Thursday, March 24, 2011

HOT!!



OK so I am experiencing a very ill handicapped hospitalized parent at the moment but I didn't want to leave my readers high & dry...If and when I ever decide to ‘bottom' I want this guy to teach me...Enjoy!

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

GloryHole Fun

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Jon King



In the spirit of my posting 30NOV2010 about Bob Blount, Here is another vintage porn beauty; Jon King. Born John Nelson Gaines, With his floppy dark hair and stash, Jon King was one of the biggest stars and bottoms of 1980s gay porn and cropped up in many William Higgins movies. He was discovered by Catalina at a car wash in LA. His legions of fans were overjoyed at his return in “These Bases are Loaded 2", still looking as cute as ever. Born in 1963 in Florida, he was jailed during his career for stealing and wrecking a car. He attended culinary school in Atlanta and then worked as a chef after retiring from porn. He died in 1995 from AIDS complications in New Mexico. Almost too ‘Twinkie' for my taste, that dark hair and those dark eyes...FLAWLESS...What a shame he's gone.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Lexington Revisited Pt.II

Ah, Lexington....Home to, and final resting place of, one of the country's most famous madams, Belle Breezing, and of late the displaced Chuck Knipp A.K.A. Shirley Q. Liquor, and more old trolls than the law allows. Ms. Liquor used to be on my Facebook account but deemed me “Too Snarky" and deleted me. Hell, I had to look up “Snarky" to see what it meant. It fits me...oh well...Now where did I leave off? “The Marlboro Man". I turned around and there he stood at the end of the hall as the long-haired beauty was leaving. the flock of Oldie-Locks were still circling him like vultures, and finally he started for the door. As he got in front of me he says “Damn, they should close this place down..." to which I replied, without thinking “Or turn it into a rest home...". He looked back and chuckled “Yeah, you're right" and out the door he went. Dammit.

So I hang around for a bit...Hoping someone new would happen to come in. And they did....another old troll sitting in the theater. As if this wasnt bad enough, one of the Oldie-Locks is blowing him. I start back for the peeps and glance up at the clock again; 11:10PM...I got about 20 minutes to have a little bit more fun. I stroll through the peeps and finally spot the only other guy that was remotely worth considering. He has planted himself in the double booth, door open, gay porn playing, pants down, jacking. I go in and feel him up. “Not to shabby" I think...I lean down and suck on his average cock a bit; while I'm sucking him i begin to massage his hole. With a small moan he asks
“What all do you like to do?"

“Fuck ass & suck cock..."

“Yeah? and I love to get fucked..."

“Well if you want me to do, it we best get busy, 'cause we have about 15 minutes left..."

“Why's that?"

“Because this place closes at 11:30..."
He drops trou and bends over, bracing himself on the leather-padded bench...then spreading his cheeks for easy, quick access. “Go easy, man..." he requested... I did not. we were running out of time and i slid into him fairly hard. He didn't flinch or moan. he placed his hands on the bench and I pounded him hard for about 10 minutes. I needed to cum, and time was running out. All I needed was for the lights to come up and the clerk walk through, screaming “CLOSING TIME", while I'm screwing this guy. Not a pretty sight...Finally I filled his hole with hot DNA, redressed myself, thanked him and left. It must have been at least somewhat decent, as I was kind of weak in the knees. I was sweating like a pig, and the cool night air felt good as I walked to the car.

I sat in the car, calming down a bit from the “quickie" I just had, looking at the building...the cars, watching the cars circle looking for a ‘date', waxing nostalgic about days gone by when Tim Fooks would bring me here looking for his own ‘date'. Me riding along, not out, not realizing who and what I am; terrified of being seen & recognized, yet strangely attracted to, almost drawn to what was taking place in front of me. Those were the days...And if I knew then what I know now...I start the car, and begin to pull out. Then I notice a person walking towards my moving car. the closer I got I realized it was “The Marlboro Man". I think I am in luck!!! He flags me down and we chat a bit...

