Merboy

Of all the beautiful young transgender women in America to focus on, the national media zeroes in on these people. Unbelievable. We have a fucking Miss Nevada who's going to Miss USA. Nicole Maines is a gorgeous young girl and she's an actress now on TV shows. There are so many trans girls in elementary schools around America who are brilliant, talented, and beautiful. Yet we have to see this constant theme - the ugly, unpassable, manly trans woman (Caitlyn Jenner without her shitload of money) who make for "sensationalist stories" (Avowed homophobe Rupert Murdoch's New York Post is the King of Smut). This is all to gin up the Old Geezers who want to complain about something when they head over to the Bingo Room at Shady Pines tonight. (Then it's chicken a la king with a side of peas and Jello before beddy bye time.)

I would have never guessed in the 90s that Whoopi Goldberg, Oscar winner for Ghost, star of Sister Act, would wind up becoming the next Baba Walters.... incredible how careers change over time.

It's an excellent show but its been on since Cher was a fetus... seriously, and it's on every other channel on cable TV nowadays, the remote controls now should have the button "SVU" on them so you can get right to the next episode fast! Chris Meloni and Mariska Hargitay (have they both won Emmys for their performances?) are marvelous.

awww did u draw that honey? Ohhhh they're over.... lol.

Samhexum, just saw your thing at the bottom about my favorite thing on Earth asides from sweaty muscular cock - The Golden Girls. Now, honey, I know it’s hard, but we’ve been here over an hour. And you’ve shown us the balcony, you’ve shown us the wind chimes, you’ve shown us the seven places you lost your virginity…

Yeah, I mean, I guess there's still plenty of fish in the sea. Still, all the ones my age are floating on the top. 😛

i had nothing to eat that day b/c i had just run out of food.... but i think i rubbed a whole bottle of Olive Oil on my body to relax me.... it didn't really work because all I could think about was that stuff you get at Italian restaurants like Carrabbas where they have the olive oil and the Italian herbs in the dish with the butter and the soft garlic breadsticks, omg.

thank u sync... what happened to "N"? he's no longer with u? lol j/k 90s kid joke.

That literally made me LOL - and i use lol a lot but this time, I really did LAUGH OUT LOUD... ❤️ u

thank u honey so mucch

well if it's fruit you want.... have i got a real slice right here for you.... and man, it's.......moist.

love u 🙂 lol this is why i come here... to get off and to get a good laugh.

Okay guys have at me. I'm still under 40.... lol, gotta say that, not that it matters but I'm holding onto the very last life jacket here... in the ocean of Aging and Eye Bags and Lonely Nights Howling at the Moon... Although honestly i am so much happier and beautiful today at 36 than I ever was when I was 16 or 20 or 24.... it's true, dudes, that we all age like fine Italian wine.... we are all beautiful-- some of us don't necessarily feel that way when we're young.... gay men in particular of course know this, we blossom much later than the others.... we hit our peaks not at 18 or 23 or 27, but sometimes at 42, or 45, 53, or 59 or 63. .. or thirty six... also i've been dying to say this ALOUD so the whole world can fucking hear it: There can be no shame at all in expressing oneself or one's sexuality... no shame. Sex work (especially for consenting male adults) should be completely destigmatized. It should be legal all across the world, because there is nothing wrong with it at all. Living in fear creates a culture of fear and gay men know all too well what that felt like pre-Stonewall and even today for many of us.... so fuck the system, fuck the establihsment, fuck these moralizers who are nothijng but perverts and hypocrites and charlatans because they preach their vision of purity to everyone else, then go have a drug-fueled orgy on Fire Island after they win the Republican Party nomination for whatever office they're running for.... i hate fakes, phonies, and gay men that put other gay men down. Gay men have had many enemies through the ages but perhaps none quite so vicious as other gay men themselves. Internalized homophobia could very well be this community's biggest threat. It's over. Gay men must be an example for the gay boys, the future of our very people - and yes, people - gay men are distinctly different from any other group on this Earth.... it's time for gays to support other gays and be there for one another. This ain't 1970 anymore. The Boys in the Band was a play set at a certain time, and for those boys it was valid and that represented the reality. It doesn't have to be like that, guys. It can be different. Look at what the gays have achieved in a very short amount of time - from June 28-29, 1969 to today - it's been an incredible transformation up and down and all around, spread throughout the entire American society.... there's not a single place that has not been changed - from the town hall, to the churches, to the school boards - the Congress of the United States, every state legislature except a few, many town councils - high schools, middle schools, elementary schools (and yes there are gay boys in Kindergarten, Pat Robertson. There are gay boys everywhere we look. I saw the cutest one the other day... and no, Bill O'Reilly, he is not a deviant. No, George W. Bush (who is being puppeteered by one of the most despicable slugs in political history, Karl Rove), he is not a threat to moral values in America. No, Anita Bryant, you fucking ugly ass bitch - he is not trying to "recruit".... you mean old witch lady. And yes, Anita was a witch. She was literally the Wicked Witch of Florida Orange Juice. 2nd runner up - we have to say that very loud because it makes her very angry - SECOND RUNNER UP to the crown of Miss America 1959 (was it?), and Mary Ann Mobley beat Anita and good because then she got to sleep with Gary Collins every night. I mean, every night. (I know Gary hosted Miss America for a while and actually was the host when Vanessa Williams won, but that line comes from Sophia on TGG...or do I even really need to stay what those letters stand for?) You can already see in the interview competition (which was quite funny for 1959 because it is better than any interview competition we have in 2021 - and actually more culturally relevant to the time in which the contestants lived in) that Anita was destined to be the human incarnation of Cruella de Vil (without the delightful camp quality, inspired by Tallullah). This commercial, after her SECOND RUNNER UP loss at Miss America, is also a hoot and a half: That purity pusher was trying to guzzle down all that cum, don't kid yourselves. But those guys were just pretending to like her for the commercial and a chance to become the next Rock Hudson. Obviously, clearly, all of these nice young California boys were "avowed homosexuals" and this explains the roots of Anita's reign of terror in the late 70s. alright, enuf. im manic as hell. im up at 4:36. and i need to get laid... don't we all. don't all of us need just a really good fuck every now and then. dang. bang. boom. hell at this point i'd even let Grandpa Joe fuck me... maybe I can get an extra $20 in food stamps this month. #welfarequeen

