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Create New Blog Entrya picture on someones wall? Should be pretty simple. Am I missing something? Also I have HEAPS of pictures to post, BUT have given up trying as they never appear in the "Photos" section. This is an ongoing problem with many.....
My buddies and I have a weekly routine that actually yields us a pretty damn good time for not a whole Hell of a lot of money. We usually help one another out especially on some of the make up application such as eye lashes and eye brows can be a total pain in the ass, but by five o'clock on Wednesday nigh, the boys and I are in a stretch limo tossing off and doing every kind of drug known to man. After giving the driver a little pin prick of what I call a "poison" dart in the neck one of us will have to get out and run as fast as we can to get up to the driver's door. If he was smart and left it unlocked good, but we haven't always been lucky. We've lost limos and drivers off of bridges, overpasses, and one fella went right off the ten floor parking structure. He might have survived had he not been such a smart ass punk and paid attention to our sexy tits made out of balloons filled with Jello. On a good night we don't really need the driver and limo because the entire gang of Chipendale dancers are burying our back doors with action you simply cannot find anywhere else except West Hollywood. There's nothing so rewarding as peeling the bikini open and reaching in hen pulling out the kind of man meat that leaves you speechless. No the cat doesn't have it, mine is stuck in this incredible young man who knows how to tap better than Sammy Davis Junior. Please tell blue balls that our gang is here for him when he is ready. Chow.
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It is a girly boi's wish that each day he could find the dad of hi dreams .. maybe today ♥
There is a guy in my gym, young, sexy, asian (pakistani?) sometimes wears very sexy tank tops. We got chatting in the changing room, he is a waiter in a local restaurant. He likes to shower after the workout and then chat just wearing his boxer briefs - looks so sexy but no obvious gay signals. I patted him on the arm when I left the gym recently, went into his restaurant shortly afterwards with a non-gay friend. While we were eating he stopped behind my chair and stroked my shoulders, then my hand. My friend didnt notice. Also gave us drinks on the house. Seen him in the gym since then but no follow -up, just normal chat. He doesn't look at me in the gym like a gay guy does and I know some muslim guys are very anti-gay.
What do you guys think and how do I take it further?
I suppose we all have our reason for being "regulars" on GBT... Quite obviously I think the pictures afford me and probably all of you an opportunity to appreciate the male body and to marvel at young guys be their poses relaxed and pensive or perhaps explicit. Some push the envelope giving the site administrator headaches and the rest of us thinking what were the posters thinking?
I have met some truly interesting people who offer wisdom, support, feedback, laughter, compassion, love and friendship. I can't say I've interacted with too many cashew nuts, however when I have we part company in a rational manner.
Some of you truly do an amazing job visually presenting pictures and expressing your point of view. I'm also one of those folks who enjoy reading detailed profile information and seeing avatars even if you choose to spice things up mixing reality, with fiction and wishful thinking.
Keep in touch... do your thing, but be honest, fair and spare us all of rudeness.
Hi guys!
Are you top or botttom?
If you are both, with kind of boy you are top and bottom?
anyone from the Washington DC Baltimore Maryland are wanna have a meet up and see what happens. I would love to meet ppl from here
I sware half of the people on here don't know what bareback means ....bareback is screwing WITHOUT condoms! Learn what the term means!!
I found out something about my dad I never knew one day. And it was all due to doing some laundry. Every Saturday, my mom would do the wash and it was my job to help put it away. However, I didn’t look at it as a job, because I got to put my dad’s stuff away in his closet and dresser drawers. I have to admit, it gave me a thrill putting Dad’s socks, shirts and especially his underwear neatly in his dresser for him.
Sometimes I would sniff the front of his briefs, knowing his big cock had been there hours ago. Dad wasn’t shy about letting me see him naked. Lots of times after taking a shower, he’d walk past my bedroom with a towel over his shoulder and nothing else. The sight of his slender, hard body and his heavy cock and balls always got me excited. He also had a beautiful, firm ass that complimented any pair of slacks or jeans he wore.
But on this one particular day, I found something in Dad’s closet that blew my mind. I was hanging up some of his shirts when I noticed a plastic bag slipping toward me from the top shelf. I was unable to catch it, and it fell to the floor. When I picked up the bag, a rubber dildo fell out. I quickly closed the door of my parents’ bedroom, then picked up the dildo. It was very realistic looking, right down to its veiny shaft and mushroom head. For a few seconds I thought it was a sex toy my folks liked to play with. But why? I knew Dad had enough cock to satisfy Mom. God knows, I’d heard her moaning like a teenaged several times a week late at night as Dad pounded her snatch. Oh well, maybe she just needed more then what he had.
After a few minutes, I shook off the fantasies of my folks having sex and put the dildo back on the shelf like it was before. As I went back to the basement to get the last of the laundry from Mom, I looked at her and thought, Man, Mom must have a really hot pussy!
