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Having my Chicago boy come over for 3.5 hours after being on the lake all night and going to bed at 5:30am probably wasn’t the best idea for pre market days prep but it was certainly the best time we’ve had together in months. Also it’s good prep for my 🍑 for the weekend. He’s big af. It’s a win.
Little Pre Market Days time on the lake with the f slurs…
A turnoff of mine on the apps is when the profile is full of negativity. Things like no this, no that, etc. I tend to like when people say what they *are* looking for. “Close to my age”, “prefer meeting first” and so on. To me it shows a much more mature and positive mindset.
So you’re making plans for a hookup on Market Days weekend?
One of the many things my Mama taught me thru example and lecture is identifying and being immune to manipulation in any form. Also, holding the manipulator accountable to thier behavior. Man they hate that. Its quickly apparent thru their behavior who they are. Being authentic is so much easier.
20 years later and he’s only become more handsome. 😍😍😍😍 I’m a lucky man.
Twats in SHEIN saying people over 30 don’t belong at Lolla and couldn’t hang for 4 days… Girl, I’m dragging around 3x your body weight with a VIP wristband while you try to remember where you buried your Smirnoff 2wks ago and crying because Madi turned off her location and left with your bf, Timmy.
I’ve been in Chicago for over a decade and been attending Market Days even longer. I have just been invited to my first Market Days adjacent (Thursday night) wedding by two men I’ve watched become thier authentic queer kinky selves the last two years since they arrived It fills me with queer joy.
Last night husband and I played with a beefy short muscle pup fist bottom. To say he was advanced beyond our level is an understatement. He’s about 5’9 and was able to take me nearly to my elbow. I have giant hands. I could have gone deeper but the size of my forearm is larger than my fist.
I don’t want to hear a word about finger banging at Arc this year.
Being authentic and open about who I am keeps anyone from using who I am as a weapon against me. Secrets are weapons.
About 4 years ago I had a hookup in São Paulo with a sexy muscled tatted Brazilian who spoke zero English and I speak zero Portuguese. We played for 5 hours using only body language and facial expressions. At the end we sat on the patio of my 22nd floor airbnb and ate some meats, cheeses and fruit.
Let’s try “What are you thankful for Thursday?” It’s been proven that our brains believe what we think, even if we don’t say it aloud. If we obsess over negative thoughts and worst case scenarios our subconscious can’t tell the difference and it affects our perception of life.
So you’re making plans for a hookup on Market Days weekend?
I know very few people read profiles on the apps but the next man that messages me and opens with “I’m sub bottom no limits” I’m going to say “No limits? Really?” And when they confirm it I’m going to say “Ok sub, come fuck me”
What’s better than having an eager mouth ready to serve you? Having three 😏🔥
Market Days is 10 days away. Take it from me, an old hand, a pro, well seasoned; at all costs, avoid making plans to meet someone, for a hookup, a fling, to hang out etc. making plans other than “I will be at x party this night, y party this night, x brunch this day, y bar at this time and the
Ban them from future flights if they do this. "There’s now, apparently, an epidemic of Christians who get on planes and begin preaching when they know they finally have a captive audience." Christian preachers are turning airplanes into unwanted worship services open.substack.com/pub/friendly...
Christian preachers are turning airplanes into unwanted worship services
Evangelists are exploiting captive audiences who can’t walk away—and broadcasting it online
open.substack.com
Linked up with a man last week, he was a bit younger than my guideline for hookups (still very legal don’t worry, yes he could get into a bar) and I hesitated. What made me agree was he was from Europe and a SW’er so I figured he was more mature and probably better at sex than most his age.
If you’d have told me 15 years ago I’d be starting sentences with the phrase “my primary boy”, “Our Boston boy” or “Kansas City boy” I’d have laughed at the absurdity. Today those are just three of 15 monikers I use to describe the collared boys in my life. I’m so lucky.
