I wanna sniff him all over before licking out every crease, cleft, crevice, nook, cranny and hole of his body, drinking in all that sweat which is making his body so shiny. His cock, on the verge of swelling, looks so succulent and temptingly suckable, the 'spout' through which I could access his precious Indian spunk containing those Indian native genes which I so wanna gulp down in pint-fulls.
KHAKIBUM (also KHAKIFLASH, sometimes KHAKISHORTSMAN or just plain KHAKI) - A khaki-tinted perspective by gay, India-born, Khakistani, daddy codger in 70s, peeping out from under button-down flap of back pocket on army surplus khaki drill shorts, held up by original boy scout belt, which still fits - though with extra hole punched!
Friday, 22 May 2020
Woodsman awaiting 'wood'
Mightily attractive guy with nice 'snouty' hooded cock - and, what's more, wearing rubber boots, which he can keep on for me no matter what we'd be doing.
I've never yet done a proper posting on my relationship with rubber, one of my many fetishes, and another of the several that can be traced back to my scouting days when an uncle of mine gave me his old 1940s army groundsheet/rain-cape to take with me on that fateful Summer camp which turned my life upside down. It was a shit-brown colour on the rubber side which you spread on the ground or wore against the rain, with a light khaki rough canvas to lie on or on the inner-wearing side when put on, buttoned up and worn like a rubber poncho - and it was heavy both to carry and to wear, especially for the boy I then was, at my being less than man-height the cape tripping me up in front and trailing on the ground behind. It was at that camp that I discovered the sexually-charged feel (and smell) of the smooth, cool rubber against my skin,, which made me hard. In addition it felt especially soothing when after I'd been caned on the backside (shorts not lowered, but no underpants allowed) and I couldn't lie on my back during the ensuing night, let alone sit down, I thanked God for the blessed relief of that heavenly cool rubber against the bare skin of my lacerated bum which, during my punishment ordeal, had felt as if it had been set aflame - in fact, after a couple of strokes my whole body felt like it was on fire - and the strokes just went on and on and on........
I got many, many years of pleasure from that rubber sheet. It took such a battering from my naked exertions and various uses that only a few years ago it finally disintegrated and I had to throw it out, though I do have half a dozen more rubber ponchos, all in good condition, which continue to provide me with the same enormous 'satisfaction' as that original one did.😄
Anyway, back to the rubber boots worn by the guy above. If he had shot his spunk out and it had landed on his boots I'd have not hesitated to lick it off - rubber is idea for licking up shot spunk. You can lick up every drop, not wasting one tiny bit. Even if he'd pissed on his rubber boots and ordered me to........etc etc😊
I've never yet done a proper posting on my relationship with rubber, one of my many fetishes, and another of the several that can be traced back to my scouting days when an uncle of mine gave me his old 1940s army groundsheet/rain-cape to take with me on that fateful Summer camp which turned my life upside down. It was a shit-brown colour on the rubber side which you spread on the ground or wore against the rain, with a light khaki rough canvas to lie on or on the inner-wearing side when put on, buttoned up and worn like a rubber poncho - and it was heavy both to carry and to wear, especially for the boy I then was, at my being less than man-height the cape tripping me up in front and trailing on the ground behind. It was at that camp that I discovered the sexually-charged feel (and smell) of the smooth, cool rubber against my skin,, which made me hard. In addition it felt especially soothing when after I'd been caned on the backside (shorts not lowered, but no underpants allowed) and I couldn't lie on my back during the ensuing night, let alone sit down, I thanked God for the blessed relief of that heavenly cool rubber against the bare skin of my lacerated bum which, during my punishment ordeal, had felt as if it had been set aflame - in fact, after a couple of strokes my whole body felt like it was on fire - and the strokes just went on and on and on........
I got many, many years of pleasure from that rubber sheet. It took such a battering from my naked exertions and various uses that only a few years ago it finally disintegrated and I had to throw it out, though I do have half a dozen more rubber ponchos, all in good condition, which continue to provide me with the same enormous 'satisfaction' as that original one did.😄
Anyway, back to the rubber boots worn by the guy above. If he had shot his spunk out and it had landed on his boots I'd have not hesitated to lick it off - rubber is idea for licking up shot spunk. You can lick up every drop, not wasting one tiny bit. Even if he'd pissed on his rubber boots and ordered me to........etc etc😊
Does anyone want to be fucked by these?
