Forest fun

His cock was of a good average size, of large girth, and his balls were hairy and hanging nicely. He must have been in his mid forties, he had a large stature, big bulk of a man, short hair, a bit of a beard and short darkish hair.

His work trousers were down to his feet covering his work boots, he did not expect me to walk on him in this isolated part of the forest. I had observed him playing with his cock for a while, over porn photos of men amid the floor around him, he was carefully cruising each picture with avid interest, accelerating the rhythm when he would see something of interest. 

Unintentionally, I moved and made a noise, he turned and saw me. He was caught and for a moment I could see the fear showing on his face. I smiled, and waved at him, showing that I was ok with what I was doing, then my stare lingered on his cock and balls, and I could see that he was relaxing and seeing that I was interested in him. I could see a thin layer of hair covering his ass cheeks, his back was also hairy at the base, the top was still covered by his shirt.

I walked towards him, and gently took hold of his cock. It had softened a bit. I kneeled down and started licking the head of his cock. It felt big, and it tasted good. My hands were holding the back of his muscular big hairy legs. Clearly my tong had an effect on him, and I could feel him relaxing some, before he guided his cock towards my mouth.

I refused to give him that instant gratification, choosing instead to concentrate on his big hanging balls, taking each one in turn, sucking gently, holding it in my mouth, caressing them with my tong. I then licked the back of his nut sack, it tasted a bit salty, in a nice way. His grunting and heavy breathing confirmed that he was enjoying this. I was holding the shaft of his cock, slowly and gently rubbing it, sensing the precum pouring out onto my hand and fingers. 

I then took his cock inside my mouth, without hurrying, without stopping, all the way to the base. This had the right effect on him. He held his breath, I could feel that his cock was started to jerk slightly... it did not take long until jets of spunk squirted out of his thick head, each time spurting towards the back of my throat. His hands were holding the back of my head and I was unable to let go, feeling almost nauseous because of the fat cock's onslaught. 

After he finished, he remained there, motionless, his cock still inside my mouth, without a sound, catching his breath. Without warning, he took hold of his pants, pulled them up, zipped and belted up, then left the scene without a word.

A Night Of Passion

He asked me to give him a blowjob. I knelt in front of him, unbuttoned his shorts and pulled his cock out from behind the fabric. While I knelt in front of him, I slowly took his cock in my mouth, and started moving up and down feeling the fat erect meat seizing the back of my throat with each throb.

“You're some good cock sucker” he said as he held my head in his fat tattooed  hands on my head. He then removed his cock from my mouth and asked me to undress, he wanted me to go to the bedroom; while following me, he removed all his clothing. I could not help but notice that he must be at least 20 stones. His cock must have been six to seven inches, very thick and tasted good. He did not have much body hair, however, his balls and the base of his cock had thick layers of dark hair. I laid on my back on the bed while he laid beside me and started to kiss me, he had a big fat tong, and was very active with it. I could feel his cock pocking at the side of my hip, hard, regular, oozing precum.

We kissed for ages, and when we stopped, he slowly moved down and took my cock in his mouth, this felt amazing, he clearly knew what to do with that big mouth of his. I could feel the day's growth on his chin, rubbing against the tender skin of my cock and balls. I was getting incredibly close and he must have felt it, he stopped then took his mouth of my cock and started to lick on my balls sack. I moved myself around and started sucking on his cock again, the  flavour was awesome, the precum was adding to the sweetness of his cock. I sucked deeper and deeper, almost losing my breath, he was clearly enjoying it, as he stopped sucking on my balls and let his head back on the bed in abandon.

He stopped me with his strong hands on my shoulder, then asked me to lay flat on the bed on my back, he lifted my legs, and spread my knees apart. He slowly dug his tong in beneath my balls sack, slowly driving it towards my awaiting ass. He gently blew between my legs then slowly licked, forcing his strong tong in between the cheeks to then hungrily slurp on my ass. I was going demented with pleasure, his strong hands pushing away my resistance, he was on a mission, and nothing was going to stop him. He then climbed on top of me and by now, I could feel his cock along side mine rubbing up and down. With my legs now wrapped around his imposing frame, he was sliding his cock beside mine, then slowly directing it between my legs. He wanted me. He started to kiss me again, this time, more intensely, deeper, then without a sound he pulled up my legs, deposited the calves on his strong shoulders, spat on his hand, then rubbed the slimy substance on his cock. He then directed his cock towards my ass, while gently stroking my cock. He was gentle, tender, unhurried, he wanted it to be right. At no time did I feel intrusion or threat, it just felt natural and right. He pushed in and inserted his whole cock inside me. He laid there, motionless for a while, on top of me, he certainly was heavy and I had now difficulties breathing with all this weight on top of me.

