KrisParr

This story was on NPR this afternoon - sorry, I’m traveling and just barely was able to get the title. Perhaps some kind member can post the link. Interesting story about gays (both men and women) and the frequency of having older brothers. The more older brothers you have, the higher the chance of the youngest male/female being gay. I have two older brothers, both straight. My gay cousin has 3 older brothers. And several friends all fall in this category.

Now if it were made out of black leather …

Pears taste like soap. Ivory, Lifebouy, etc. ugh.

I wonder if the roll of bathroom tissue would fit on his rod?

Nipples? Oh, my goodness 😜

eBay has one for $113.95; whatever became of Aaron?

Same story here - probably 20 years ago. Cute, young guy got with the wrong crowd and did about a year in the pokey. I didn’t support with a lot of money, but enough. Got acquainted with his mother, which was strange at first - “so, how do you know my son?” I lied, of course. Anyhow, he eventually got out and moved about a hundred miles away and back in school. We hooked up for a while, (gawd, he was so gorgeous) but we wrapped it up. Never heard from him again. He told the other inmates that I was his “favorite” uncle. LOL

I’d like to practice my arpeggio on him.

I have 3 pair in my wardrobe that are at least 5+ years old - fit like a second skin, nicely faded and still enhance the package. Dry clean only. Love ‘em.

Struggling to pay my quarterly estimated taxes today (ugh) I was looking through my bank accounts and expenditures. Just for grins, I have a pretty good idea of how much I have $pent on our mutual hobby over the last couple of years. Since I’ve been a “customer” for a good 20+ years, I’m guessing the amount spent on travel, hotels, gifts, fees, and miscellaneous for all that time would be enough to own a villa in the south of France. The amount of 20 years’ worth of food, automobiles, clothes, rent, etc. is likewise overwhelming. So, how much do you think you’ve spent over the years on hiring, wining annd dining, and fooling anround? Our hobby ain’t cheap, fellas. My guess? $150K or more. This would include several week long vacations to Hawaii, Thailand, etc.

Watching wild card playoff games this weekend revved up my on-off again “thing” with hunky football players, the tight pants covering those magnificent asses … and more.

I think they come and go. I used to enjoy certain aspects of athletic gear years ago; now, not so much. And feet were never on my list until I was more or less urged to participate in a little footsie with a hot escort and now it’s become quite a desire. My interest in leather gear has never waned, but reading through the Fetish forum has certainly aroused my curiosity in some new things. Just like my taste in men has changed over the years. Twinks were never on my radar and now I can’t get enough of them. Guess I’m adjusting to my “daddy” role with the unwanted arrival of way too much gray hair, especially in the nether region.

I hired him when he was barely legal. He played football in high school and was lean and trim. Sweet guy who has packed on some heft. Just more to enjoy. Midwest boys are some of the finest - as I recall he’s from central Illinois - not all that far from where Andrew (sigh) Justice started out.

My favorite escort of all time would stand behind the door and open it slowly - a hand would appear holding my preferred cocktail, and when the door would close, he’d be standing there, wearing only a smile, and greet me with a passionate kiss that made me weak in the knees and instantly hard at the same time. Sigh.

Jeremy Allen White’s new CK ads are hot AF, but this dude’s pouch is outstanding. And no doubt, delicious.

LiamV was amazing - my guess is that he found Mr. Wonderful with a large income to match Liam’s large member; Rhett was terrific as well, but alas, was heading down a difficult road the last I knew. Sweet guy.

Absolutely the best escort, ever.

Santa, pretty please? I’ll be extra good, I promise. Woof …

A little one-on-one? Sure, I’m “up” for it.

Uh, he’s in my dreams several nights here and there. I didn’t catch his name. 😎

Anyone care to share your hottest or most interesting leather gear experience? About 10 years ago, I hired a guy in a college town. We exchanged some small talk - he was a starving grad student. He asked what I had in mind and of course I told him of my leather interest. “I think I can handle that,” he said. So I show up at his place and he’s dressed in running shorts and a t-shirt. And he’s drop dead gorgeous and built. Again some small talk, and he offered me a drink as we headed to the bedroom. He said he needed a few minutes and he’d be right back. I made myself comfortable and was sitting at the end of the bed checking my phone of course, when the door opens. Wow. He was wearing a Langlitz Columbia padded biker jacket (look it up if necessary), tight 501 jeans, Wesco lace up 36” black boots, aviator shades, and a black leather baseball cap. I was speechless. And when he lit a cigar, I was in heaven. He came close and the bulge in his jeans was growing. We traded places on the bed and I slowly took off his boots, savoring the aroma. Next off came the Levi’s - he had on a jockstrap, old school style, and then the jacket. He pulled off the jacket and tossed it to me - “try it on” OMG - it must have weighed 10 pounds. I’ll leave the rest to your imagination- but it was an amazing romp. Afterwards, as I was leaving, he handed me the jacket and asked if I wanted to borrow it for a week or two. I accepted the offer and I lost count how many times I relieved my tension wearing it. We continued to have “dates” for almost a year and the jacket was always a part of the show. My avatar is a Vanson.

Many thanks, gentlemen, to those who post these delicious photos. As I mature in our mutual hobby, I’m finding myself more and more attracted to these “sons” of “neighbors”. While my travels have somewhat subsided in search of providers, if I could find some “sons” for rent, I’d definitely make the effort. Unless I’m looking in the wrong place/city, I rarely see a “son” type for hire. Are all these hot hunky dudes just models or are you aware of their availability?

My parents built a new home in a just-being-developed sub-division. I was home from college and I accompanied them on a nice walk after dinner one summer evening. At the end of a cul-de-sac was a partially constructed house, so we decided to take a tour. There was a car parked in the gravel drive and we thought perhaps a carpenter was still working. That is until we got closer to the vehicle and saw a man’s bare ass bouncing up and down between a pair of shapely legs pointing skyward. My dad, known to be a little raunchy, yelled, “sure would be a great place to screw” loudly enough that the couple froze in mid-thrust. My mom was laughing hysterically and convinced us to make a hasty exit.

Brand new massage table collapsed after about 5 minutes - I weighed about 160. It didn’t crash, but did a slow swan dive all the way down to floor level. The embarrassment of the masseur was off the chart and we were both laughing hysterically. What to do? He finished the massage on his knees (more or less) and we couldn’t stop laughing. Full payment, which he tried to decline along with a nice tip. I continued to see him for a long time thereafter. It was a manufacturing flaw.

That’s why they invented Ativan. Lasts about 4 hours which is plenty to get you through O’Hare.