Yesterday I had the idea of possibly going to IML this year – never been before and sounds like a blast. My mind was racing all night about the possibilities – seeing a lot of pluses and a few negatives…

Anyway, that made me think about a lot of things including the fact that I really need to get back to the gym. Not that cubs and bears aren’t a big part of the leather community, but just that I’d really be happier with a different body composition (maybe more like a muscle bear or something)… Plus, when I mentioned it to my bf he said I should lose weight and fit into my old leather from 10 years ago – but that would mean I’d need to drop 55-60 lbs – not sure that’s going to happen before Memorial Day…

Either way – I didn’t sleep well – just got a few hours of sleep but when I got up I was in the mood to go to the gym (hadn’t been in over a year – or is it two years – can’t remember). Thinking about it I realized there’s like 5 different guys I could hookup with between my place and the gym. So I texted one of them – a black guy I’d been corresponding with on bnskin and manhunt. I didn’t hear back from him until I was already at the gym so I told him I’d go after I finished up there.

So after working out, I’m functioning on like 3 hours of sleep, no food, and just had an exhausting workout. I grab a Tropicana orange juice at a bodega so I’d have some energy, and head over to his place a few blocks away. His place is surprisingly nice – he did an incredible job turning a so-so apartment into a really warm, well-designed place. But more than that, he seemed like a really sweet guy – and his ass – OMG – it was fucking hot… He had this little waist and a perky little butt that made me definitely want to fuck him.

We go into the bedroom and he’s got a frame up for a sling. He pulls out the sling and some sheets and towels to put under it. Once he’s got it up we take off our clothes. I’m dripping wet with sweat (like literally dripping wet). I was hoping he’d take the hint and want to smell my pits and get off on how sweaty I was, but he didn’t…

When he took off his underwear his balls were huge. I asked if he did saline injection or something (I knew he hooked up with someone last night), but he said ‘no’. I touched them and they were hard and lumpy. Something was seriously going on down there and I was really wishing he’d offer an explanation, but he didn’t. Everything else about him was so good, so I kept going…

He gave me a little blow job and then climbed into the sling. It had been a long time since I’d fucked someone in sling (I own one, but never put it up – yeah, I know, I know…) I’m mostly hard and shove in and start fucking. The sling was a link or two too high for me and I had to get on my tip toes to get things lined up just right, but the bigger problem was that I just wasn’t “feeling it” (if you read the blog enough, you know what I mean)…

After a while I feel myself getting soft so I just pull out. I wanted to try another position (him bent over the bed), but my dick just wasn’t cooperating. Not sure if it was ’cause I was tired, or the chemistry was off, or the fact that I kept thinking about his balls, but one way or the other it just wasn’t happening. I had him give me a blow job, but nothing came of it.

So finally I wrapped things up and left…

Things may not have worked out with that guy, but maybe fucking guys on my way to or from the gym is a way to stay motivated and get to the gym. But probably should fuck on the way there – so I have some energy to fuck…

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