Last Days of Summer

Heading into the last days of summer and am excited to hit the beach post-Irene madness --

Sleep in the sun, read books weighing down my nightstand

and the start of long runs in the cooler temperatures. Went for a six mile run this morning -- with no humidity it felt like I ran for ten miles. But man, do I wish I were headed back-to-school.

Skinny Jeans

 I'll enjoy watching these type of guys go through their normal routines

with much greater interest than the "beautiful guys"

Maybe that is an age thing and maybe it is a sign of a different sort of maturity

But who the fuck wants to wear "skinny jeans?"

Fucking Irene

is putting a crimp in the vacation plans. This is typically my favorite time of year -- summer turning to fall and time on the beach where the water is still warm but I need a sweatshirt at night. Irene has pretty much put a nix on the beach plans this week - so it is plan B. Had to laugh as I heard on the radio this morning that the item sold out the fastest at Walmart pre-storm is stawberry pop tarts.

So instead -- it will be batting down the hatches and playing with the dog.

But very high ont he list of things to do is reading, reading, reading, jacking, jacking, jacking and a big ass power nap.

Stay dry everyone.

Tumblr Sighting

Starting to feel a little spooked when I recognize fuck buds on tumblr. This guy is one of the best and nicest guys in the world and just a stones throw from the Hudson. Awesomely talented as well but man the world is beginning to feel awfully small.

Summer Fun in SF

Sorry I have been out of touch lately -- a ton of business travel has kept me busy doing things I'd rather not be doing. But no fear, have had some fun while I have been away and training for the fall races has given me all sorts of eye candy to appreciate on the trails. Glad to see a buddy Geoffrey in SF -- his furry ass was hot to tongue fuck and it was great seeing him and thrashing around my hotel room.

He is shorter, more compact and like it a bit rough around the edges when we get into it. The fucker is strong so it is only when I am able to distract him that I can dominate for a time.

Since I ran in their marathon, my nipples were raw from my shirt so when his mouth hit them and then, his teeth, I about hit the ceiling. The fuck.

But the shared loads were well worth the pain and man did I squirt a nice heavy load.

Glad to be back guys.