Here's another shot from the Skype shoot I did with @emittmo..
Added 2021-05-11 14:39:37 +0000 UTCHere's another shot from the Skype shoot I did with @emittmore, still being edited. In the end, I'll probably crop out all the surrounding bits indicating this was shot virtually, but I think it's kind of neat...here's what it makes me think: I'm doing a livestream for you. I'm alone and horny (big surprise) and after showing myself off in every possible position, I land face down, ass up, waiting for someone to enter my apartment and enter me, and you put all kinds of dirty (but respectful!) messages in the comments about what you'd like to do to me. Ah, sometimes I just wanna be the slutty butt boy. This pose also reminds me of when I used to go to bathhouses waaaayyyy back and in cruising the rooms, you'd see guys in exactly this position except their asses were facing towards the doorway. I won't lie...there were times I'd go into the room, drop my towel, slap a rubber on myself, penetrate him, and work his hole, hard and fast. Wouldn't even shut the door, and it was a turn on knowing we were being watched. Eventually, I'd pull out my cock, rip off the rubber, and shoot my load all over his back. I'd grab my towel and leave him there with my juice running off the sides of his torso. And he'd barely move, waiting for the next cock to fill him up, and very often, it would be someone who was watching who slipped by me in the doorway, eager to replace my cock in the bottom's ass . Sometimes, that's all it was...a need to get off. After, I'd wander to the showers with my erection leading the way (ah youth, still rock hard after shooting) and rinse off, looking for the next engagement. I'd go into the communal area and lay down just like this on one of those carpeted platforms many bathhouses had, and fall asleep, a quickie nap. I remember once waking up to two sets of hands fondling and fingering my ass, which started attracting other guys into the room, and it became a mass circle jerk. I always wanted to offer up myself as pass around bottom, but I just didn't trust bathhouse clientele to be careful, so that never happened. But I had my moments, and oh lord, so many stories to tell. More to come....