After a while, he turned me over, and slid the head of his cock at the entrance of my ass, slowly teasing before pushing the whole thing in. I was getting used to the impressive girth and the perfect length. The big balls hanging underneath his cock, were slapping my cheeks with each movement, and it felt incredible. I loved every bit of his cock inside me and he made love to me for hours. Each time either him or me was getting close to coming, he would stop, and gently kiss me, stopping all movements and friction, waiting for the time that he could carry on making love to me.

The sun was rising when we finally came, he was inside me, I could not take it any longer, I was powerless to make it stop... a squirt of milky spunk raced towards my left nipple followed by smaller thicker squirts landing around my navel. I was shivering with the excitement, speechless and breathless. He reached down with his finger, and took some of the spunk, which he then placed deep in his mouth. He then took his cock out of me, kissed me, sharing the sticky substance and in our passionate embrace, without warning or sound emanating from him, his cock spurted a load of cream, I could feel each of the squirts against my lower stomach, they were short but very intense, and lasted for a few minutes. 

His eyes were closed, the intensity on his face was almost frightening. He then opened his eyes, looked at me tenderly, now that he had finished, he carried on kissing me and we fell asleep.

Beauty is in the eyes...

Lying there in an horizontal position, in all his glory, this handsome hairy man caught my attention. 

Beautiful eyes 


Beautiful face 


Beautiful body...

There are no words, no words anywhere can convey the beauty, the loveliness and the appeal of such a man.

Thank you for this beautiful shot.

You are worthy of the 2625 award.

Hail to you beautiful.

Thank you

What is a bear - Education

Huh! What’s going on here? It’s “bear code,” a highly developed lexicon of the personal and physical characteristics of a gay man who identifies as a “bear.” The “bear movement” began in the mid-1980s as a rebellion against the dominant gay culture, which overwhelmingly idolized chiseled gym bodies as the standard of gay male beauty. Trim, neat, and well-styled haircuts characterized the most visible gay men then—and now—while the predominant gay body, as featured in gay magazines and in porn videos, displayed full heads of hair, a neat little bush of pubic hair above the cock (with balls shaved), but no hair at all on the chest, back, or legs. An unshaven chest or back, an evident tan line, or love handles were viewed by many gay men as signs that one simply didn’t care about one’s appearance. But bears beg to differ. Bears are hairy (everywhere) and big, although not necessarily overweight. Bears think of themselves as highly masculine, real men, and they don’t wear drag or anything in the least bit feminine. They don’t mind smelling like men, which doesn’t necessarily mean they have strong body odor—but no colognes or moisturizer aromas, please. And while many gay men with gym bodies often consider themselves social climbers, or at least they try to Keep Up with the Bruces. Most bears reject financial standing and social status as goals. As a result, many gay men find them to be a particularly open, friendly, social group. That is not to say that one can’t find an occasional muscle bear or cover bear who is as narcissistically fastidious as the most dedicated circuit boy (known as twinks, by bears). New York City and San Francisco, we’re told, now even have their own steroid-enhanced muscle-bear culture. The typical bear can be identified by three major physical characteristics: facial hair, body hair or “fur,” and a heavy or “husky” build. Nit-picking bears sometimes argue about how much hair is required to be a member of beardom (could there be a hairless bear?). But many bears also claim that physical characteristics take a backseat to a certain set of attitudes about gay masculine behavior, adding up to an entire “bear culture.” There’s also a distinct stratification of bear types. Subcategories include grizzly bears (older or grizzled-looking), Santa bears (white hair), panda bears (Asian descent, with or without chest hair), and black bears (African-Americans). No polar bears? Younger, or less husky, less hairy gay men, who are often sexually submissive to other bears, are usually called cubs. Cub is the term often used by a bear to describe himself when looking for a daddy or a top (see Daddy/Son Fantasies). A slimmer-built bear is sometimes called an otter—essentially, a thin bear. The appellation wolf is a latecomer to the bear totemic system, meaning someone who is a loner, perhaps an independent-minded otter not as integrated into the gay scene as those in mainline bear culture. While bears reject the queen culture with its nod toward effeminacy, a few have slipped in anyway. We’re informed that they’re called cha-cha bears behind their backs. While many bears wear lots of leather, they’re not necessarily into S/M. For some, it’s part of their masculine image. There are over 140 bear clubs, often called dens, throughout the United States and internationally. They have newsletters, meetings, social gatherings, and national conventions such as Octobearfest in Denver, Orlando Bear Bust, Bear Pride Weekend in Chicago, and the national annual Bear Rendezvous in San Francisco. They even have their own flags. Most of these clubs have Web sites, where membership is welcomed. There you’ll find profiles of individual members, each identified through the bear code. Remember the profile mentioned at the top of this entry? Here it is again, this time with its “bear code” deciphered. A mostly full beard; a definite cub; a definite daddy-type (although it conflicts with being a cub); a big dick; above average fur; loves to grope (“paw”) another bear; totally vanilla sex (no kinky stuff); has some muscle definition; is out in public; the outdoor type; only interested in open relationships; is taller than the average man; and has a tummy. Other aspects of the bear code inform the reader of more subtle physical and personality characteristics of the bear. Some bears have tuned the code with shades of meaning so fine that it equals the sophistication of The Oxford English Dictionary. Because of its tolerance and its reputation for sociality and friendliness, we believe the bear phenomenon is a healthy addition to the gay community. Bear culture simply allows some otherwise isolated and underappreciated gay men to relate to other gays with whom they feel most comfortable, providing for greater diversity in our population, and with the added benefit of fighting straight stereotypes, both from within and outside the gay community.

