KrisParr

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

Ahem … speaking of lips … now those are some lips!

In the past year or two, I have sent 4 graduation cards with gift card$ enclosed, and 3 wedding congrat$ to nieces, nephews and close family friends. And the number of acknowledgments? ZZzzzzzero. My parents drilled “thank you” notes/calls into me more firmly than anything I can recall. Sigh.

These recent leather photos are killing me - in a good way, of course. Whew!

I admire your enthusiasm, however there are dozens of reasons not to go forward. Shall I begin the list? Travel expense, clothing expense, risk of disease, risk of losing your day job, possible violence, anxiety, depression and other mental health issues, drugs, and unless you have an endless supply of ED meds, little old “one-eye” has a mind of his own and may not want to perform on-demand.

Oh hell, yeah. In a heartbeat.

Suck on my gorgeous nipples? Why certainly, sir. Go right ahead. Consider them an appetizer.

If he owns a leather biker jacket, rides a cycle, played football, and loves to have his pits chewed on, I’m gonna’ die right here on the spot.

My favorite thread, bar none. Danny-Darko, you’re amazing!

Leather and lunch, hell yeah

The kissing was about the hottest scene ever - wow - great flick. Thanks for posting. A new spank bank entry.

There are advantages of living in a secured community. Many of us pitched in and bought a ton of candy for the security guard to give out at the gate. Win-win.

I’ve lost count how many times I went to the mall and stopped by Aber just to ogle and lust in my heart. The best one was in Bloomington, Indiana where they hired so many hunky college dudes. Sigh. Memories. I’m surprised this story didn’t come out a long time ago.

Indeed - the toe-sucking scene (yes, you read that correctly) is blistering.

I wanna believe this is real, but something about the face just looks like it was pasted on.

Check this out https://youtu.be/-mDutwhwZDM?si=Cen90By19ERvGUwq

I came out to my parents and older brothers as gay when I was 19 after a semester of college. Their reaction was something, like, “oh, Kris, we’ve known for years. So where do you want to go for dinner?” It was (and continues to be) a non-issue. Not much later, my uppity aunt asked my mom if I was gay. Her reply was, “oh, that? Yes, he is , but I’m concerned that he’s thinking of leaving Catholicism and becoming a Lutheran”

Wake up to hideous alarm at 7:20, put on work-out clothes selected the night before and slug down about 16 oz of cool water. Drive 2 miles to the gym, spend an hour on various machines, slow jog, etc., back home, hit the shower. Cereal or breakfast bar, nothing too elaborate. If working from home, throw on comfy clothes and be “at work” at my desk in my den by 10, otherwise appropriately dressed, meeting clients, out and about. Daytime activities vary, sometimes home late, other nights out to dinner with friends. Try to be in bed by 11; pull up the spank-bank folder and knock one off - great for sleeping. Can’t remember ever missing one unless I’ve already had an “appointment” which occurs once every 2-3 weeks. Usually a massage, sometimes more.

https://youtu.be/iTXZUdyP7xc?si=wEPJ7eAF-girDfYn I recently came across a marvelous Judy Garland video clip — her rendition of “From This Moment On” - and for whatever reason, I never noticed the lyrics. Ugh. You and ME, Cole, you and ME! From this moment on You and I babe We'll be ridin' high babe Every care is gone From this moment on.

Grammarly. Don’t write home without it. Well worth purchasing the premium version.

Don’t, just don’t. Lots of reasons. I’d suggest $pending the money on a hotel (as noted) and if it goes well, the chemistry is right, etc., then maybe the next visit. But never the first. I’ve been hiring masseurs for 25+ years and could write a book.

This is why we keep a nice box of tissues on the nightstand or nearby. Use it, or lose it.

I can’t remember if it was my second or third “hire” and I was very nervous . And this was decades ago. The provider sensed it right away and guided me to an ottoman and proceeded to give me an amazing shoulder and neck massage, all the while making some great small talk with open-ended questions. The soothing rub was just the thing - and before I knew what was happening, my shirt came unbuttoned, then off on the floor. By now, I was relaxed and old one-eye was wide awake. The rest is a blur in my memory, but no doubt was quite satisfying.

OMG … omg … amazing!

A cup or a strap will hinder movement.