Who really wants to be gang-raped by this trio? Even if they started with the middle guy, a midget in comparison with the others, it would hardly be an adequate start to being bum-fucked by the two giants, the Goliath on the right and that hunk on the other side with a ring through his cock, which must hurt like hell when he uses it for fucking. No, much too risky for me. I'd rather watch while someone else takes the 'honour'.
I wanna bury my face in this.
Just the kind of furry bum I most like to have sitting on my face so I can deeply breathe in that warm, musty smell and feel the hairy dankness on my cheeks while he lets me lick the shit outta him. Once in that situation I wouldn't care what his face was like. However, in this pic I do wish he'd taken his underpants right off and spread his legs a bit more. I wanna get a good, unobscured view of his hot, fur-surrounded hole which I'd be giving an intense tongue probing to.
Dreadlock cock.
Looking a bit sheepish, I'd divest him of any shyness.
I've been trying to think of some way interesting and sexy in which to utilise all that hair but can only come up with when it gets to his being made to suck cock there's plenty to grab onto in making sure his head moves back and forth as required. If he ever has to have his body tied down I suppose one could fasten his hair tightly to what he's lying on. But other than that can't come up with much else.
I've been trying to think of some way interesting and sexy in which to utilise all that hair but can only come up with when it gets to his being made to suck cock there's plenty to grab onto in making sure his head moves back and forth as required. If he ever has to have his body tied down I suppose one could fasten his hair tightly to what he's lying on. But other than that can't come up with much else.
Beach boys at play
Happy as a sandboy, nudes among the dunes, I'd so like to be the guy with a male bum plonked heavily down over his face so he can lick, lick, lick - and all while his own cock is being attended to. Sheer fuckin' Heaven.
I should think those dunes get a fair amount of traffic of guys looking for a bit of action. If one of them passing by wishes to stop and spectate - if he can't join in himself, that is - I hope they'd let him sit down and watch. I would.
I'd have been in my thirties when I was similarly walking alone through some dunes, at the back of a beach which didn't have a raunchy 'reputation', when I rounded a mound and there, in full view, was a young guy, clearly in his teens, with his pants right down, lying back with everything exposed, and vigorously rubbing his very hard cock. He saw me and with no embarrassment or hesitation called out "Hey mister, can I suck yer cock?" I was initially taken aback by such a direct question. This was at a time when all homosexual acts with men under 21 - and for all men no matter what age - when not in private were criminal. Although even as a teenager myself I'd had quite a lot of cock-fun with men of all ages, it was never so publicly exposed as this was. So I at first hesitated when answering. Then what did I do?.............
I reserve my reply on the grounds of self-incrimination.😉
I should think those dunes get a fair amount of traffic of guys looking for a bit of action. If one of them passing by wishes to stop and spectate - if he can't join in himself, that is - I hope they'd let him sit down and watch. I would.
I'd have been in my thirties when I was similarly walking alone through some dunes, at the back of a beach which didn't have a raunchy 'reputation', when I rounded a mound and there, in full view, was a young guy, clearly in his teens, with his pants right down, lying back with everything exposed, and vigorously rubbing his very hard cock. He saw me and with no embarrassment or hesitation called out "Hey mister, can I suck yer cock?" I was initially taken aback by such a direct question. This was at a time when all homosexual acts with men under 21 - and for all men no matter what age - when not in private were criminal. Although even as a teenager myself I'd had quite a lot of cock-fun with men of all ages, it was never so publicly exposed as this was. So I at first hesitated when answering. Then what did I do?.............
I reserve my reply on the grounds of self-incrimination.😉
Monday, 18 May 2020
Fun-time in the showers.
Well, what d'you expect when a group of men, naked together under the showers, and close enough to touch, find another stark-bollock naked guy on all fours being led towards them on a leash like a dog - and being ordered to suck every guy in turn? It would be bizarre if they didn't make the most of the opportunities such circumstances allow, and these guys have the perfectly proper and right idea, including the one who's applying a bit of hard smacking to the captive sucker's naked bum, temptingly jutting out as he awaits his turn at being gobbled. Poor fella - such humiliation! 😁
I Sikh 'em here, I Sikh 'em there.
For sheer good looks Sikhs have always been one of my top types of men, and this beauty typifies why. An unfulfilled wish in my life has been to find a Sikh like this who will allow me to suck him off. If I should ever have the further good fortune to meet such a man who I can spend the night with I hope he wouldn't mind keeping his turban on, for the same reason of finding a Hindu guy wearing one of those coloured strings around his waist I wouldn't wish him to remove it. I don't want him to be in the dark, essentially just the same as any other guy, a white guy, I have sex with. I'd so much prefer him to retain his Asian 'flavour'.