thank u angel.... its 2 days away and im starting to feel all of 36 right now.

omg how could I forget her like 1 day stint as Helena Cassidine during the "Biggest Wedding in TV History", Luke and Laura's... (even though dude raped her... yeah that wouldn't fly today AT ALL and shouldn't because it was disgusting even back then).... also let's not forget her guest starring role on the 90s classic sitcom The Nanny.

I not only know who she was, I can name every single Oscar nominated performance. She won two. The first, in 1960, after suffering from a very serious life emergency, for playing "the slut of all times" Gloria Wandrous (great name, don't you think?) in the fabulously trashy Butterfield 8. Six years later, she won for a very different performance in Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? Her first nomination was for Raintree County (1957), then Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (1958), and Suddenly, Last Summer. Raintree is obscure. She looked probably the most beautiful she ever looked in her life as Maggie the Cat... and then there was the Tennessee Williams (now very, very dated) drama about "an avowed homosexual" (remember that phrase?) who is literally eaten (cannibal-style) by the teenage boys he tried to fuck. Crazy shit for 1959.

All of Joan Rivers' jokes except the Anne Frank ones which I hated. I disagree with Joanie on that - there are some things you don't joke about, and Anne Frank is one of them. Joan had this rationale that just because she was a legendary Jewish performer and very outspoken about being proud of being Jewish that it gave her free rein to make jokes about the Holocaust. I thought that was the thing about her I really disliked... and I loved that woman, but that shit just wasn't (a) funny, and (b) cool.

Okay. But it made me feel better, so I guess it was worth posting. I'd like to think that my sexual existence on this Earth is not over just because I turn 30, or 40, or 50. Yeah, I'm not young anymore, but youth doesn't necessarily correlate with beauty or sex appeal or confidence. You still didn't answer the question though - or do you disagree with the entire premise of a "sexual peak" in the first place?

God I hope so. After a crippling porn addiction in college, and years and years of nights howling at the moon dreaming of being fucked by alpha muscle guys I can't have - I pray that 35 was the peak. I pray that 36 is the beginning of that edge beginning to be sawed down because my God was I heat for so long.

