I wore my Jailbird cage again to the pool. This time the locker room was very busy. I had no choice but to change in front of about 6 guys. One black guy had a good look. His eyes bugged out. Later in the pool, he smiled at me.
I wonder if I should strike up a conversation with him next time?
An older gay man's musings about sex, chastity, food, photography and whatever I want to talk about.
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