KrisParr

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.

One of the hottest posted in a long time ... woof!

indeed; he’s near the top of my “to do” list

Speaking of word usage, I’ve never heard a guy say “fabulous“ without sounding gay.

Uh, money is no object ... just say when and where. Yum.

Pedicures and facials, like the kind you get at a salon, not in the bedroom, but those are nice, too.

More blessed to GIVE than to receive, so that’s me. Love to lick ‘em from head to toe and everything in between.

1) how many hands ? Right on the cock, left on the balls; 2) Lubed or dry? Sometimes dry, sometimes hand lotion; 3) clothed or nude ? Nude from waist down; 4) standing, lying down, kneeling ? Often in my reclining leather office chair; 5) butt play or no butt play ? Nope- only have two hands; 6) toys ? Don’t even own one; 7) audience, group or solo ? Does watching Chaturbate count? 8) porn playing or silence? Always porn 9) *new question* how often? More than I care to acknowledge, but a hella lot

Ah, it was on the American Gigolo album with Richard Gere on the cover.

Yes, https://postimage.org works great

“Call me,” Blondie

I thought most people fucked to Ravel’s “Bolero”, right?

Well said. One of my brothers wanted to be a doctor as far back as he can remember, and the other brother was hell-bent on becoming a lawyer in the same fashion. They both succeeded. I bounced around and around from one career type to another (although happy and successful) but if I had it to do over again, jeez, there are a dozen other things I’d like to try. I remember a career counselor telling me one time that my main problem was having “too many” interests. Duh.

Nashville - Ben Hill —- as my dentist cousin would say, “textbook teeth” - handsome dude.

I studied dance for about 15 years and competed in several ballroom competitions (and won two of them). Alas, my lovely partner left to pursue other interests and I got bogged down with a career and it all faded away. I really miss it now and then. Great fun, great exercise and met some amazing people through it.

The schwanz on the client is amazing. Good, clean fun all around. Oh yeah, I’d pay big bucks for this.

A couple of grandparents who thought my brothers and I were their stars and moon - spoiled us rotten and would bend the rules when our parents weren’t looking. We turned out fine.

initiated a “cold call” on a potential client. Two hours later, received a request for proposal which could be quite lucrative and fund my next vacation. Or pay for some hot stud. Or two.

Stolen from GQ news letter .... oh yeah ...

Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer, Sexus, Nexus and others turned my crank in college. Took a lit class where these were discussed in detail. First time I heard “normal” people say “fuck” and “cunt” without anyone giggling. So when my English teacher grandmother asked what I was reading, I was prepared with the usual Dickens, Longfellow, etc. “Hey Gran, let me read you a passage where this dude rams a candle up a girl’s twat ... it’s so well-written!”

Posted previously but worth repeating: Do you ever get up in the morning, look in the mirror and think “That can’t be accurate.”

Playing the Thanksgiving post-feast touch football game with my dad, two older brothers, and a slew of nephews. Thought I was gonna die. Aches, pains, limping, moaning, groaning, ass-dragging, you get the picture. My oldest brother gently whispered “either you’re more of a pussy than I realized or you’re just fucking old”. That was the impetus to lose a few more pounds and hit the gym a wee bit harder. Just wait‘ll next year, dammit.

Top row, center; front row, far right. Betcha’ ...

Holy shit - here’s another one - 20 minutes of that incredible body and dick ... the money shot at the end, when he jizzes on his buddy’s ass is spectacular, and then lapping it up is, well, ya’ gotta watch it. Probably won’t be posted very long, so enjoy while you can. https://gayforfans.com/video/giving-a-friend-a-massage-then-jerking-off-and-cumming-over-his-ass-reno-gold-gymnastkid589/