We all have room to grow, right? The couple of times I've eaten ass, I felt like I was reading fucking braille. I don't think I sucked at it, but I definitely didn't do a good job. Solid C work, maybe. I genuinely love going down on a girl and would love to be able to step up my game in the outfield. Endzone. Back nine.

I live up in the north hills of Pittsburgh, and I'd love to meet up with someone who can turn me into the most bomb ass-eater this side of the Mason-Dixon line. I'll absolutely go down on you in the, you know - wholesome Christian way too, but I want to spend some time unlocking the devil's backdoor.

Anyway, I'm a 34 year old white dude. I'm 6"2'. Lumberjacky beard when it's cold, and some scruff or maybe a moustache when it's not. Hazel eyes, brown hair.

I just moved to Pittsburgh last year, and I'm currently a professor at CMU. I have a few nice tattoos and am decently in shape. I work out and exercise regularly, but don't expect Chris Evans. I listen to lots of music that would give your grandma a heart attack, and I try to read at least 2 books a month. I really love a good whiskey. Not in an "oh he's an alcoholic" way, but in more of a "it's really the only alcohol I know" kind of way. I love the outdoors, drinking coffee at all hours of the day, and woodworking/carpentry. No, really. I built a huge wagon/cart thing a few years ago because I figured it might come in handy.

It has not.

Anyway, I enjoy moonlit walks along PennDOT construction, and my newest hobby since moving to Pennsylvania is constantly worrying I have Lyme disease. Seriously, why are there so many ticks here?

Like I said, I'd love a regular friend to keep me and my mouth company in my new city! I also visit Harrisburg and Philly for work pretty often.

Anyway, I'd love to chat and feel one another out on things.

Also, does anyone need a wagon?