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Chest hair is only a problem when it gets caught in my teeth.

And didn’t she have quite a lengthy affair with Burt Reynolds? Seems like I read where he discussed their sex life in great detail.

As a former Probation Officer, my first gig in that field was to write PSI’s - and it takes a considerable amount of time to gather all the facts, get approvals, along with a shit-ton of delays - it can routinely delay sentencing by a couple of months or more - then add a pandemic, ungodly dockets, turn-over among prosecutors and public defenders, etc. yeah, it’s a mess.

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Well, some of us started out as “bi” but it didn’t take too long to eventually move into the other lane. There were several bi-guys in my house.

Flattery will get you most anything. 😎

You must write a book and share it with us. Illustrated, of course.

The hazing was mostly of the “servitude” variety - polishing shoes, ironing shirts, carrying books. For some reason, I was targeted with frozen orange juice cans slipped into my bed in the middle of the night and using a salt shaker that really had sugar in it- silly stuff. But one time, I pissed off the wrong brother, and spent an hour on the lawn of the house, in full camouflage armed with an unloaded BB gun, on the ground, with my head under a folding chair, “shooting” at students as they passed by. And a yard sign encouraging the observers to toss coins in a bucket for charity. I still have photos.

Yes, great experience- still in touch with several brothers; I was not out yet and it was a struggle, especially my senior year. I had a huge crush on my roommate but managed to suppress it. We were really focused on academics and not as much craziness as others. At our 20th reunion, I took my then-BF along and admittedly there were a few eyebrows raised - and one of our major-jock dudes showed up with his husband, so it didn’t really matter all that much. Do it again? Probably not - very expensive.

Wow - had forgotten EL - my older brothers bathed in it - had a big wooden knob on top

How in the world did you miss L’eau D’Issey? What a trip down memory lane!

I hate to be crude, but I’ve often run into the masseur needing a shower. Rubbing and tugging can work up a sweat and it doesn’t take too long to ripen. So perhaps a hygiene rating? Daisy fresh to aged garlic?

I bought a king SN about 10 years ago. And yes, I’ve shared it on numerous occasions with someone. I mostly kept it this long because I paid a gazillion dollars for it. It’s just “okay” — yes the adjustment is nice, but I can’t tell a 95 from a 35. Customer reviews are as diverse as one can imagine- for every fully satisfied customer there’s one ready to junk it. Buy again? Nope.

I live between Marietta and Roswell. I would agree that perhaps a little closer to midtown may be nicer and gayer. Check this out https://discoveratlanta.com/explore/lgbt/neighborhoods/

Unless it’s really kinky stuff, eBay still works.

I found his photographer https://www.instagram.com/drakarium.photography/?hl=en

Oh hell, yes!

Just about anyone named Ryan.

Back in the late 90s, in a large Midwestern city, there was a monthly ad in a local gay-newspaper with a phone number in the “escorts” section. When called, the “operator” would simply answer with “good evening, how may I help you.” After some very carefully worded back-and-forth Q&A, the operator would list a menu of available men with first names only. The caller would select one and set up an appointment. Then the caller would have to hang up and wait for a call back. I assume they were doing some sort of checking. Anyhow, once the call came back through, the client would get a time and address, and you can figure out the rest. Let’s just say I eventually qualified for a frequent-shopper-discount. Those were the days, my friends - never disappointed. They were all college age, obviously in need of financial support.

That is one impressive hunk. Now if we can just get the personality and attitude to match.

I am doing very well, thank you. It was necessary to end the thread because HD and I parted ways. I’ve not seen or heard from him which is fine. Life goes on.

Early in his “career” he was more appealing and is impressively endowed. But this? Wow, sad.

https://gayforfans.com/video/fooling-around-with-an-older-guy-reno-gold-bremenfitness/ That’s my kind of “older guy” for sure. Damn ….

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Reality check. I called Ted, a good friend, yesterday, who lives about 2 hours away, and we met for dinner last night. He and I taught together years ago in another state and he went on to be a tenured professor in Georgia which was cool when I moved. Anyhow, we’ve stayed in fairly close contact and I value his pragmatic approach to life. He’s also aware of my predilections and he has some as well, of a much different nature. Anyhow, I decided to let him read my posts, which was highly entertaining. Words like, “holy fuck”, “bullshit”, “no fucking way”, “damn”, and about a dozen “OMG” came out at various points. And it went something like this - pretty close, but of course with some editorial liberty: T-You need to get the hell away from this guy. K-Why? T-He’s fucking with you and you’re thinking with your goddamn dick K-Possibly. Want to see his picture? (And I bring up HD’s auto dealer website) He’s beyond hot. T-When’s the last time you saw your shrink? K-Screw you. T-Seriously, this is so wrong. He’s a nut case. Why would you want to get involved with someone who’s a pimp, which I don’t believe. And all the mystery of not telling you where he lives, and carrying two phones. And offering to sell you sex and turn around and …. Coke, meth, Molly? K-I get it. Stop. T-No, you need to stop. He’s been stalking you. Think about it. How many other guys at the gym does he talk to or hang out with? K-Dunno. T-Exactly. You ever heard of mid-life crisis? K-No, grandpa, tell me about it. T-You are such a … K-Sorry - go on. T-You need to break it off. But not too fast. I really think there’s something wrong with him, and you don’t want to be a victim, and again, this could hurt you. K-How? T-Did you ever talk about STI’s? HIV? Is he on drugs? Did you use condoms? K-Seriously? I don’t even know where to go with that. I’ve hooked up for years and you know it. T-And I assume you’ve always been safe or at least knew what you were sticking it into. — long pause— You’re in love with this guy, aren’t you? K-Possibly. T-He’s not. Because people who are in love don’t treat each other like this. They are honest and open and there aren’t any secrets and they don’t ask for money to fuck and offer discounts and… and … K-Shit. T-Take some time off. Cut back your gym time - go to a different gym. If he texts, water down your replies, or ignore half of them. If he asks you out, you’re busy. I guarantee it won’t be long and he’ll find someone else. You’re just one of many. K-How do I break the news to my cock? T-You know, I wouldn’t normally say this, but you might think about getting a massage, or even, you know … get laid .. watch porn (laughing) K-I know, I know. Letting someone else “get a grip” on things T-And you need to let me know what’s going on - this really is not a good thing; I think COVID really fucked you up and he took advantage of you. Who kissed who first? Who grabbed who’s ass? Who sucked who’s cock first? Shall I go on? Man, he initiated everything! Every fucking time! Get it? K-Okay. I got a lot to process. T-No you don’t. It’s damn straight - cut it out. Now. There wasn’t too much more. We changed the subject a lot, and then kind of rehashed everything. Ted is an amazing guy. He’s been very successful, has a nice family and is one of the most level headed people I know, which is why I called him. His first wife died about 5 years ago, and we were really close during all that. He has a new partner, and I don’t know her very well, but Ted has always been there for me. Anyhow, it was good to catch up, and I rehearsed our chat all the way back home. Thinking.