Tonight, I said the Mourner’s Kaddish in a relatively progressive North Shore shul, spitting the words out holding the memories of the 65,000+ lives lost in a genocidal campaign- one a corrupt state relies on my and my people’s fear and hope to excuse and minimize. I spoke the Aramaic as rebuke.

Mr. Michigan Leather was simply electric for @fittenorpup.bsky.social (ft. my stupidly sexy apron from @fdaddylondon.bsky.social )

LOLOLOL to me having a Proustian moment with fucking *Midori*

Well. Finally getting over being pee-shy when a good boy is begging to drink me is opening many doors.

I’m just 😍😍😍😍

Happy #fcf y, all, from last night’s extended bate session. I do like having those mirrors.

Just finished the last session of a Strahd campaign that’s been going for a year and a half. Feeling very good, and a little sad.

Not me having a decidedly NSFW reaction to the “Rosh Hashana Horns” clue in the NYT crossword today. 🤣🤣🤣🤣 Definitely looking forward to this leather weekend away.

Twenty five years ago, if you’d told me the co-host of The Man Show would be considered a martyr for a free speech movement, I would have believed you. I just would have gotten all the details completely wrong. I don’t even know what the fuck to say anymore - it’s brain breaking.

Chicago kink bar confusion right now:

In other news, I took some honestly obscene office bulge pics for a friend this morning.

I am so grateful that there are DHS officers protecting commuters from the northern and western burbs from those tiny terrorists who sell candy at Ogilvie. I feel so much safer seeing their presence outside the Amazon grab and go store in my war-torn city.

Will listening to ASSASSINS help allay my current “the world is currently more fucked that it’s been in a while” generalized anxiety, or will it throw me into “we’ve always been this fucked” general despair?

Who’s the good boy bringing me breakfast and a blowjob in bed? I

Wordle was definitely #fcf themed today, so here’s mine. (And yes, the world is still terrible and scary and awful and yet it’s still okay - and in fact necessary- to enjoy smut from your friends if that’s your thing)

The man literally asked for it. And yet I am angry and scared that the world he wanted is one his death will help usher us even closer to. www.mediamatters.org/charlie-kirk...

It is possible to hold both of these things true at the same time: 1) political violence is never an appropriate choice in a civilized society 2) Charlie Kirk’s dream is to create exactly the kind of society he currently lives in, as spoken from his own mouth

There is almost nothing hotter in this world than watching a cock pulse as it unloads in a hungry hole. (Yeah, I’m in a MOOD today)

Beers on the patio, a threeway, and new Bake Off? Pretty decent Sunday if you ask me!

Still thinking about the perfect ass pic a friend sent earlier today that has me absolutely RAVENOUS.

Came upon this photo from a year ago today, when I pushed through a panic attack that left me unable to breathe on a public street to go join the people I adore for a beer (or three) on the SoFo patio. The next day, I called my doctor for anti-anxiety meds to make it through the next hump.

Happy Muesday, kiddos. Let’s go fuck this fucker right the fuck up.

Happy Labor Day, US kiddos! Treat a union worker to some love today, remember that “right to work” actually means “right to be exploited by your employer and fired without cause,” and if you are laboring today, make sure you’re stealing at least some of your own time back from the Man!

Hear me out: 1984 was, yes, absolute dystopia and yet, having friends you can perform a Two Minutes of Hate ritual with occasionally is fucking *life saving* so even dystopias get some things right some of the time.

It’s refreshing to be at a drag brunch with queer people. 🤣🤣🤣🤣

My standard play at a sex party. (I breed the fourth.)

I’m not saying I *only* catsit at the puppy’s because of how his hallway mirror makes me look…but it’s not *not* why I do it.

Hear me out - we need a YRP / Huntr\x collab. Sphere hunters meet demon hunters. Jpop meets Kpop. Think of the international goodwill!

Aabria with zero stakes is the greatest chaos gremlin player and it’s pure magic to watch her just fuck with shit for her own amusement.

Guess who has two thumbs, a brain that refuses to forget significant dates, and almost mixed up his taldalafil and his alprazolam when grabbing something to cope with the day?

On a different note, Happy International Dog Day to @fittenorpup.bsky.social - here’s to many more years of treatos and skritches. Proud to be your PupDad. (📸: @photon.dog )

Why yes, this is one of the reasons I’m deeply critical of making ChatGPT and other LLMs anyone’s go-to for *anything*, because you may be using it to help punch up your themed party ideas or intra-department memo, but you’re helping it get better at doing things like coaching a kid through suicide.

Was leg day yesterday. I think I For some decent work in. Which reminds me, I need to grab more protein to keep that moving and growing. Unless some good boy grabs it for me. www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/...

Today I am reminded that people get mad, not at what other folks *say* generally, but at what they *hear*. And why it’s important to double-check our emotional paraphrasing, because while it feels good to get mad, it’s not productive when what we’re mad at is a story - told to us or in our head.

Love when my first 15 minutes of “work” on a Monday is just spent waiting for security updates to install. Have a great week, kiddos. It’s the last one of summer for most of us, so let’s all endeavor to do as little work and as much joyful shit as possible, yeah?

I do not understand people who only want to suck dick - not through a gloryhole - but who don’t share face pics. Yes, if we are having NSA sex, I want to see the part of you in having sex with.

First #fcf from the new place. Still need to break in this bed…

Oh look. A wild @sweddybear.bsky.social appeared (for roomie wings night)

Firmly believe we need to bring back Home Ec in our curriculum, or make old Good Eats episodes mandatory viewing for all humans, because if I see another incredulous “did you know if you took ingredients and combined them, you’d have food?” TikTok I’m gonna scream.

The worst part of moving is having to take all new nudes so you’re not “misrepresenting” yourself. (I am 44, and my dick hasn’t changed in decades. Unless you’re monitoring every millimeter of my ass and love handles like I am, the ones from a year and a half ago in my old place are accurate.)

Puppy’s been putting the time in.

Got cruised by a CTA driver waiting to start his shift at Foster this morning while walking the dog, which was a much-needed Monday morning pick-me-up.

House/dogsitting at a Tall People House as a person of average height is wild, because it’s constantly wondering why everyday objects are up on Special Occasion shelves.

LOLOL at me wanting to at once hermit like a motherfucker tonight and go out and get absolutely wild.

There is a man sitting across from me on this red line train with Russell Tovey ears and arms that are straining against his button-down and I just want to use the former as handles to pull him down on my dick.

The five most romantic words in the English language: Save your load for me.

Good morning, kiddos, from the new place. Hope you all had an amazing and safe weekend. Feels like a new chapter starting here - I hope each day feels like that at least a little for y’all.

I continue to love being gay in this city.

Once again, I am convicted in the belief that if straight people let themselves dance like queer people do, the world would be such a better fucking place. The dance floor taught me how to live in my own joy while celebrating others’. It taught me sublimation and compersion.

Being gay in Chicago getting his PreP labs the Friday of Market Days means discussing the pluses and minuses of various party venues with your doctor who’s wearing a suspender harness.