Al&Kent

Mid-way through 2025:

I post about our own real lives and sex-adventures only.

We are again in a “thrupple”; this time with a beautiful Aussie. Our prior thruppleended when our third and another friend of ours fell in love and paired-off. They’re crazy about each other as are we three.

My amazing husband Kent and I relocated to suburban Jacksonville, Florida in late 2020.   We had a life-changing event in the course of that what was originally just a temporary reassignment; a catastrophic car accident (I was driving) which very nearly took my life and could have killed both of us and our beloved dog had we not had some good chits in fate’s bank.  A long perilous recovery for me later and we both made resolutions for maximizing the time we do have; YOLO is a guiding principal principle for us.

Kent and I are a great couple. I’m in my early middle fifties and Kent is early forties. The bastard passes for thirty with ease!

One of our YOLO resolutions was to adjust our previous monogamous relationship boundaries; to avail ourselves of opportunities to play together with other guys when the opportunity and interest arises.  Like our boners those opportunities arise often and unexpectedly; suburbia is a hot-bed of sexual opportunity. So far no intrigue or messiness despite involving a few married neighbors whose wives don’t appreciate them.  

We have no interest in separate play as a pursuit unless we’re traveling separate which happens rarely; yet each of us has indulged in an off-the-books blowjob here or there when that opp “came up”.  

Kent and I are closer than ever and the sex-adventures are part of the intricate weave of the fabric of our marriage.

Kent was born gay as he tells it; he’s not a gold-standard gay due to some experimentation, necessity, and confirmation in his teen years.  I “discovered” my gaiety in the army; where better?  LOL  I wasn’t repressed or closeted; I just never had the opportunity or time to explore it and it was like a door opening to me.  An ill-fated marriage (other than amazing children) may have pushed me from full-scale bisexual to practicing gay after the divorce; no idea and just know men are what harden my dick now.

I’m “retired;” it’s in quotes because I’m still figuring out what that means when most days I don’t have time to get everything done I think I want to; and still take-on a consulting gig here and there as I did for several month early this year.  

Kent is an independent researcher and writer for corporate projects; he has a much bigger brain than mine complete with a string of graduate degrees which need to be stoked by application. Daniel our third is in fiber optics distribution and is an engineer. His job is boringly office-based.

Our “family” is rounded-out by a new fourth; a puppy. Our faithful best friend for all the years Kent and I were together passed away last year R.I.P. Sasha; I hope you’re romping in the after-life in the wilds of your heritage the vast Siberian plain with your ancestors and relatives. What were we thinking getting a puppy??

I hope you readers enjoy our continuing adventures as much as we enjoy having them.