Eddie Lampert, the CEO of Sears, used to fly me to Chicago twice a year, once during the International Mr Leather week, and we’d cover each other in oil and slide glide all over and in each other. He always got me the second best rooms at swank downtown joints, and at least one day we’d head to the bathhouse and he’d manage my holes while I was in a sling, getting yanked, cranked, and creamed for a couple hours.
Once I moved to europe I left that all behind. Of course, I found new playmates to introduce me to a wilder world of freaking
– CORVALLUS HADERACH