Extract from the amazing book "The Joy of Gay Sex" Silverstein & Picano. Fully revised and expanded 3rd edition.

Cab Driver fun!

I entered and closed the door, and when I settled on the front passenger seat of the taxi, he put the cab in gear and started driving away from the busy post club saturday night scene. Within minutes, I couldn't help looking at his crotch. An obvious bulge was sticking up. As I had a few drinks that evening, I was feeling bold and courageous, while in a state of lust like I had never experienced before. I had dreamed and fantasised of this happening many times before, sex with a London Cabbie, but was experiencing sort of stage nerves in front of the spectacle on show.

I almost stammered as I said, "could you please take it out for me to see?"Without uttering a sound, he pulled the front of his pants down and his cock appeared. He was having a hard time keeping his eyes on the road as he was driving. He clearly was in the mood, and within seconds his thick hands was grabbing my crotch, pulling masterly and decisively. 

I couldn't wait to get to a quiet and secluded spot. Somewhere where we could finally get together and enjoy each other. He clearly felt the same way as I could sense that he changed direction towards a wooded area of outer town. After what felt like hours, we got to a quiet of the road location, near the entrance of a wooded area. He pulled the taxi off the road and slowly drove into a trees covered space and turned around so the front of the cab was now pointed back toward the road.

He stopped the cab, bent towards me, and kissed me, deeply, warmly. I could feel his thick overwhelming tong, pushing inside, he tasted of coffee and mint. Juts thinking of the taste now makes my cock harden.  He then said, "we need to get in the back." This made sense, the back seat was wide and unobstructed while the front one was making it impossible to get comfortable. Finally I was going to be in his arms, getting to his beautiful cock! We quickly moved to the back. 

I reached over and felt his cock through his pants and his body tensed as my fingers touched it. I pulled the pants down fully exposing his manhood. I took hold of it, it was burning hot. It felt hard to the touch, uncut, thick and of good average length. His breathing accelerated while my fingers caressed it. I could already feel the sticky precum on my fingers, he was ready for my onslaught. There was a thick layer of hair covering the base and his balls. It smelt of gentle sweat mixed with soap, clearly the man had showered before going to work! Good man I thought! Good man!

I bent down and licked the head of his cock, and he tensed up, a flow of precum coming out of the tip. I kept licking and worked my tongue around the thick head. Slowly, I let more of his cock into my mouth as I went down as far as I could. As his cock hit the back of my throat, I could help but gag. I withdrew for a while, concentrating on the head, before starting a slow work out on his now fully erect and standing dick. His balls were big, just big olives, hanging, hairy big things. He was very sensitive there, and I spent a long time concentrating on licking and sucking them, each time his hard cock would motion up in delight, clearly happily responding to my workout. He then pushed my head back towards his cock.