Just can't say in words how much I long to taste the hot spunk contained in those hair-tufted Sikh brown balls above.
He's sussed out where a good licking is needed.
Hadn't realised this would be a motion-shot when loading it for posting, but it makes a change - and it's fuckin' good, showing a man who knows just what his friend needs and longs for, something we can all (if I maybe so bold as to suggest) not get enough of. No need to ask if you agree as only a hardened masochist would say "no" - and I'm one who likes a bit of s/m now and then, but Jesus Christ, there are limits what you can refuse!😃
Army inspection.
Obviously not a proper medical examination, here they've just received an unexpected, spontaneous command to stand in line, strip off their tops and drop their pants. For what reason is unclear but looks like a systematic humiliation as part of a group punishment for some breach of army discipline by probably just one of the recruits. I so fuckin' badly want to know and see what happens next.
If these lads are, as seems probable, about to be intimately inspected for hygiene and cleanliness what a fuckin' great job it would be to be a cock-and-arse inspector. It'd be a job I'd never ever tire of, making sure that everything is in working order, that they've got no 'cheese' accumulated under their hoods (at least for those who have one), that they've got nothing secreted up their bumholes (which must be scrupulously clean) - and to test their ability to get a hard-on whenever demanded, and to produce a healthy volume of fresh spunk whenever ordered.........and if anyone of them cums short of the requirement, the punishment for the whole group, to be devised by myself, will be very severe........Oh, shit! The fantasies just keep tumbling on and on into my mind! 😊
If these lads are, as seems probable, about to be intimately inspected for hygiene and cleanliness what a fuckin' great job it would be to be a cock-and-arse inspector. It'd be a job I'd never ever tire of, making sure that everything is in working order, that they've got no 'cheese' accumulated under their hoods (at least for those who have one), that they've got nothing secreted up their bumholes (which must be scrupulously clean) - and to test their ability to get a hard-on whenever demanded, and to produce a healthy volume of fresh spunk whenever ordered.........and if anyone of them cums short of the requirement, the punishment for the whole group, to be devised by myself, will be very severe........Oh, shit! The fantasies just keep tumbling on and on into my mind! 😊
Wednesday, 13 May 2020
Crucifixions as a turn-on.
Looks like these executioner guys looking on [Nazis?] find that crucifying naked men, despite its appalling cruelty, every bit as sexy as I do - and as their victim here also does. But for him the 'pleasure' is now over and for the short time he has left to live he has to deal with the excruciatingly agonising pain while his executioners can go away, get themselves pissed and come back to taunt him some more, if he hasn't passed out or expired by the time they return. If he has 'gone' I'm sure they'll turn to the other guy and make a close and intimate examination of what he's got there in his pouch.
I'm sorry (should I apologise?) but this gives me exciting twitchy feelings in my cock and in the area up between my thighs below my balls - and I'm pretty sure I'm not alone.
Despite the unimaginable extremity of pain involved I have to confess that I do find depictions of crucifixions so fuckin' sexy - and I can't help wondering if it's true, as I've read, that some victims found the experience so intolerable that their body loses all self-control and that they get a hard-on which ejaculates (like I've heard sometimes happens to hanged men). If they'd been allowed the minimal dignity of a loincloth - most likely whatever filthy, skimpy rag happened to be lying around at the time - their erection could well have dislodged the loosely tied cloth, if their understandable limited writhing about in their agonies hadn't already done so, making it drop away and leaving the victim not even retaining that final ounce of dignity by the ultimate humiliation of being a publicly exposed spectacle in their final moments, even if, under the demeaning and hideously painful circumstances, that would be have been the least of their concerns.
I'm sorry (should I apologise?) but this gives me exciting twitchy feelings in my cock and in the area up between my thighs below my balls - and I'm pretty sure I'm not alone.
Despite the unimaginable extremity of pain involved I have to confess that I do find depictions of crucifixions so fuckin' sexy - and I can't help wondering if it's true, as I've read, that some victims found the experience so intolerable that their body loses all self-control and that they get a hard-on which ejaculates (like I've heard sometimes happens to hanged men). If they'd been allowed the minimal dignity of a loincloth - most likely whatever filthy, skimpy rag happened to be lying around at the time - their erection could well have dislodged the loosely tied cloth, if their understandable limited writhing about in their agonies hadn't already done so, making it drop away and leaving the victim not even retaining that final ounce of dignity by the ultimate humiliation of being a publicly exposed spectacle in their final moments, even if, under the demeaning and hideously painful circumstances, that would be have been the least of their concerns.
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