Tomorrow I'm cooking for 18 horny, hungry men in the first every Bristow Eagle Kinky Friendsgiving. The only thing to fear is the fear of forgetting an ingredient, running out of food, or someone spilling the fucking poppers on the carpet.

New leather. Just in time for kinky thanksgiving.

This is my grand-boy Pup Dude. Please give him lots of belly rubs and scratches for the amazing work he did on his leather jacket. He won the jacket at auction during CLAW and has been working hard to restore it.

Happy hump day. Please celebrate responsible. By getting humped.

Good times, good memories :)

Something they can never take away.

If this keeps going, I may need a cigar tonight.

Sure you can take the leathermen out of the leather event (aka World Bear cancelled), but you can take the leather away from a leatherman (aka taking my collared boy, @boycolt.bsky.social , to the Homestead Resort).

Recently (like 5 mins ago) I was getting fucked by @boycolt.bsky.social , and as we were dismounting after a well earned orgasm, I instinctively secured the popper bottle. And I realized, I’ve spent a good portion of my BDSM career learning how to keep poppers from spilling.

I’m the friend.

New underwear alert. I present Sydney, on my butt. No passport required for viewing.

I second this motion.

Let’s make a pie.

Well, see, funny thing, you were blindfolded and just pumped a load into me.

Alright boys, tell Sir the truth. What’s been more difficult this month. Being locked, or knowing I’m not.

I chatted with a guy on recon this AM who finally admitted our interests don’t align. Which is true. He wanted me to tie him up and do a laundry list of activities to him, just to get him off. And in my mind, that’s not power exchange, that’s just a pro-dom who doesn’t get paid.

I can think of a few boys I'd like to do this to. Raise your hand if you think you are one of them.

As demonstrated here by pup Dude, working out is a great way to feel better and cure your Locktober blur balls.

Pup Dude’s cage checks are cooler than yours.

Happy Muir Cap Monday. Now go do something kinky.

This is my grand-boy Pup Dude, doing what good boys do -- giving a cage check in the middle of the forrest for Locktober.

You see boys, this is how you start your Sir’s Saturday.

Who’s boy enough to eat my ash?

I'm going to need to study this video. I will also be needing a stunt-boy. Volunteers ?

I love early voting. Almost as much as I love boys worshipping my leather.

I keep my top locked up and submissive. @boycolt.bsky.social gets to cum inside of me, or with permission. Keeps him horny and ready to pleasure me, either with his real cock or his strap on cock.

You know, I really ought to be smoking more cigars, sipping more whiskey, and domming more leather boys. Leather boy submitting to me: @boycolt.bsky.social #LeatherCigsr

It’s not Muir Cap Monday anymore, but I thought y’all needed another from the photoshoot. #LeatherCigar #MakeCarharttGayAgain

Happy Muir Cap Monday, to all those who celebrate. #LeatherCigar

My attempt at being artistic. Showing off @boycolt.bsky.social ass in the mirror with his jock on, while seeing the print I bought at CLAW of a boy, prone, with his jock between his legs.

If your dungeon isn’t making you blueberry pancakes the morning after, can you really say you visited a dungeon? Leather boy taste tester: @boycolt.bsky.social #BristowEagle

*bops to album at work*

Your eyes fixate on the glowing red embers of my ash. A single flick and they fall to the shined black toe of my leather right boot. The glow fades, the grey ash sits, waiting to be consumed, emitting it intoxicating scent. You wait, mesmerized, listening for the sound giving you permission. *snap*

Happy Muir Cap Monday. Please celebrate responsibly.

Just 2 mins to go, I pump the last of my DNA into your hole, re-fill your hole with a plug, pull your pants up, and send you off to your college class. You get to class on time, sit down with the plug, but only to have the professor ask you to come up to the front to share your homework answers.

Boy Peter and I at the DC Crucible tonight. Fantastic evening. Highlighted by a young pup who got up the courage to ask me to give him a flogging, only his second flogging ever. 👨‍🍳😘

And now I want one of these too.

I know of a few boys who aspire to this level of obedience.

Happy Muir Cap Monday everyone. #LeatherCigar

I second this.

What in the living hell is going on? Someone just messaged me on Recon using complete sentences, proper paragraph structure, correct punctuation, and without making up their own abbreviations. And, if that wasn't enough, he read my profile and made a thoughtful comment on it.

Please welcome Mistress Riga and Mistress Phillis, they have taken up residency here at the Bristow Eagle. They are into nipple play, chastity, swatting, and leather Bondage.

Happy Muir Cap Monday. Have a wonderful week everyone.

Is this mean? Asking for a friend, @fetteredva.bsky.social , who’s currently tied up and has a few layers of numbing cream on.

Someday, when I run for a title, I want the judges to try and stump me with "When preparing a kinky 12 course meal, which course is best suited for eating ass?" Hors d'oeuvres Amuse-bouche Soup Appetizer Salad Fish First Main Course Palate Cleanser Second Main Course Cheese Course Dessert Mignardise

The Bristow Eagle is the finest cigar lounge in Northern Virginia. Fine cigars, comfy chairs, expensive whisky, jazz playing in the background, and a boy on every Sir. @boycolt.bsky.social #LeatherCigar

Happy Muir Cap Monday to all those who celebrate.

Meanwhile, at the Bristow Eagle, another leather boy ( @boycolt.bsky.social ) gets his leather wings. And by leather wings I mean Sirs feet on his back.

Well boy, what’s it going to be, do you want to light my cigar, or do you want what’s under my cod piece? Choose wisely, and you only get one.

Arugula is an under appreciated pizza topping.