I loved sucking on his beautiful hard cock and it felt great, with each throb in my mouth. I just seemed to be in cock heaven, wanting to suck that cock and please him forever and ever. It felt wonderful, each time he thrust his hips towards me, a flood of precum was racing through the back of my throat, increasing my feverish state, my cock bursting against the constricting fabric of my pants...  we spent hours, in fact I am not sure how long we spent together, time did not mean anything anymore, we seemed to have connected, we did not need to exchange words, explanations, etc... it felt right to be with each other.

After a while, as I continued to suck his cock his trusting became more and more regular, strong and determined. I could feel the attack of that cock in against the back of my throat, my mouth was salivating more and more in response to the offensive  I could sense by the way it felt, his hardened thrusting and his increasing breathing that he was about to cum. 

This was my favourite moment, when I would let the cock go as deep as I could take it, so as not to waste any of the outcome while feeling the whole throng of the moment, the connection. He moaned loudly "I'm cumming. I'm cumming" as squirts of cum spurted deep inside my mouth and throat. I did not count the waves of spunk, but there were several of them, thick, warm and creamy followed by several smaller shots. I swallowed it all, careful of not choking. It was relentless, clearly a few day's worth, I was still swallowing as he stopped thrusting and relaxed. His cock slowly slipped from my mouth and sliding through my aching lips.

Within seconds, the pressure on my dick being such, my cock exploded un-helped, without warning, forming a thick wet patch in the crouch of my pants. We laid there speechless, against each other, catching our breath, noticing that the night was finishing giving way to a beautiful sunny spring day.

A man with a dog

Somebody asked for a hunk? 

A nice looking man wearing dungarees with a hungry ass? 

Here you are my friends, a little gem picked up by one of our reporters on a recent trip to Florida. Thank you Ted!

You know for a fact that this guy is gorgeous, just look at the beautiful back of his head, his fantastic neck, his thick and strong setting, his burly body, the very complimentary and flattering choice of clothing.... Need I say more? 

Naturally we have questions! Who is he? Is he hairy all other? Does his grey hair cover his chest, stomach, ass and back? Maybe his legs also? We demand to know!!

All we need now is him carrying something soft a pretty, like a little dog maybe, demonstrating his caring side and feminine side in a non gay way... 

wait....

All you have to do is ask...


Perfect.... 


Job here is done!


Man you are 2625!!

James Gandolfini

James Gandolfini, you are worthy of the 2625 hall of fame. 

Beautiful bear of a man

Big

Burly

Hairy

Looks good in a suit

Looks good full stop!!

James, you are 2625!!

The Pool Lesson

His face was large and his chin was covered in rough black bristles. His head was shaved. Between his thick, fat fingers smouldered a cigar. I had been staring at him for a while, and became speechless when he walked towards me and looked deep into my eyes, smiling in a sort of knowing way.

“What's up’? he asked,in a thickly accented, gravely voice. His eyes crawled over every inch of my body. Tiny beads of sweat appeared suddenly on his forehead. I could not answer, I was feeling a strange mixture of fear and excitement. He caught on that, and stood in front of me almost menacingly.

Turning red in the face, clearly surprised by the effect he had on me, the big man stubbed out the cigar butt and started to walk off the side of the pool. “You follow me,” he grunted.

Hesitantly, I followed him to the doorway of the building, and paused before entering a dark area beyond. I could hear the big man stumbling around in a large dark room, and then finally the overhead fluorescent lights flickered on exposing the room as the interior of the pool room.

I could hear the sounds of children playing and running around the pool, in the excitement, the sounds were echoing strangely in the room, adding to the surreal setting. I looked towards the man, he was standing there, wearing speedos, and I could not help noticing the bulge of man meat pushing against the elasticated fabric. Without further hesitation, I walked towards him and I kneeled on cold cement floor and stared at the rounded swelling that was now in front of my face. I could smell the chlorine from the pool water on the fabric, he had a hairy stomach, his legs were thick set and also hairy. Gently, I pulled down the front of the speedos unavailing a thick meaty cock and some thick hairy balls, which clearly required attention. He was uncircumcised. I played with his foreskin with my tongue and lips for a while, pushing it back and forth as I slid my mouth over his cock. It was at least 7 inches long, it was also very thick, probably four inches around. I could feel his breathing increasing with each of my moves. He clearly was enjoying the attention!

