#capecodbootboy

Out at the local for some breakfast, and making sure the pesky rain doesn't ruin my day. So, yeah, pulled on my tall waders. One of the other diners took a photo when she thought I wasn't looking. Me, I'm going to smoke and keep eating...

Guess who's back, boys? The holidays are over, and life is back to normal. That means boots, big boots, and even bigger ones. The year is new and my feet and legs are wrapped in leather. I'm back and booted - and it's time for all of you to do the same.

Attended a summit this past weekend in Provincetown (I'm on the board of a well-known leather event). Had a nice sub with me all weekend, called me Daddy. Bound him, beat him, brainwashed him. You know, romantic shit.

Things you find in a gay leatherman's house. Gay men, wall art with naked men, leather boots...and a bunch of other kinky shit, too. At least that's in my house.

Feeling a little merry, and a little scary. Lookin' for some action tonight, so pulled on a tight pair to go with my Santa hat. Now, if we can get some beer and bois, this'll be one hell of a holiday night.

Go Bears. Apparently.

What's this? Decided to check Tumblr one more time before heading off to dreamland? Well, happy to help you close out your night...

Ahhh. My Big Boots look great under the twinkle lights of the tree.