I haven’t run across Scott Hunter in a while, so it was nice to see him back in action. I’d almost forgotten how fucking hot he is! He’s the kind of performer that makes me want to be in the scene with him. His sexual energy is off the charts!
Good thing I’ve got a date lined up for this afternoon. He won’t know what hit him…
I went to a deep stretch yoga class today that involved tying straps to our feet and pulling our legs back and wide… but no one in the class was making sounds like Marc Dylan.
Of course, no one in the class was getting ass- and face-fucked by Adrian Long.
You know those straight guys at the gym who don’t know that what they’re doing arouses the gay guys? Not the ones who think so much of themselves that they think even gay guys want them, but the oblivious hot ones who bend over at the waist to pick up the bar. The same ones who lift up their shirts to wipe their faces or do squats like they’re sitting on a big dick?
Well, one of them at my gym (a soccer coach, I think) wore a sleeveless shirt today and it was like watching a Michelangelo sculpture exercise. Damn. I’d love to see him stripped and manhandled by me and a couple of my friends…
I was working out next to this straight(?) guy at the gym this morning, and he had the kind of body that you can picture just by how the clothes hang. Compact, ripped and naturally smooth. Scruffy beard. Maybe a treasure trail. I had to wonder what his dick looked like.