3 macho guys gay-fucking in the storeroom
Friday, February 5th, 2021
Three of DGB’s newest favorites Aymeric DeVille, Philippe Ferro and David Anthony in one dirty stockroom scene. Hot!
Archive for the ‘Tan Lines’ Category
Slim, ripped Sebastian Gola’s tan lines
Friday, November 13th, 2020
Sebastian Gola is one hot little bottom who’s ready to be used and Latin pony Andres de la Serna willingly obliges with his big dick.
I just love horny guys with tan lines and ill-fitting Speedos!
Classic Colt model Rick Wolfmier
Monday, September 14th, 2020
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!
Three Hands And His Hairy Hole
Tuesday, June 16th, 2020
Who wouldn’t love to fantasy molest the sweet ass of a slutty European guy with a sharp tan line…
Nice hairy hole, Sasa!
Latino Muscle Fuck — BangBangBoys.com
Saturday, July 27th, 2019
Colt Studio Group — Aloha slurpy cock!
Sunday, November 25th, 2018
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 >
Jockstrap Central — Ahh, the classics
Thursday, October 4th, 2018
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 >
