EXIT STAGE LEFT

 LINK: THE EXODUS

Exit stage left.  

The credit card I use to book my hotels for hook ups have been locked in the strong box.  I'm erasing all of the messages on my Sniffies account.  I will keep the account.  I just won't be using it for quite some time.  Sniffies, Scruff, and X are all on hold indefinitely.

Indefinitely:

I had to look that one up as I was unsure if indefinitely refers to fo eva, fo eva, eva, fo eva, eva?  Or just for an unspecified time.

Anyway, it will be a while.

The social I'm rocking with for now is Recon.  I wouldn't mind getting into my Blue Sky account. Since getting my new device, I haven't been able to get into Blue Sky.  The only real reason for me to have that account is to get in contact with a few mutuals online.

As of now I am focussing on getting my debt payed off so that I can have some fun time in the future.  When I hit a certain ceiling, I cut it off until I get it paid down.  Then, I return to spending.  This method helps me to stay balanced and not get over my head with debt.  I've been there before and do not plan on going there again.

As for hook ups,  they will most likely be cut considerably taking that I won't be using my funds for hosting.  Since I am taking a break from the hook up sites (with an occasional exception of Recon), that will cut my action down considerably.

I have mentioned in a previous entry; This year has been one of the busiest years I've probably ever had.  Daddy has been a total slut! At least to my baseline behavioral chart.

But for me, it is not about quantity, it's about the quality of our play.  Yeah, it is sort of fun seeing that a guy is five hundred feet away from you and you can just walk over and stick it in.  But there is something about building chemistry that makes the play that much more powerful.

I've been sticking it into these dudes and really haven't gotten much out of it other than distraction.  Yeah it has been a great distraction from dealing with all the issues going on right now.  But I don't need distraction.  I need connection.  Connection is what makes the magic happen.

So.  If I go back to playing with one guy once every six months or more, I'm okay with that.

There are always the regulars that I will occasionally break the rules for:

LB

LOGAN ARROW

BOY G

PAIN PIG

PUP SCOOBY 

And I also have my bate boys that love to video chat, message and phone bate with me.  There is also my own personal play toy: Me.  

Although I don't get the alone time that I used to, I can find my special spots to ride a bate good enough to self satisfy.  Remember I'm an unofficial Bator as well.  I have my methods to keep me entertained.

What a perfect opportunity to take time during my break to catch up on some writing.

REALITY

 I feel like I'm in a totally different dimension from the world right now.  I feel like I’m in this weird reality and everyone around me is living in this parallel universe.   

My sister is talking about how angry my dad will be if we do this or if we do that.  She’s reasoning as if he really has the capacity for it to matter.  

I know he will be pissed at some of our decisions but right now he doesn't have the capacity mentally or physically to do anything about it.  

Time is ticking and he will be out of rehab in no time; Well, depending on his progress.  However, since he’s been refusing his meds, I wouldn't doubt that his physical and occupational therapies are being refused either.  But somehow ready or not there is going to be that point when “It's time to go home.”

Unfortunately it’s not going to be “ready to go home,” but “time to go home.”

We are in a race for time and it's not a pretty sight.  

TODAY'S PICK : TEAROOM EXTRA CREDIT

LINK: TODAY’S PICK

It has been an extraordinary week last week. Someone I know underwent an extremely long and demanding surgery. 

I’ve always been general about anyone's health just because as a professional caregiver myself, I take personal privacy very seriously.  Honestly, it is often hard to differentiate between sharing too much information for the sake of blogging / entertainment, and personal therapy journaling. But here it is:

After years and mean years of denial, this person had to have brain surgery to remove the tumor that was basically crushing the left side of this person's brain. 

Needless to say it was very crucial that they had this surgery or be put on hospice and wait to die. 

Fortunately the surgery was a success but there is still a long way to go. They are out of ICU and making recovery. This person is being very cantankerous when it comes to care and future plans for rehab.

And then there are other factors at play such as family drama, Power Of Attorney, and their financial disaster that my sister and I have to deal with. 

Today is the first day I took a break and allowed myself to breathe. 

Just for the record my sister is a wizard when it comes to legal affairs and the processes it takes to get things accomplished correctly.  I know so many people who have to do it on their own because either no one is there or no one even has the decency to care to get involved. 

This is the caveat:

She has a lot going on with her business, she is barely making it above water, she is extremely emotional and often times she can be a bully when things aren't done her way.  

Oh, and she often makes rash decisions when she's emotional. She's already got into a big argument with this person about their plan of future care.  This person said some pretty harsh words in their state of anger that sparked her to declare being totally done with the situation leaving everything to me.

Thank goodness for the nurse reminding her this person just had major surgery on the brain.  The nurse also informed her that they had no memory of what took place and not to take what was exchanged personally.  The exact thing that I told her, but of course it took a professional doctor to remind her of this delicate state.

So, I am online doing research on what the next step will be.  She's back on.  I suggested since she's the brains, I would be the footwork.  She has also made me the one that makes the finale decisions as well as the mouthpiece to communicate with this person. So far this seems to be the smoothest route for us.  I'm still learning and doing my research just because, well...🤷🏽‍♂️

Yesterday I decided to take my laundry to the laundromat to dry since our dryer hasn’t been working for weeks and maintenance at the apartment complex is taking their own sweet time in getting it fixed. 

While waiting for the clothes to dry, I decided to open the book that I purchased from Amazon.

Dirty Dorms and Fresh Men is a compilation of stories from various writers. Today’s pick comes from J.W. Steed called Tearoom Extra Credit from the Sleazy A series of stories.

For the first time in quite a while I was able to drift into a story.  I was that fly on the wall watching as a young; Dare I say, Baby Steed was taught a great lesson from a very commanding professor only to be assigned extra credit. 

