Spot Me, Scene 3
Starring Jimmy Durano and Rex Regan
Oh, skinny boys. I just can’t get enough of them.
Don’t get me wrong. I love to bend over a thick, muscular stud, but there’s something irresistible to me about a skinny boy leaning on me, literally and figuratively.
Can You Train Me?
Starring Rod Peterson and Cris Knight
I could have sworn I walked in on something at the gym this morning. The place was pretty empty, so my workout went fast, but I did notice a couple of tattooed muscle hunks I hadn’t seen before.
When I finished and headed to the locker room, I thought I heard a short, low moan come from the back. I stepped into the bathroom area and briefly saw two sets of shoulders pressed together through a crack in one of the shower curtains. I recognized from the ink that they were the two hunks I’d seen out on the floor.
Now, I can’t say for certain that something was going down, but those showers sure aren’t built for more than one man at a time…
Every since I was a teenager, locker rooms have made me hard. It was the first and one of the only places where I could see strange men nude. Combine that with all the man smells and the danger of getting caught looking? A sure recipe for a fetish.
And you should have seen what I did in the dry sauna…
I know I said I was going to switch back to hairy guys, but at the pool yesterday, I met a hot little hairless muscle boy, covered in tattoos, who had me getting hard just in the brief moment we were introduced and touched as he was saying goodbye.
I was talking with my friend about him, and five minutes later the kid comes running back over with his number written on a piece of scrap box he must have found in the car. Adorable.
Justin’s Feet and Socks Worshiped
Starring Justin Case and Ricky Larkin
This morning was weird. I got online to write about having my feet worshiped, and my blog was down. I recently moved DGB to a better server, but apparently one of the transfer verifications had fallen through the digital cracks.
But I’m already back up, so I can return to fantasizing about having my giant feet worshiped. I’ve been taking great care of them, and I’m planning to show them off poolside this afternoon.
We’ll see just how many foot rubs will be on offer, but there’s a big, meaty muscle bear I met last night who I hope shows up for the win…