For straight bros, it's got to be 18-23. But gay men aren't always out when they're young, depending on where they live. It's still 1969 in parts of the world, so it's not universally shared that all gay men can be sexual when they are young. I would argue that it's probably the age he feels the most confidently beautiful - and that for some gay men can be 70, like in Christopher Plummer's Oscar-winning performance in Beginners, where he played the newly out gay spring chicken who was also in diapers and on Medicare. Gay men's trajectory of life is very different than straight man's is. There is a whole other flow that happens and that's because straight men own the world and gay men are living in the straight man's world so they are an oppressed and marginalized class before they are even born. Gay guys are also challenging the meaning and nature of sexuality in America and since Stonewall have been becoming more assertive, more confident, more strong than ever before - and demanding they get exactly what they want. Straight men I feel reach their peak when they're young - too young, really - which may explain why once they hit 35 or 45 or 55, they become disgruntled old men with receding hairlines, bald spots, pot bellies, and sexual problems. The cock that could last forever twenty years ago is no longer ticking and so they react by being angry at the world. Figures since this is their world and all they see around them is every other group of people getting ahead and making strides whereas they only decline as they age... losing their sexual power, but obtaining wealth and status. Gay men, on the other hand, go through painful pubescent periods and in small town rural America, gay boys are still bullied, tormented, and harassed. Gay boys are raped, exploited, and used and then thrown away. There's a lot of heartache early on, whereas for the straight bros it's pretty much a fucking party. It gets flipped in the 30s and 40s, as those alphas from high school who became frat boys in college (once hot, young, and full of cum) are now reduced to window dressing for their wives (who, if you look at Facebook and Instagram, aren't that pretty or young themselves). The wives are hitting their sexual peak, but their husbands are unable to fulfill them. Karma's a bitch, what can I say? Gay men however only BLOSSOM with age. They're like fine Italian wine - the older they are, the more confident and at home with themselves they are. The less weight they carry onto their shoulders when they walk. They're able to break free of the world they lived in, find a more accepting place, date for the first time in their life as who they truly are, live out their sexual fantasies (even into their 60s and 70s), and they are much more freer, liberated men than the straight bros they knew in high school are. Just my two cents.

Oh yeah, before we fuck it's totally about him. After we fuck, well who the fuck cares? He'll probably be too exhausted to think. And that's just the way I want him, because if he's not sweaty and ready to collapse next to me after spending the past three hours banging my tight hole non-stop then he wasn't doing the job hehe

Boston. Meet me Tuesday night at Club Cafe and then we'll do what we have to do to get what we want and what we crave and that is a hot fucking stud who is just as horny as we are, whose girlfriend has just broken up with him, and he really needs to bust a nut, and luckily for him, we're right there to help him out with that.

Hi friends... this site has become one of the top 5 that I've visited fairly often since the Lockdown. The people here are really nice, I wish there was like a weekend luncheon for all of us where we could just go to a fabulous ocean-view restaurant and spill the Tetley tea... and then go out into the sexy night air and hunt down hunks for nights of unbridled ecstasy. 😈 😛 ummm.... where was I? oh yea... I am going to be "celebrating" (I don't know if that's the word) my 36th birthday in five days. Now I've had some pretty shitty birthdays - a few of them were spent in ERs actually. Then there was that one where I cried in a bucket of ice cream watching the worst Lifetime movie acting I've ever seen... think that was probably when I turned 30. Sounds about right since a 22 year old gay man told me that was Instant Death. I stopped crying after speaking to my 56 year old gay friend, much wiser, who told me "Please. I'm in my fifties and these are the best years of my life. Do you realize how many hot guys I have sex with now? When I was in my early 20s, I was dating women!" 😄 Anyway, like most millennials I have no money. This is not me hitting up the rich eldergays on here for $300 or anything like that. However, I have been saving up a tiny bit and so I'm probably going to do this maybe around Christmastime lol. For this year, I'll ask Santa for a naughty hunk... not of coal, but a man to warm me up on an ice cold night... with his tongue, his sweaty biceps, and the warmth from his cum inside of me when he fucks the shit out of me on a bearskin rug in front of a raging fireplace....and.... where was I? How long are we going to circle the airport here, Merboy? Yes. A point. I'm making a point.... I've just got to figure out what it was... oh yea.... So I'm looking for a certain type of man to - um - get the job done, and here is the job description: At least 6 feet. I'm 5'11 and I'd like him to be a tiny bit taller. Very, very muscular, like fitness model/bodybuilder physique. Gorgeous juicy pecs, especially... and just the body is INSANE, and yes, I have no shame so that's 99% of why I'd choose him in the first place. I have lots of wonderful friends that I'm going to spend my actual birthday with, but this dude on this one night needs to be a fucking tank. Handsome. More so that he's ripped than really breathtakingly beautiful but the two usually go hand in hand, so I guess he'd be handsome too. He's got to know who at least three out of these seven people are: Harvey Milk, Tallulah Bankhead, Barbara Stanwyck, Tammy Faye Bakker, Paul Lynde, Anita Bryant, Tyne Daly. Three out of those seven... otherwise it's no go. He's got to at least pretend to be interested in my episode-by-episode analysis of The Golden Girls. lol, so let's find Mr. Right For That Night... like Katy Perry sang in her magnum opus, "I Kissed a Boy"... I kissed a boy and I liked it Taste of his cherry chapstick I kissed a boy just to try it I hope my girlfriend don't mind it It felt so wrong It felt so right Don't mean I'm in love tonight I kissed a boy and I liked it I liked it.