I tried to stroke him while I sucked his cock, but he took my hand and guided it towards his hairy ass. His speedos dropped to the floor, and I had in front of me the full extend of his beautiful manhood. While my fingers were exploring his hairy ass hole with one hand, I massaged his large, meaty balls with the other. I took his entire cock into my mouth and throat and swallowed repeatedly, gagging with each thrust. He never took his eyes from my face, and only lost direct eye-to-eye contact with me when he threw his head back and growled with passion.

I pulled slowly off of his cock after sucking him gently, as I sensed that he might lose control. I wanted this to last forever. I let the thick cock head pop from my lips with a wet, smacking sound and leaned under to take the hairy scrotum into my mouth. I sucked both of his balls and struggled to put them into my mouth. Stroking his cock gently while doing so, I sucked on one then the other until he seemed to regain his breath and looked at me again with a friendly inviting smile.

He pushed his cock back inside my mouth with more vigour, and got into a rhythm, I could feel the head ready to explode any moment. He slammed himself tightly inside me, grabbing a my head with his hands, and came. He roared loudly as his cum spurted inside me, and as the spurts subsided, began to slam into me again, harder and harder each time, until his cock had softened enough to free itself from my cream filled mouth.

He stood there, panting as I took his soft, sticky cock into my mouth again, and bathed it with my tongue. I wanted every drop of him, and he sure had plenty to give. His hand ran lovingly over my shoulders and he looked at me smiling in a caring kind of way.

He leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips, softly. His tong then entered my mouth forcing its way in, yet he felt very gentle. When we stood, he stared at me with emotion filling his eyes. We looked at each other motionless for a while before kissing some more, passionately, his thick hands now caressing my lower back and fingers pushing pass the elastic of my speedos to get to my ass.

Man Loving

I couldn't help but staring at those beefy thighs, but what really held my attention was his crotch. His shorts were pressing so hard on his crotch that the outline of his cock and balls was very clear against the stretched thin white fabric, you could hardly miss the fat cock on one side and the enormous balls on the other.

He looked at me and suddenly grabbed the back of my head, pulled my face toward him and clamped his lips on mine while his other hand held his hardening cock, stroking it gently through the fabric.

I kissed him deeply, his bristly beard was feeling heavenly on my freshly shaved face, and while holding his crotch I started pulling on his bludgeoning truncheon of meat. Man I needed him right now. I then knelt down and started licking his fat uncut cock and hairy balls, after slowly opening the zip of his pants. The pants slowly fell to the ground, unavailing a beautiful picture of man pleasure.

While licking his balls and his now hard cock I could not help playing with the thick foreskin retracted to expose half the cock head. I loved to work my tongue around his cock head, and from his moans he loved it too, especially when I started fondling his big balls looking up at him with his cock crammed deep inside my mouth.

I started squeezing his hairy ass with my hands, I pressed his crotch onto my face to signal I wanted him to fuck my mouth harder, and while he did that, moaning louder and louder, he roamed my hands across his furry back and up to his big pink hardening nipples. The taste of precum in my mouth was wonderful and he increased his tempo ramming that cock harder, deeper and faster down my throat. I could barely breathe. His cock felt enormous and invasive, I was feeding from it while losing the capability of breathing properly. I was now getting lightheaded, hypnotised by the rhythm of his cock attack.

Without warning his thick cum invaded my throat and mouth, I could barely contain myself between the happiness I fell and the surprise. So much so that I pull out of his discharging cock to receive a thick spurt of cum which ended up across my face, tasting sweet, feeling somewhat warm, meaty and thick. He breathed deeply, did not say a word looked at me with a smile, he bent down, picked up his shorts, zipped up, and walked off, without a word.

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Sneaky wank

He laid on the bed stroking his cock. This man is hungry for some action, he is imagining a hot fuck session he had a while back, too long ago, he has been neglected of late, and has not come for ages, he is horny and wants some attention. 

He is alone now, in his bedroom, he is laying naked on the bed, and wants to concentrate on himself for a while. He puts one of his special hidden dvds on, gets some lube also from the hidden place and puts it within easy reach, as he props himself up the pillows, to get a better view of the screen. He gazes down his stocky body, and can see his rock hard cock standing proud, begging for release.

He gathers a healthy dose of lube and starts stroking slowly his cock. That first stroke sent waves of pleasure and shivers through his body as he gently cupped his balls and began to fondle them gently. 

