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He is just so beautiful on so many levels.

I wish they would reach out to me! As a fat guy a provider sending me a message tells me he wants my business.

You make a valid point. I should have said that my posting was in an effort to offer an alternative or possible solution to the OP’s issue.

20 years ago I was on Lexapro and my doc warned me that my ability to get an erection and ejaculate would go away for about the first 7-10 days, which it did although I was still horny as hell. Then my hard-on would come back once my body adjusted to the drug, and that is exactly what happened. Now I was no longer depressed and I could get off, lol! Lexapro kept me on an even keel. I’ve been off it for some time now as I haven’t felt that I needed it. I’ve simply gotten older and moved on to other drugs. 🙂

Brody Kayman … dude looks good in a suit!

OMG! Ginger … and snow. Cain Marko if I’m not mistaken. Exquisite. Simply exquisite.

Lord. Blonde bush. ABUNDANT blonde bush.

My goodness! Where is this sun-drenched men's utopia? Greece? Southern California? Spain? Love the architecture and the men!

That may well be the locker room of my grandfather's country club, back in the day. He took me once - it would had to have been the late 60's - and it was naked and half-dressed older men drinking scotch and smoking cigarettes, both before and after golf. I thought it was great!

Lord, I’m old. This guy and his photo spread were in “Freshmen” magazine like 30 years ago. “Afternoon of a Faun” is what it was called IIRC. One of the few men featured with a substantial bush.

Gotta love a dude with a big ... smile.

Hey man. You didn't owe me a response or an explanation but it was kind of you to send one. I'm an old man and not terribly tech savvy and the galleries here are as close as I've come to the old Tumblr so I kill hours just observing the eye candy. I may post some photos of my own - my idea of a "regular guy" - but until then just know that I appreciate your efforts and those of everyone who posts. Best, Mike

Earlier in this topic it was pointed out that “regular guys” meant “not models”. All right; I get that. I guess I have a different definition; most of the guys posted here aren’t “regular” to me. I suppose I’m more for the average guy with a pony keg as opposed to a six-pack. But, hey, to each his own. There are no wrong nor right answers here; I’ll simply enjoy the eye candy.

I will also add that GingerViking, based in San Francisco per RM, is traveling to Vegas in late April and he, too, is an amazing kisser.

Yes. I have first-tongue knowledge with LeoParadiso. He is an amazing kisser.

Yes, thank you, give me a thicker, beefier man! (Although, some of my best experiences were with a small-framed guy in Phoenix who was 5 feet tall and maybe 100 pounds. He was all muscle and hair and he totally dominated my body - my big fat ass - and my mind! For context I am 6'3" and 320 pounds. I miss that guy!) More than that I'm trying to find men who want to work with chubs like me.

Damn! No one was selling services on my 2 cruises last year. I wanted to proposition the strapping German ship’s officer who always wore dark briefs under his white uniform trousers. But, alas, no.

🐷 The stolen ones … give me the biggest thrill. A dirty pig? 🐷 Absolutely, I will own that! (Not so little, though, lol.)

“Ball Four”, Jim Bounton’s 1974 expose of professional baseball. Fascinating!

I’m continually re-reading Dominick Dunne, except for his last novel, “Too Much Money”, which was a huge disappointment. “The Two Mrs Grenvilles”, “People Like Us”, “An Inconvenient Woman”, “A Season In Purgatory”. Re-reading Jackie Collins brings me immense pleasure, particularly “Hollywood Wives”. (Best line? “Jeez! Give ‘em nine inches and they friggin’ move in!”) “California Screaming” by Doug Guinan. And some others. Right I’m concentrating on new reads; currently reading “Ball Four”, Jim Bounton’s 1974 expose of professional baseball.

Sorry - didn’t proofread. I “wouldn’t” rank one over the other …

I’ve had great sex with straight guys and lousy sex with straight guys. Same with gay men - some good, some not so much. If I’m attracted to a provider I’ll reach out regardless of their stated identity. Back in the days of CL I was continually surprised at how far some straight guys would go to get rent money - things some gay men wouldn't do for me. For me whether they’re gay or straight it doesn’t matter as long as I get what I want. I would rate or rank one over the other based upon my experience.

Others have said this and I’ll repeat it … for me all I had to compare it to was porn. This would have been early 80’s. The man I was with didn’t look like the guys on the screens in the booths at the Pussycat Theater, although he was a gentle yet enthusiastic lover. (Much, much older than me.) I had no idea what “Elbow Grease” was but it made everything slippery. Kissing a man felt so right yet I was unprepared for my orgasm. I mean, yeah, I had pumped out cum but nothing like THIS, with it spraying onto the wall behind his head. Although the feeling was amazing the amount and sheer force with which it sprang forth scared the hell outta me. Then the Christian guilt kicks in and I broke into a cold sweat and I had to get outta there. One day later I’m begging him to touch me again. It wasn’t a beautiful first experience but it wasn’t terrible, either. Not at all what I thought it would be, but it happened the way it was supposed to I guess. Reality wouldn’t really set in until I got my heart broken. But that’s for another time. Great topic.

There’s no right or wrong here - if underwear turns you on - no matter the style, brand or cut - that’s cool. I’m enjoying all the photos and all the opinions expressed. I had quite the collection of briefs, boxers, boxer briefs, jockstraps, g-strings and thongs which I had taken, stolen, bought and bartered for over the years. Lots of great memories in that huge pile of cotton, polyester, and Lycra all seasoned with ball sweat, soap and softener.

Sadly, two of my favorites are now but a memory … Blue Moon (Las Vegas) and Royal Villas (Phoenix). Naked men swimming, sunning and socializing.