StallionMen, huh? Sounds an awful lot like a certain house of raging horses might have been an influence in the name choice. But who am I to complain when this stable also is loaded with built, cocky guys who make me hard. More of an international group, more of a str8 flavor.
When it comes to muscle worship, as long as he’s big and domineering enough, I’ll gladly bend over and be his footstool, urinal or whatever. For example, Panther Rain is almost too friendly in the face, but his amazing physique and monster tool cum into play. I think I’ll reserve my final judgment until after the taste test.
When I figured out that it was men who got me bonered, I immediately started looking for any kind of naked pictures of men I could find. Luckily for me, COLT at the time was peddling their dirty gay videos through slick trifold ads you could buy in sets through the mail.
For $10, I got a whole year of glossy smut delivered right to my mailbox in a discrete envelope, within which was contained another envelope warning anyone about to open it of the perversity it contained. I was practically leaking before I could even unfold the first piece. And to top it off, I could choose a feature model for whom they’d send a black and white photo, a color photo and a slide, presumably which I could project onto the wall and jizz all over.
Thankfully, COLT Studio Group has moved into the digital age, where they can bring the same quality beefcake they have for (my formative) years to the hurried, sex-starved masses. I wonder how much a digital wall projector costs these days… < Get Dirty >
Über-hung porn star Chad Hunt, known for his classic, filthy talk, not to mention his gargantuan member, is claiming to be hanging up the cum towel. His final dick flick Endgame is slated for release tomorrow and is available for pre-order on DirtyBirdPictures.com. And once you realize that top man Chad is not only giving up his career but also his ASS, any connoisseur of majorly huge cock and flip-fuck humiliation like me will surely put Endgame on their must-see list. < Get Dirty >
Where in the fuck is this gym and how do I join! If the pure, solid action of these black beefcakes won’t get you off (and it will), just listen closely to the soundtrack. That Flex-Deon’s voice while he gets his meat sucked by Soloman and when he’s pound-fucking Soloman’s big, thick ass is like mud-covered gravel I want to smear all over my body. < 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.
Last week, UKNakedMen brought Vladi back to their garden, and it’s easy to see why he’s a UKNM favorite. A fit, furry man with a mischievous grin as he pulls out and strokes his thick, uncut 10″ meat… what’s not to like. < Get Dirty >
Sweaty, hairy men fucking like animals. Now that’s what I call entertainment. I could watch this shit all day, especially when I’ve got big, loud-mouthed fucker Peter Axel flip-fucking with dirty horndog Trey Casteel (who seems to be making the rounds). Spit, punches, slaps, and brutal fucking… Praise be to RearStable, for getting hot man-fucking right. < Get Dirty >
