The Security Man

I cannot say that I was very subtle with my spying him, I was transfixed, he was amazingly gorgeous, I could not take my eyes away from him, and he caught onto this fairly rapidly. 

After a while, the security man beckoned me over towards him. He pushed me in front of him until we reached the doors of the building. We then walked for a while, to the side of the building. 

He overtook me, so I was now following this thick mass of man, his hair was short and greyish, his neck was thick and his overall stature was big, muscular and his ass was round and firm, the way I love them. His dark trousers were tight, and they defined his beautifully strong ass and short but thick legs. 

He stopped in a quiet part of the outer buildings, without muttering a single word, he turned towards me, he undid his zip to uncover a big pack of balls and cock protected only by far too tight white underpants. 

I was speechless, unable to move with surprise. The sight was too much to take, this man was so gorgeous, middle aged, strong and bulky, nice big fair haired forearms and heavy set shape. I was infatuated, unable to say or do anything, I was in complete awe bewitched in wonderment. He checked me out, and when I started to walk towards him, he stopped me with a gesture making it clear that he did not want any body contact, he simply wanted me to watch and witness the spectacle that was about to be unveiled...

Within seconds, he pulled his cock out of his pants, and started to wank furiously, his balls slapping with each stroke. His cock was thick, his balls were big, hairy and hanging nicely. His jerking was incredibly fast and it did not take long until jets of spunk emerged and splattered on the brick layered sideway. He looked up, winked, zipped up with one hand while shaking the spunk of his other thick hand... He then left, and went back to the mall, back to work.

I will always remember Mr Mall Security Guard in a small provincial town of France. I know I think of him often, and I think that I secretly love him.

Gay Graffiti

Lovely graffiti, very sexy! 


I like this a lot! 


Well done whoever did this, I want more!!!

Trash

... they absolutely got shit-faced drunk and when it got dark, they laid each other out right there on that thar grass patch and fucked in the moonlight...

... Then they declared their love for each over, bought a bungalow by the beach, had it decorated by a friend, spend evenings at the opera, he is perfecting his duck recipe and they love IKEA.... 

...damn shame!...

... I wish they just fooled around in a drunken stupor, woke up in the morning with cum in their ass, then went back to their girlfriends with a hangover...

Thank you...

Dishy man...

Life is worth living so much more, when I know that there are guys like you around... you are beautiful, lovely, charming, good looking, a dish, ..., 2625

Thank you for being there beautiful man....

It's My Birthday!

For my birthday, I want...


I need...


I must have...


I deserve...


I promise...


I demand...


I am crying for...


I expect...


Nothing else will do...


Thank you

6000 viewers! Yeaaaaaaah

Over 6000 visitors on this site!!! I am humbled and truly grateful, in fact, in similar fashion to our man on the photo here, a bit speechless really. So I'll let the photo speak for once...


Big hugs to all.


Thank you

The man with the cheeky grin

The cock pressing against the fabric, urging the owner to release it, let me out, let me out...

The dude is a fine specimen of a man, good hairy chess, strong legs and arms, interesting and cheeky face, promising bulge in the underpants department, who is he? 

I am looking at this photo, pants down to my ankles, rubbing an intense one, thinking of his touch, his warm and strong embrace, his cock pushing against my side while he licks my ears. I want him, I want him bad...

This is for you, owner of the grey underwear with the hairy chest and the cheeky grin, you are beautiful, you are loved...

Thank you

Balmy evening adventure

The larger than large man, was standing at the bottom of the garden, challenging the intruder. "come out... show yourself" the grave throaty husky voice was heard saying. Not a sound. All one could feel is the palpable humidity and heat of that summer night.

He was standing naked, defying the silence, demanding that the person hiding in the shadow come out immediately. When he started to be menacing, and talked about getting the law involved, out of the bushes a voice murmured "ok Daddy o, I'm coming out". 

Out of the darkness, a shadow came out, short man, hispanic looking maybe, hairy arms, wearing jeans and an unbuttoned shirt revealing a large and hairy chest. He was burly, on the verge of being a bit overweight. Breathing heavily still, after running away from the house, he clearly was not the fittest or a sporty type, more a couch potato porky type. He had light green eyes which contrasted with his dark skin tone, they reflected the light emanating from the house.

"What the fuck are you doing on my property" said the big man, menacingly. The young man was taken aback by the posture and the fact that the man asking the question was stark naked. "I wanted... to see you..." said the young man. He was shivering with panic, clearly shaken by the situation although softly spoken.

I saw you earlier at the store when you bought some building materials. I then checked your address, and then as I could not find an excuse to ring your doorbell, I looked through your windows and spent some time looking at you". 

The big man, somewhat taken aback by the unexpected and unbelievable story being told, relaxed a bit, and became self conscious of his hardening cock. He liked the guy, he liked him a lot in fact. He had noticed hime earlier in the store, in the corner of his eye, and made a mental note that he would not mind getting intimate with him. What he could not believe however, was that his wish was coming to  life. His heart was beating faster, his breathing was getting faster too. 

"And what is it you want with me boy" said the man, a twang of hope in the sound of his voice. At that very moment, the young man approach the older guy, dropped to his knees and buried his face in the mans crotch. He stayed there, motionless for a few seconds, the man's cock was now fully erect, of a fair size and width. The young man slowly moved his face caressing the cock gently, then he positioned himself towards the erect meat, and slowly started to suck on it, gently, adding warmth to the already balmy evening. The sucking was not the most expert, but added to the unexpected and unscripted scene, it did not take long until squirts of cream exploded from the man's cock, pushing them hard towards the back to the young man's throat. He did so holding his arms up in the air, as if being a conqueror, a winner, a champion.

The sleeping man on the tube

The nice things one sees on London underground...


This beauty fell asleep and then just woke up, hence the somewhat lost look.


I particularly like the sweatshirt saying I love London...


Hello from freezing London!!!

The Man in Bed Laying and waiting for you

He lays there, beautiful, his hairy chest is tantalising, he smiling knowingly at you, he knows that you are his, his for the taking, his for the loving.

The bulge of muscle pressing against the fabric of his pants is the signal that his love for you his real, it is there, ready to escape out and join you.

Just think of your face rubbing against the fabric of his tight underwear, the gorgeous smell of a freshly showered body, the heavy balls, full of juice, yours for ever... the cock slowly but surely hardening for you.

I offer you this gem of a man, I do not know his name, but I know that I love him, and I think he loves me too....

Thank you.

It is all about you, and you alone.

M is in love....

All I want to do is nuzzle into his beard - all day - forever - for eternity.

For.

Eternity.

Can you imagine?

Tears now.

Look at his adorable face.

I do.

I do.

I do.

Married now.

Do come and visit us.

I'm baking Afgans and cheese scones.

They are his favourites. Mine too.

'PING' - there goes the timer.

Must dash.

Visit soon!