You

The sun came out and

you started to sweat

you took off your shirt

you showed your boxers

you revealed your physique

you are turning me on

Rustic

Jazmine Sullivan's "After the Hurricane" played in the background

He smoked a Marlboro Red
He was rustic in wranglers, a t-shirt covered by a loose sweatshirt
He searched for tools, powercords and such
He has short dusty hair
He was the perfect color of warmed butter
He was fine and close still outside of reach
He was

been awhile since so hope these make u happy

Lights off

You liked what you saw. You say nothing with your mouth but your eyes tell me everything I need to know. Your eyes reveal to me if only I was alone, you had courage, wasn’t predisposed, really knew it was okay to approach me, then and only then would I utter the words “yes”. I understand you look forward to seeing me again- guess what the feeling is mutual. It’s just a matter of time and opportunity. Until then it’s even better with the lights off.

Even Though

Even though you don’t have the height requirements you still are intriguing

Even though you are with the fellas I still see you not looking at me when you look at me

Even though I want you just as bad as it appears you want me I must pretend to read or be not interested when I want you more than you know

Even though I sit here contemplating my next move on how to end the current turbulent relationship I thank you for making me feel attractive by doing exactly what you did when you did it

Even though you continue to eat making every bite seem as sensual as I know you can be I avoid looking when I'm really seeing

Even though I wish I were the pastry in your hands or the crumbs on your fingertips I realize now isn’t the time so I'll just enjoy the moment even though

You were Latino, dark hair, gorgeous facial hair and beautiful skin tone, 5 foot 4 or so. Nice meeting you. I’ll call you Fernando.

I'm in love with Dick

I was always attracted to tall, lanky types. It was such a pleasure to meet you when I did and how we connected instantly. The length of your body was a perfect fit for me. So you were actually 7 ft tall and to think I thought you were lying when you told me that. You were so big and so thick..wow such width...where are you from....shit...hmmmmmm. My body quivers and shakes when I think of the fact that the way we throbbed it was just simply crazy. You were in my soooo deep and you're soooo thick. Damn, I'm in love with you, Dick.

Gotta Love 'em

Where have you been? Its been a while since I've heard from you. email me: apourhomme@hotmail.com

Weights, Water and Wow

Weights are essential to muscle building so I'm always working to tone and define my chest, arms and core. I'm at the gym and working free weights and machines to get my body from ripe to rip. Of course I'm wearing a sleeveless shirt to show off the little work I do see in my arms along with a pair of grey Champion shorts with no underwear of course including a cock ring that makes my bulge protrude forward and bounce with every push of the 90 pounds I'm working with. The mirrors are my friends and because I’m working out on machines close to the water fountain I’m playing the part well. After each set I go to the water fountain along with all the other rats. I notice one guy taking advantage of a personal trainer making more than the usual trips to the water fountains and eyeballing my nice thick bulge. I continue to work out pretending that I'm not up to my dirty deeds. Then I recognize another admirer who is eyeballing me almost in a trance like way. He gets up and goes through this door that is next to the water fountain. He's away for about 4 minutes then he returns. I just finished with a set and sit there recovering my 60 to 90 seconds recommended by all the men’s fitness magazines. He's in a trance again and this causes my cock to do a salute into a full tent mode so I just sit there because if I stood it would be too obvious. Of course here come trainee again he is so thirsty for my cock and not the water he pretends to need. Now that he's gone Trance gets up and goes through the doors again but this time makes eye contact with me. So seconds later I follow to find out what is behind this door. Once behind the door I realize it’s a small hallway with an emergency exit and a restroom. The door is ajar so I walk in and he's at the sink washing his hands. "Excuse me" I say but he says come on in and immediately locks the doors. He grabs for my cock so I drop my shorts and he puts my cock in his mouth and works me overtime. I make him stop because I don’t want to cum and he takes his cock out and I'm obliged to return the favor. I work him overtime very rapidly and he pulls away and drops his load in the toilet. "Can you cum for me?" he asks. I begin stroking and it didn’t take long for our cum to become float buddies in the toilet water below. He washes up, leaves and I do the same 3 minutes later. I'm so bad in a good way.

Worked Out

After a nice work out of cardio and weights I was looking forward to retiring in the suana to give my body some much needed relief. I grabbed a couple of towels and found me a nice spot in the corner where I laid one towel down on the bench and used the other as a pillow for head support which means I'm totally naked. Initially I had the room to myself but my pheremones must have been strong because others came out of nowhere. Some of the others were old, young, and of various races so out of respect I sat up and covered my midsection. The heat was too overwhelming for many so they fell off like the autumn leaves. This left me, an older Cary Grant (ish) type and an Argentina type. I felt comfortable and removed the towel from my midsection and Argentia begin to stroke underneath his towel and Cary was already naked and I noticed he held inside a small towel a container of baby oil. I knew it was on so I begin stroking with Cary to the left of me and Argentina on the lower bench. Cary moved closer to my left while Argentina kept an eye on me and the door. Cary moved closer while grabbing my cock and lubricating it wih baby oil. He stroked and stroked and then commanded "do it, cum...do it I say cum". I threw my head back and relaxed the arch in my back and enjoyed his message and he continued to lubricate my cock more with oil and stroked even harder. Argentina exclaimed "damn that is nice, shit dude". I let out a great sigh and came and he pulled on my cock to make sure every drop was visible to him and Argentina. Cary left the room and I followed shortly leaving Argentina alone to use the images to bust his load. What a great work out!