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You’re quite welcome. He’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but I find him “brisk and refreshing”.

Latest entry. There’s not once square inch of his body that’s not perfection. The way all his muscles tense up right before he cums is extraordinary. Shame to let that delicious fluid go to waste. I may need therapy. https://gayforfans.com/video/jerking-my-young-cock-and-shooting-my-load-reno-gold/

Hmmm ... a lot of delicious testosterone there. Wonderful photo!

Exactly.

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Good photos; don’t have to be professional, but at least clear and well-lighted; variety from fully clothed to as naked as you care to be; Ad text should be free of typos, crude language; Show me some personality, that you’re alive, make me want to hire you; And don’t lie.

I can twist a maraschino cherry stem into a simple knot with only my tongue. Won a lot of free beer with that one - it’s not that hard to do.

Tongue dexterity. And much, much more. ?

Reading this thread has turned my gay membership card into pure platinum. Had no idea I was that gay.

Sorry if these are dupes ... sigh

Sorry if these are dupes ... sigh

Detasseling corn in the blistering Indiana summer heat. The money was tremendous; the pain, cuts, dirt, etc. however were almost unbearable. In case you’re not a country boy, read on ... Detasseling corn is removing the immature pollen-producing bodies, the tassel, from the tops of corn (maize) plants and placing them on the ground. It is a form of pollination control, employed to cross-breed, or hybridize, two varieties of corn.

All good advice so far. I applaud the rent-a-car idea. Always wanted a Benz convertible, so I rented one for a week. Then I tried out a BMW ‘vert ... they were fun as hell. The Benz won - I have one more year to go on a leased 450 - best. car. ever.

One of my favorite go-to masseurs always started out with just running shorts on. I’d be face down, and he’d work on my back, legs, feet on one side and then start working the other side eventually ending up at my head. I never knew when, I just knew that as I felt his presence just above my head, if I would open my eyes and raise up a bit, there’d be a lovely cock, just waiting to be tasted. Sometimes he he would take his sweet time, others, he was a little faster. The anticipation was thrilling even though it was routine. Damn, I miss him.