Digging through my porn stash, I ran across an old Buckshot photo set featuring Rick Wolfmier (sometimes listed “Wolfnier”).
He really represents how my dirty gay desires were formed: scruffy guys with fit bodies (and tan lines!), happy to be having sex with other men.
Here are a couple of clips of him and Mike Betts. The music… oh, my. Flashback!
Who wouldn’t love to fantasy molest the sweet ass of a slutty European guy with a sharp tan line…
Nice hairy hole, Sasa!
Carlo Masi and Luke Garrett do what any hunky, veiny jocks do when they run into each other in Speedos on the volcanic beaches of Hawaii: dock their cocks, swap some fluids and have butt sex that shows off both of their muscular amazing asses.
Why do tan lines that like make me so damn hard! < Get Dirty >
It’s my birthday, and this time every year I think about how I became the dirty gay man I am today. As I picture all my favorite dirty people and things, my love of jockstraps and men’s underwear stands out far above the rest.
I’ve decided that the root of jockstraps giving me an enormous, juicing boner is the classic Bike #10 strap. It’s the strap you could smell through an athlete’s uniform, or that I saw poking out above Coach’s waistband while he watched us shower after class.
All grown up, it’s the jock I stole from the locker room sauna, one or two carelessly left behind on the hot wood to dry, unknowingly fueling a hormone and adrenaline surge in me. I would rush to stuff it into my gym bag so I could beat off to it later in secret, only to steal another a few weeks later, and another, and another.
Holy shit! It’s time to restock! < Get Dirty >
My Boyfriend’s Dad
Starring Max Sargent and Michael Delray
I got to work a little late today because my son sexted me when he woke up all horny for his Dad. His cute little butt is so furry right now that I immediately got wood and snapped a pic of it for him. And when he told me he wanted me to cum in his ass, I FaceTimed him so we could get off together.
Not gonna lie, sometimes it’s a little weird to call him “son” when we’re making each other cum, but I love it when he calls me “Dad”…
After lunch, my buddy and I went to the pool yesterday, where the Hump Day gods smiled on us.
We hadn’t seen each other in a while, so in between jokes and stories we made out in our Speedos. We caught a lot of attention, including the attention of a horny tattooed hunk who wanted in on the action, and we were happy to invite him to join us.
After a couple of drinks, the three of us went up to his room where my friend and I took turns stuffing our new pal’s face with our big dicks. Then we spit-roasted the stud, which made him shoot an enormous load all over the bed.
Since the new guy couldn’t take any more fucking, I made my buddy get on all fours so I could breed him while the new guy watched.
I love being watched…