Tearoom Extra Credit is just what I needed to get me out of this funk and into the bathroom stall with Wick and the sexy professor.

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VISITING DAD AGAIN

 September7, 2024

                Saturday

                12:54PM

I talked with my dad today.  He had to go to the hospital again this time after falling in the shower and hitting his head. He’s staying in over night just to have some tests to make sure nothing has triggered any of his preexisting conditions.

He sounded as though he was in high spirits however I could tell his voice is weak.

 I will most likely be visiting this week. I'm not looking forward to the six hour drive but It is what it is.  Believe it or not I'm not on edge like last time. I believe I am somewhat numb to the situation. I don't know if that is good or bad.  It just is.

TODAY'S PICK: Stroke 6

LINK: TODAY'S PICK

Later Friday night at Gear Up Weekend,  I spent. some alone time in my tent. Here is an account of what went down from THE MASTURBATION CHRONICLES: STROKE 6

TIME WITH LOGAN (PART 2)

 Friday, August 31 2024

                       10:30PM

LINK: LOGAN ARROW

        ORAL TRAINING

  THE SPANKING BED

           THE FUCK BED

I get Logan on THE SPANKING BED blindfolded.  He's propped up on his elbows, facing the wall on his belly.  

I come behind him and flick his ass with my fingers.  I do this for a few seconds as I go lower to his taint area.  He begins to moan. 

"Yeah.  C'mon baby.  Let it out.  Don't hold back," I encourage.

There is nothing sexier than the response of a sub.  I don't want to hear fake moans, meaning moans that are there just to stroke my ego.  That is inauthentic and not what I'm about.  But I can tell when a person is holding back for whatever reason.  That is what I want to come out.

That is when I encourage the sub to let go.  I am a verbal man and I want to hear what is going on in the subs mind and with his body.  

Often times if the Dom / Top is quiet, the sub will be also out of just not knowing if it is okay, hence the reason I encourage the sub to say what he wants, moan, scream, or whatever unique noises that may come out of his body.  We often spend so much time pinned up.  When you step into my domain and the door closes you are going to let all that pinned up energy out.  It is more than expected.  It's demanded.

The unique impact starts to send him.  This is exactly what the plan is.  After a few minutes I stop flicking his ass.  I lay on top of him and begin to dry hump his ass.  I gyrate my hips slowly into his as he moans and let out the unique sounds that only Logan Arrow can make.  

As I am humping him, I place my fingers in his mouth.  

"You like that?"

"Um Hm," he mutters.

"I can't hear you."

"Um Hm," he mutters louder.

"Yes Sir!" I command.

"Yes Sir!" he replies with his mouth full.

"Good boy!"

"One more, C'Mon.  You can do it."

He struggles as I put a fourth finger in his mouth.

I begin to spank him as he is going down on my hand.

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TIME WITH LOGAN (PART I)

 Friday, August 31st

                    8:48AM

LINK: LOGAN ARROW

I received a message from Scoob. 

"Noooo…….I woke up super sick today, I’m going to get some meds to see if that helps, but I don't want to get your sick if I'm contagious.  I'll keep you updated," he said.

"Holy fuck!  Whatever the case, don't worry about it.  I will be meeting up with someone tomorrow as well, so if it doesn't happen this time it wouldn't be a totally loss.  I just want you to take care of yourself."

2:10PM

I get a message from Logan.

"Hey, when's today's guy coming?"

"Okay so about that.  He actually ended up texting me he's sick so tonight is open," I respond.

We agree that instead of Saturday, Logan would come Friday instead.  I would pick him up from the Antioch Bart Station. 

"I did get a box from one fudge shop and since I want to try it with others, I'm saving it.."

"Okay, I will say that I am not a big fan of chocolate or fudge.  But I will eat it occasionally."

He offers an alternative which is a cheesecake.  He shows me a picture.  

I am one of the pickiest people when it comes to food. There are certain foods that just don't agree with my taste pallet and others that don't agree with my stomach. 

"Oh fuck! Cheesecake is usually way rich for me!

Fuck!  I hate being such a special bitch!"

"Ah, I should pass on at least that?  By the way I have no idea why I feel I should bring a food gift."

"The only gift I want you to give me is that booty hole."

Logan is a lover of food tasting and trying different cuisines and restaurants.  I, on the other hand am pretty simple with my tastes. I will try different things but I somewhat know what my taste buds like.  However there have been a few delicious surprises. 

7:40PM

He arrives at the Bart station in Antioch.  I pick him up to go to the hotel I got in Brentwood which is about twenty minutes from the station.

9:37PM

We didn't get things started until this time.  We both spent time getting ready and chatting a bit.  

He pulls out his goodies in his bag and I pull out a few goodies in mine.  He chooses somewhat of a signature leather look for him which consists of the The Favorite Jockstrap I Chose The First Time We met, harness and a black leather skull cap. 

I decided not to go with my conventional uniform.  My choice is a singlet I picked up from my first Geared Up Weekend, my cock ring, My signature ball cap and shades.  Before we change into our outfits, I dig into my bag and pull out two new pup hoods that I had planned to wear for pup Scooby.  I show him the hoods that I got.  He puts one on and I put one on.  

I figure, "Why not get a picture."

I snap two shots.  Logan really takes interest in the pup hoods.  However we have both our outfits picked out for what we will wear.

"So how do we start?"

"Well, how about you get on your knees," I say with a smirk.

He gets on his knees.

"Hands behind your back."

I place the blindfold on him that he brought with him.  I put on my black leather gloves and begin to gently spank him.  I have him repeat after me The Three Different Safe Words and to let me know what color he is at.

We start out pretty late but I have a few surprises for Logan I’m sure he will enjoy.