As the action on screen is getting hornier, how he would love to be part of that action... It feels like he is somewhat getting closer and closer to blowing a load, slow down he thought... he starts gliding his hand up and down his cock quickly, ensuring that he spends quality time around his cock head, gently pressing on the tip, where precum is oozing out adding lubrication and sensation. He loves the taste of precum, he only realised this a little while ago, and immediately sucks on his fingers eagerly. This drives him to another level of horniness. His excitement is growing rapidly, with each stroke, his breathing accelerates and becomes more intense. In his head, he can hear the echoes of the scenes showing on the porn, the groaning, the noises and the music, a mishmash of sensations that do not make sense any more, only adding more intensity to the way he feels right now.

The base of his cock feels hard and his balls are now tender to the touch. He knows that shortly he is going to erupt. While stroking faster and faster, he caresses the area between his nut sack and his ass, using his other hand. He loves that special area of pleasure, it is his main secret area of pleasure, he loves the sensation, the caress... it feels wonderful... what would he give just now to fill a wet tong gently rimming around, up and down, slowly, there.

Gently his finger starts to play around his asshole, sending electrical sensations of pleasure across the whole of his body as he discovers this new area of unknown and undiscovered delight. He is now ready. The porn action is getting hotter and faster, his pulse is racing, he starts to sweat, his stroking gets more and more intense, racing towards the moment of release.

Suddenly he feels the overwhelming urge to come. Groaning gently he looks down as he pumps on his cock faster and faster, he stops..... he stops breathing... looks at his cock... a jet of pulsating cum erupts from the tip, landing warmly on his nipple, it is followed by a thick surge of cream around his belly. Further smaller gobs  of cum land around the base of his cock. 

He closes his eyes, exhausted, panting with pleasure, savouring the moment for a few minutes... how he likes this precious moment... 

Suddenly he hears the sound of a key being inserted in the main door. Shit, he was not expecting this. He grabs his teeshirt and wipes himself, manages somehow to switch off the tv, while stumbling towards the shower... he is safe he thought while turning the tap and standing under the jet of warm water... 

... shit I forgot about the lube!... he thought, terrorised, as he hears the footsteps and sound of someone entering the bedroom...

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A nice handy sized compilation that can be written on a cd (using your iTunes) for enjoyment in your car and beat the January/back to work/winter blues... Or alternatively on your iPod, an interesting and eclectic selection of tracks for you to share and enjoy! Txx

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Rod we love you!

While we are on the subject of the Hall of fame, have you seen this incredible movie?

It is the story of the dark inner struggle of Master Sergeant Albert Callan to overcome the overwhelming attraction he feels for one of his charges. In the staid and stifling environment of a post-World War II army post in France, Callan's deeply repressed attraction to other men surfaces when he encounters handsome Private Swanson. 

Maintaining the rugged "man's man" image of a war hero, Callan barks orders to his underlings. Later, lonely in his solitude, he recalls the frightening experiences of war and the events that led to this crossroads. 

Filled with self-loathing and unable to act on the natural attraction he feels for Swanson, Callan's affection festers into antagonism. He pushes Swanson constantly with verbal assaults and undeserved punishments. Oblivious to Callan's attraction to him, Swanson comes finally to feel enmity for his Master Sergeant.

It is a haunting movie, Rod Steiger plays wonderfully well the role of a closeted military man, who can only show his feelings through opposites with insults, and attacks when what he really wants is to kiss, hold, love and be loved by another man.

This part above was Written by Mark Fleetwood

The angst and tension in the movie are palpable, truly magnificent performance all around but especially by that rather hunky and beautiful man that was Rod Steiger.

Rod, you rock, you are 2625!!


Buy/rent the movie


The Sergeant (1968)

Broderick Crawford

The burliest of all burly men, Broderick Crawford was gay!?! 


I was randomly looking at photos of him on google, and found an interesting resume of his life which talks about his alleged relationship with Rod Serling... I have always fantasised about Broderick Crawford for years, watching him being the baddy, the cop, the burly cowboy, how I dreamed of this hunk holding me in his arms!!


This discovery has really made my day!! 


Broderick you are now officially in the 2625 Hall Of Fame.


Broderick, you are beautiful and loved.

Happy New Year

Happy New Year!

May 2012 bring you happiness, 

fun, 

success, 

health and 

copious amounts of 2625.

Hugs

Tubb xxx

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A Happy New Year selection of tracks to help you with a smooth entry into 2012...

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