What Are You Doing New Year's Eve?

 North of Grand Rapids—December, 2024

 

Remember that ‘On the Road for Hot Ass’ post I wrote on the last day of the year?  I thought I was on the road for a new place to have a ‘fuck in the new year’ party. 

Let’s go back a little…

When I was still down in Indiana, I got a message on BBRT from a guy in Michigan.  He’d found the blog—and loved it.  This guy was in his mid-40’s, good looking and versatile. He told me he had a small group of men in his area and thought I would be a great fit.  He had a basement play space with a sling and a bondage table.  He finally told me he wanted a New Year’s Eve gathering and thought he could get 2 other tops and 2 or 3 bottoms.  Would I come?

We talked a lot online.  We had never met, but all things pointed to us being a good fit:  everybody in his group was on PrEP or undetectable, they were drug free, they loved group sex and were very open to sexual experimentation.

Finally, I told him I would be there.  It was far enough away that I knew I needed a motel for afterwards as he didn’t think his home was set up for overnight guests.  I made the reservation.

We kept chatting daily.  We seemed like a great sexual fit.

On the 31^st, I started on the trek to the motel through some light snow.  I would check-in, nap and be ready to fuck in the New Year.  Just as I was pulling into the motel’s parking lot, I got a text.  He was ill.  Vomiting a lot.  Everything was cancelled.

I was stuck.  He had talked to us individually, so I couldn’t invite the text chain of guys to the motel.  I sent one exploratory text to the sick host to ask about contact info for the other guests.  I got nothing back.  I drove by his house and it was totally dark. 

I still have heard nothing from him, 10 days later.

I don’t think it was some grand scheme to get me up there and leave me blueballed.  But maybe it was.  He is likely really embarrassed. 

I thought about going into Grand Rapids and the bathhouse that night, but I just didn’t want to drive anymore over bad roads.  At least I found good porn on the internet…

A very odd beginning to 2025!

 

For your viewing pleasure—as the post didn’t give you any—two great ass shots.  The first was sent to me by GaryM.