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So round. So firm. So fully packed!!

OK but I think ExLax will help with that!

You’re goin’a grab me by the WHAT and . . . . me? [swoon]

Oh Stud you’re gorgeous!! But relax just a bit so I can get you off.

Well almost out.

I’ve sometimes wondered why he didn’t do electrolysis before tattooing his scalp. In any event he’s walking viagra to me.

Jailbait!

I was one of the last GIs kicked out of France by DeGaulle in 1967 - I left several months after the 4/1 date. While in France I took voice lessons in the French Conservatoire Nationale and sang in a local choral group. At a dinner one evening a gentleman from one of the former noble families made me promise to not visit a place I hadn’t previously studied. He called it “so much gargoyle gazing”. I missed Versailles. But I had the Will and Ariel Durant Story of Civilization. From my new post in Germany I spent some time pouring over the volumes that covered the Versailles then returned to Paris in 1968 expressly to tour it. What an intense experience. BTW I missed the students riots by a week. But then there’s Fontainebleau! For reasons I don’t recall there was a minute military detachment on the grounds of Fontainebleau. As an Army auditor (enlisted mind you) it was my duty to periodically review its books. So monthly a driver would pick me up in Orleans and drop me off at the chateau. I would take an hour or so to do my duty then had the rest of the day to wander around the chateau until the driver picked me up in late afternoon to return to Orleans. What bliss! Is it any wonder that when I got back to the US and returned to college (I’d flunked out first time) I majored in history but never got further that the Middle Ages? I too highly recommend the Versailles series although I think I caught it on Amazon Price Video.

Could it be Mary of Scotland with Katherine Hepburn from 1936? (Thank you IMDB!) BTW it’s available for streaming on Amazon Prime Video for $2.99.

Or Amazon!!

No guy like this in an elevator with me would ever have time to snap a selfie.

Come on. I didn’t get these guns sipping tea or Pepsi!!

Come on. Slap that thing over here big boy!!

This one is for YOU @Just966.

Slower man! SLOWER!! I want to see what you’re goin to top me with!! [Well I can at least dream!]

Is he gifted or has been training those nibs along with getting those tattoos?

I think I can calm him down a bit.

Yes! Both!! Simultaneously!!!

Can I play with that too?

This twink will do too!

Definitely my kinda twink!!

Oh Honey. Of course I’ll spot your bench press!

Yes I like your tits. Now come here so I can taste them!!

Ah the many wonderful hours I spent with Robert J. Lurtsema! Thanks @gallahadesquire for reminding me. I began my musical life as a boy soprano in a boys choir. Except for a brief flirtation with folk music and hootenannies I’ve never ventured far from classical music (preferably before 1795) and opera. But then there’s the Eagles Hotel California because there was a bodybuilder I was infatuated with who always used to strip to it at the Gaiety in NYC. And the group Enigma to which my step class exercised daily. Today at the gym my headset always plays baroque chamber music because the relatively steady tempo matches the rhythm of my breathing making it easier to control the weights I’m lifting.

I’m saying you @Just966 appear to be infatuated with the rimming of butts. But I’m uncertain whether your interest is as rimmer or rimmee. Lol