Racketjock

When my father finished serving in the army, he required us all growing up to use chopsticks anytime we went out and at Chinese food. It was incredibly frustrating, but we all learned and didn't starve. I find the choice to embrace culture ways and practices important an important life lesson for me.

As a member of a fraternity in college, our hazing was confined to our pledge night which involved a nice bonfire out in the woods we were taken to blindfolded, friendly banter, social drinking was offered but not forced, then our clothes were taken away and we were left to make it back to the frat house by dawn. Common scenario for frats in the south. Can't say I minded seeing the other guys in their naked best, but wandering through the woods in the dark to a pasture isn't likely the safest. Unbeknownst to us, we were going to be followed, but we opted to not take the well worn road and ventured to the closest direction based on our boy scout skills. We made it and had a good story to tell among us. It greatly saddens and angers me to hear of the stupidity, hazing, and dangers being forced on to students and college kids these days. It goes against good, decent judgment and speaks more to the character of those who are inflicting the abuse.

This is a gymnastics class that would hold my attention and I would like to wholeheartedly participate!!

Rinse and repeat of my same experience as well.

Ronnie in Dallas.

I was 16, traveling with a student group in Germany. Was with a buddy at a beer garden, having already downed my first taste of German beer. My buddy couldn't handle his liquor even though he was two years older than me. We were all seated around long farm tables, elbow to elbow with other patrons who were friendly, singing songs, and having a good time. A particularly strapping blond haired, blue eyed hunk of a man close to my age seated slightly across from me kept giving me a wink and a beautiful smile as we clinked glasses amidst cheers. My bladder got the best of me and off to the bathroom I go, and lo and behold he follows and stands next to me at the piss trough, whipping out a beauty of an dick with curly blond pubes. I openly stared and I'm sure salivated. He beats his cock and asks me if I want to have some German fun. I have the good sense to bolster my courage and quickly shake my big and small heads both. My horrible luck bit me in the ass as one of the female bar maids pops her head into the bathroom to tell me my friend had fallen over, vomited, and needed to go. I had to slug the bastard back to the hotel and my opportunity for my first German cock was delayed another couple of years. Thankfully, my drunken friend and I were sharing a hotel room, different beds and he passed out promptly leaving me alone with my five fingered friend and a fond memory of the big German cock that got away.

I had to watch this a second or maybe twelve times and I have to offer one criticism: why is there no one there to appreciate said nectar that spews forth?? Such a travesty.

He is gorgeous and makes the show well worth watching. I was impressed he could dance. Do we know if he plays for our team?

Well that was quite beautiful, lust worthy, and pants stirring........ Thanks, handsome, for sharing!

I applaud your willingness to share and attitude. Hope you draw strength from those who support and care for you. Hugs, RJ

Being admittedly shallow, my biggest peeve about this is my local UPS driver is in his late 30's, hairy, and has a beautiful smile and cute ass. I miss the opportunity to admire said qualities which makes my appreciate my package, his package, and the delivered package.

Amazing sign of positive change. Would have been amazing to see something like this in my youth.

I want to be the personal valet for Chris Hemsworth and help him stuff his shorts each day and hold his dick whenever he needs to take a piss or eject any other fluids.

Sounds like a fun read. Thanks, Rod, for the heads up!

I get these routinely and often. I tend to keep it PG while stressing my experience as a frequent repeater with someone is not to be a common expectation for someone new and a first timer. I appreciate those who have shared with me in the past and willing to pay it forward, but remain leery when someone keeps asking for more and more detail to an encounter than what I am willing to give.

I've heard Lance Navarro gives a good massage, but honestly when I am next back in SF, I am not sure I could hold myself back from not wanting to try out his stellar kissing skills, touch him all over, and dive deep into that fur.......

Suggest a search on the forums as this has come up recently. It is my hometown and can be a bit of a hit and miss. I have had positive experiences with Adam who has been reviewed here with many comments, good and indifferent. He has an amazing body, handsome guy, former model, fitness trainer, and talented massage therapist. Can be a bit distant at first, and put off with being too handsy. He offers therapeutic and erotic, which is him nude and with release. He allows respectful touching, but no more. Good luck!

I have a few times and consider it a treasured experience. I have done one in Jackson Hole, WY with a birds eye view of the Grand Tetons and the sun rising. It was incredible and peaceful gliding through the air. Tradition calls for champagne upon touch down which is always a nice touch.

In the corporate shmuck world I work in it has become the new uniform navy or gray with brown buck shoes. If you got the body and look, it has an appeal!

Henry Cavill, Chris Pratt, and Jason Momoa

I offer my well wishes that the treatment plan goes well, you find strength in returning to your roots, and experience new life among those you love.

Chizz is certifiably delicious and woof!

I saw an old 8mm film when I was a young kid in boy scouts. Although poor video quality, the slightly balding guy had a big dick, furry chest, and with little foreplay went to town on a very full figured woman with a massively hairy pussy and very large breasts. I was both fascinated and creeped out. Thankfully, the playboy channel happened via satellite and I enjoyed thoroughly watching the guys.

Gotta love a good summer camp. Had a fling of doing the nasty with a camp counselor from another group whom I found taking a shower late after lights out. I helped him get dirty, then clean again. His younger brother by 3 years was in my camp group and was in the bunk above mine. He caught me jacking off, offered to help, and help he did. Both brothers had the same nice dicks and copious amounts of cum. Ah good times.

My long time favorites, AndrewD and Michael/Ft. Meyers, are both enjoying new lives and careers having left their prior lives behind. I remain eternally grateful to them for the joy they brought to my life, the unbelievably mind blowing sex, and sharing themselves with me. I cherish memories of the many great times that were shared.