His head game is pretty nice.  He gets me fully hard in his mouth.  Now I am ready to fuck.  He gets a wrapper and opens the packet and gently puts the condom on me.

I must commend anyone that can make putting on a condom sexy.  This is exactly what gets my juices flowing: A master at foreplay even in the usually clumsy task of wrapping it up.

I entered him as he bent over to the edge of the bed.

“ You want it harder,” I ask.

He wants it as hard and fast as I’m willing to give it.  We keep this position for a while but I move him closer to the head of the bed so that we could see ourselves in the mirror.

He has a tiny waist perfect for grabbing.  

Although he is thin, he has plenty of meat on his bones to grab hold of.  I grab his hips and use them as leverage to slam into him.  

He’s a moaner.   He’s not loud about it but vocal enough to tell he’s enjoying it.

We migrate directly on the bed.  He gets on his

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THREE WAY FUN

Back about 2007

It was a very frustrating evening being online only to get rejection after rejection; or even worse, being lead on by game players.

So I decided to call my buddy up to see what he was up to. This was one of my close friends but every now and then when something "arises" we would get together and mess around.

I called him up to see what was going on. "I'm a little busy tonight," he said. Right then and there I knew he had a meeting with some guy. "O.k. who is he?" I snapped. Laughing he explained that he was meeting a guy that was another buddy of his. To my frustration I sadly told him to have fun. There was a pause on the phone and then he asks If I wanted to see if his friend minded an additional friend. "Sure!" I said, hoping that he would say yes.

After getting the ok, He gave me the address to where they were. He told me to just come in and lock the door behind. So when I got there and did as instructed. I walked toward the back of the house to the bed room, and there they are on the bed in a 69 position sucking each other. My friend was a good looking White guy in his 40s at the time, nice body with an incredible ass. His friend was a 30 something Black guy with a nice cock and booty that jiggled with even touch of my friend's hand.

So I get naked and join in on the fun. That night we all took turns fucking each other. My buddy and his friend tag teamed me, Me and my buddy tag teamed the other guy. Its was a very good time. When I got home, I checked my messages and found three messages from guys interested in hooking up. Oh well! I had a great time regardless.

TWO THINGS I’D LIKE THIS YEAR

The two things I would like this year:

Participate in a few circle jerks and be a recipient of a warm messy bukkake. 

I want jizz.

STROKE 22

Friday, November 28, 2025

                              7:16 AM

Taken from THE MASTURBATION CHRONICLES

The t-shirt I ordered came in a few days ago.  It is a shirt I saw a well known Bator wearing on his site The Dude Next Door.  He wears it often as it is his bate shirt. It is well coated with his sperm.

It is so sexy how well used it is, it inspired me to get a shirt like it and start my own journey.

About 6:40AM

I woke up with a semi hard on.  I had my PJs on with my boxers underneath and a light sweater and a t shirt underneath that.  The winter air gives off a prominent sting in the morning.  I know for certain  that the room will be cold if I get out of bed so I lay in bed trying not to wake Boss.

I gently grab the bulge of my PJs. I could have easily just reach under both the Pjs and shorts and went straight for my dick but I'm not ready for that yet. I will start with a gentle tease.  I'm not in any hurry although Boss will be awake around 8:00am or so.

7:00am  

I officially get up and check my Amazon account.

My package has arrived.  Since it is so early in the morning, I assume that the package is lying outside my apartment door.

It is here.

Eager to see what it looks like I grab the package and open it up. I don't try it on until after I get out of the shower.  For some reason I prefer to be clean before I get sticky. 

This is my window to get totally in my Bator mood.

I love underwear and sexy outfits. I enjoy raiding my sexy outfit box when I have extended time.  Something I do during self pleasure time is photograph and sometimes video myself in sexy outfits.  During the pandemic, that is how Daddy Scruff was born.  Through sheer boredom, time to myself and a horny imagination.

7:15am

I dry off, dig into my box of goodies and find a pair of gray briefs to put on to go with the new shirt.

I am hard and wet. marking a significant wet mark in my briefs.

I change into different pair of shorts more in the style of sports wear.  I take a few pictures and get a few clips of me stroking in them but I don't cum.

This day is just warm up.

November 29, 2025

5:40pm

Boss is in the office working.  I just finished my paperwork for my hours.  I had some free time to christen my new shirt.

One load.

 6:17pm

I'm reloaded and ready for some more.

Load two.

OLD FRIEND NEW HAIR

Jan 12, 2026

Link: LOGAN ARROW

I stopped by  Logan's motel room Saturday. 

He is sporting a new hair color. He decided to go blonde. 

Believe it or not, it doesn't look bad on him.  It did take getting used to in the pictures he sent. Seeing it in person gave me a better perspective. 

I'm sure his whole visual presentation would have been much better had he not suffered from a hang over.  With the trash can on standby (he used it a few times I was there) we chatted a bit before I took off. 

He was not a happy camper. We agreed to try to meet  Sunday.  Sunday I had some things to take care of regarding my dad. So Monday was the only time we had.

Because I had to assist getting Boss prepared for work, there would be very little time to spend from the time he checked out of his motel to the time he got on the train. I had approximately twenty minutes to spend time with Logan from the time I saw him walking to the time I met him at the train station.

Though we did not have much time, we both had plenty to say.

The one message on Telegram that somewhat threw a punch to the gut was, "Probably tapping out on Sacramento. I need to find a new place to feel like somebody wants something to do with me."

A definite punch to the gut.

Not in a way that I felt offended, but the stark reality that Sac Town will always be Sac Town. 

I have mentioned numerous times how I just don't get much connection here.  

Though this used to be the place where Logan's hole used to suck them in like the black hole, (in his case pink hole) There is not much connection here.  This used to be fine for the Object Persona.  But with even the ho element being a bust, there is not much left.  

The sad reality is I am an unavailable support system.  Between loving and caring for my husband with his physical limitations, dealing with my dad's health issues, and a the narcissist's mental meltdowns, my availability is very limited.  

I am fully aware that twenty minutes bonding out of a three day weekend is insane and not substantial by any means.

I still don't want to let go. 

I know that there will come a time when the visits will become less and less. I also know that with Boss's unique needs, visiting a place that requires a five hour drive will be much more challenging hence the reason I haven't taken many trips to my dad's place in a few months.

I still don't buy that walking away or letting him walk away is the answer. That shit won't fly. 

We've been at this crossroad before and we will make it to the appropriate side.

A GENTLEMAN IS NOT ALWAYS SO GENTLE

                    A gentleman is not always so gentle

                       Sometimes all it takes is a little inspiration 

                                           To turn a pussycat

                                                 Into a beast