The thing is, my folks were very understanding with me. They knew I was gay and supported me when I came out, so I felt obligated to tell Dad about finding the dildo. I sure couldn’t talk to Mom about it. She was cool about a lot of things, but she had her limits. About two weeks went by before Dad and I were alone at home on a Saturday morning.
Mom had gone out shopping and I figured it was the right time to tell him about my accidental discovery. Dad was in the bathroom taking a shower. He always took really long showers, but it never occurred to me why. When I heard the water stop running, I knocked on the door. “Come on in, Barry!” Dad called out. As I came into the bathroom, Dad was drying himself off. He had a towel around his waist and was standing in front of the sink. “What’s up son, you need to take a quick piss?” he said without turning around. “No, Dad. It’s not that. I’ve got something to ask you about,” I said slowly. “I found something that I think I shouldn’t have found.” “Barry, what are you trying to tell me?” Dad said as he sat on the toilet seat and looked at me.
“Dad, I wasn’t snooping, but I found a dildo in your closet by accident a while back. Do you and Mom … you know … use it sometimes?” For almost a minute, Dad got real quiet and looked at the floor. “No, Barry. The dildo is what I like to use on myself,” he said. Then Dad reached into the cabinet under the sink and pulled out the dildo. “I just fucked myself with it while I was in the shower.” “But, Dad, you’re straight. I’m the gay dude in the family!” “It has nothing to do with that son. Let me explain something to you. Your mother and I love each other very much, and she likes having lots of sex. But sometimes it’s like a job for me to keep her satisfied, and there are times when I want to be the passive one instead of doing all the work. I’m not gay, but for some strange reason, I get this hot feeling deep in my ass that sometimes drive’s me crazy. It’s like an annoying itch, and when I shove this thing up inside me it feels so darn good! The truth is son, when I stick this dildo up my butt, I’m fantasizing you’re fucking me. That’s why I’ve let you see me naked so much, I was hoping I was making you horny.” “Dad, you want me to fuck you?” I said. “Oh man, that would be awesome!”
“Oh, yes, son, I would really love that!” Dad said as he started to unbutton my jeans nervously. “I know this sounds crazy. I’ve never cheated on your mother, but the thought of having my own son drill my hot ass is something I’ve wanted for for a long time!” I’d never seen my father act like this before, but I sure liked it. As he pulled the towel from his waist, his beautiful cock swung out before me. I put my hand on his bloated meat and he let out a low moan. “That’s it, son, feel my hard cock!” Dad said as he reached out and stroked my stiff boner. “Look at your big dick! You’re nearly the same size as me!”
“We haven’t got a lot of time, son,” Dad said as he turned around with his hands on the sink. “Please, ram that cock of yours up my ass!” Dad’s butt hole was still lubed up from earlier. When I pushed my stiff dick inside him, it slid in real easy. But it was still really hot and extra tight. “Ohhhh yes, son, that feels so good!” Dad moaned as he pushed his ass back, sending the rest of my rod inside him. Then I put my hands around his waist and fucked him with nice, slow strokes. The big mirrors on our bathroom wall allowed me to see us from all angles. Dad had a look of pure pleasure on his face. “That’s it, boy, don’t hold back, forget I’m your father and fuck the hell out of me!” he grunted.
I soon found myself getting lost in the moment and started to pound Dad’s butt harder and faster. Each time I slammed my cock up his ass, he pushed back with an equal force that made my feet slide of the bathroom floor. Then, without warning, Dad let my cock slip from his butt. As he turned around, he held my head in his hands and kissed me. It was that wet, sloppy kiss that only two guys can do together. Then Dad took some dry towels and put them on the floor. “Lay down on the floor, son, and keep that cock hard,” he said. I quickly did what he asked, and before I knew it, Dad squatted over me and impaled himself on my boner again. As he started sliding his ass up and down on my rod, I could see that he had on his face the look of a man possessed.
“Oh, gawd, Barry! I’m about to bust a big one!” he moaned as he jerked his dripping cock. “Do it, Dad!” I gasped. “I’ve always wanted to see you ….” Before I could finish, Dad jerked his head back and started blasting his river of cum over me. It really blew my mind as he fisted his cock a second and third time sending long, white streams of his load over my head and chest. It was a few seconds later when I felt my own ball-busting load shooting up into his hot ass. I gritted my teeth and let out a moan as Dad squeezed every drop of spunk from my balls.
As we both calmed down, Dad still had that hot look on his face. When he lifted himself off my still hard cock, he leaned forward and let me taste the sticky head of his big meat.
“Good boy, Barry. Good boy,” he whispered. Then he snuggled next to me on the floor. It felt great having Dad hold me for a while, but after a short time I had to say something. “Dad, Mom’s gonna be home soon.” He slowly sat up and kissed me again, and there was a tone of longing in his voice as he said, “Back to work!” In a matter of minutes, we both had the bathroom cleaned up and looking like nothing had happened, and Dad had put his dildo back in the closet. The thing is, I don’t think he’s used it much since I fucked him.
Mom’s been talking about taking a trip to see her sister, and Dad said he would pay for her plane ticket. We’re both looking forward to being alone together again real soon.