Troy Polamalu


This, my friends...is a MAN! Troy Polamalu #43 for the Pittsburg Steelers. I have never followed footbal, but after seeing this, I think I need to start...I'm a top, but I'd give him some ‘tight end'...Anyone got any pix of him naked???

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Thursday's Morsel 03MAR2011

Bored, but not particularly horny, I drove down to the spillway Thursday afternoon. Nothing much out moving at 1-2:PM...for some unexplained reason, the place seems to pick up between 3-5:PM. I did notice a large white pickup backed in. I decided to investigate & see what's what...Not a bad-looking guy, a bit older and looking somewhat familiar. Salt & Pepper hair cut into a 1970's style, scraggly beard, also salt & pepper, Nice baby face. Cheap cowboy hat on the dashboard of the truck.Thinking That I recognize him from somewhere, I backed in near him and sat for a bit. the guy sat silently, occasionally looking down at his lap...I could tell from his movements he was jacking. Then he started his truck and left. I sat for a few minutes and then decided to drive the circle once and leave. As I am pulling out, the pest in the magnum pulls in. I am now convinced it's not worth my gas to stick around, but...what the hell. one circle and I'm gone. I drove over to Ramp 1; the water has risen to the point of covering most all of the black-topped parking lot; access to the gravel one was still available. I pull into the gravel parking lot and there is the white truck, parked backed in. I circle a couple of times, the last one he is out of the truck displaying this;


Pulling up and turning my COOLPIX on, I get out of the car and chat a bit. Still unable to shake the feeling I know this guy, I ask the cheesy, age-old question as I am taking pix:
“You local?"

“I'm from over at blank County...I haven't been over here in a long time. I'm looking to get fucked by a big ol' dick...Are you looking to suck some dick?"
I immediately knew this guy. While stroking his sizable cock, I recalled many years ago I had a small run-in with him. he was cruising and of course, I was cruising back. He had threatened me “claiming" to be a U.S.Marshal. I feared this was either going to be my first gay-bashing or a trip to jail if he was telling the truth. Either way I walked away from that mess quickly. I confronted him with this memory while I sucked on his dick for a bit. He denied it. He can deny it all he wants, I remember it all clearly...So I'm thinking, “OK I'll grudge-fuck this nut-job and be done..." About this time the queen of park pests and her Magnum pull in and park about half a football field from us. For once, I'm about half glad to see the asshole because I now have an ‘Out'. I begin to finger the psycho's hole as I suck on his dick. He's moaning and seemingly enjoying my attentions. Soon I slip in a second finger, causing louder moans. I ease my fingers out of his hole, and am immediately hit with an odor. I glance down at my fingers and they are not clean. This is an enormous turn-off to me. Citing that the park pest was “Making me nervous" I excused myself. I asked if he was going to be around for a while; “Yeah..." was his reply, and that said, I left. Let Ms. Magnum take the gay-bashing, I need to wash my hands...

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Lexington Revisited Pt. I

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Thursday, March 3, 2011

WTF?!?!?

Departing from my usual sexual activities for a moment...This came across my wall on Facebook yesterday, and immediately pissed me off. What in the hell was this petty ass son-of-a-bitch thinking? At 5'11" and 266 Lbs. one would think that any compliment would be appreciated...I guess not. The poor guy that received this electronic rudeness went on to post;

“I'm not offended; i just think it's funny…I think it would be even funnier to rally two hundred guys to just all woof him at once".

Well I AM offended. In a polite society, one does not react to a compliment like this. It has become far too easy to forget that there is a living breathing human on the other end of the phone or computer, & if you aren't interested just say ‘Thanks but no thanks...' How fuckin' hard is that? Square-Bear, I applaud you for calling out this ignorance on Facebook, & I am sorry that it happened...Takes all kinds I guess...Oh...and it says he's SINGLE...I can't imagine why...




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Serious pounding


Wow! that hole takes a beating...and from the looks of it, loves every minute...