Wednesday, 14 July 2021

Look. Flashers! - Have they no shame?

 We've all done it, perhaps a couple of times, but more likely to have been on more than just the odd occasion, right? I've flashed while walking along, while sitting on a bench in a park and in a public square, and in trains - though not in a bus, as far as I can recall. (I'm not including in public toilets, a subject for future postings). It's rather like writing or drawing on shithouse walls, something every man has done - all filthy as fuck, of course, just as we all like to see and read - but hardly any of us will admit to ever having ever been guilty of doing it. Actually, the similarity goes further. It's being done in order for it to be seen, otherwise what would be the point in the first place?  I had, in fact, intended this post to be about when I was actually caught by a cop in the act of writing on a wall above some piss-stalls, a 'dirty' message for all men generally and written with mis-spellings, just for a bit of harmless fun, to read as though it was done by someone in his early teenage years. I thought it might have raised a chuckle or two for any guy who read it while pissing. Who can honestly resist reading a few written words right in front of your eyes? But when this cop found me in the very act it was one of those cringeworthy times we've all experienced when you just want the earth to open up and swallow you. But I'll do that post another time - besides it's not easy to find pics on the subject to illustrate my narrative appropriately.


Most of the following are clearly deliberate flashings. At least one, maybe two, are 'accidental'.


First one is a burly labourer, standing at a counter, in order to buy something to improve his eyesight? - for when he looks in a full-length mirror, perhaps?


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Grandaddy has a strategically located rip in his jeans, and is waiting for someone to notice as they surely will very soon. And if it's someone he doesn't fancy, or someone of the 'wrong' sex, he can say "Oh sorry! I'd no idea. Just 'slipped out!'" But sure as shit I wouldn't mind letting that 'bait' of a silverdaddy cock catch me!


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Just relaxing in the open, fresh air, or has the sun gone to this couple's heads? I'd guess they're  taking tentative steps to see how much they can get away with. (No underpants, note!)


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Looks like this guy may be in a D.I.Y. store. With a bit of luck he might find a 'workmate' to do whatever he wants with him. Good luck, I say.


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 Going for full exposure at full kilt? One of the several benefits of this Scottish male dress is that it must be so easy to take a piss (and a shit) - with none of that fiddling around with buttons or zips, and then on your next layer, trying to fish your hosepipe out of your underpants, by which time you may be on the verge of panic, it taking so long, when you're fuckin' busting to go. You know exactly what I'm talking about, don't you?😁


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Even if he's aware of that tear in his jeans, which he obviously knows about, he might have forgotten about it at this moment. Okay, we'll give him the benefit of the doubt - but only just.


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As for the following three sporting ones, the first has a blatantly cheeky chap in front flashing his willy which the others, when they see the photo, might feel aggrieved at as he's stolen all the limelight from their own more respectable presences. Still quite funny, though.


 There's no doubt that the following was an accident, though I pity the poor guy who's undoubtedly found that a view of his todger has been splashed all over the Internet.                       


And the following? I don't know, but unintentional I'd guess.


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We've all been here like this happy sozzled trio of daddies, maybe not gay but who knows? A few beers to get us pissed and we think "Aw shit! What the hell! Let's just show it"  - and why not?


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This guy popped out on a busy street just to get some fresh air. And, boy, does it feel good! 

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I've kept my own favourite of this batch of flashers till last. A hairy guy looking so hot in both senses. Will it help if he took off what's remaining of his clothes? Maybe not but I wouldn't complain. I'd like to coax him indoors into the shade and give him a relaxing massage for starters, though overlooking that tat on his left thigh. By the time we'd finished I dare say I'd be as hot as he looks now.



Monday, 12 July 2021

Is this Randy Cox again, same proud father of twins, who I wrote about in last post?

 I found this by chance and it certainly looks like the same three, though done, perhaps, some time before the last pic, as the twin's father looks a few years younger here. But it's good to see them in action again, this time as a threesome, the twins worshipping their dad by giving him more than just lip-service, but tongue-service too, as their father finger-fucks the both of them simultaneously, the sheer pleasure written on his face being almost palpable. Such a happy family set-up, enough to gladden the cockles of anyone's heart - agreed?


It did me good to write at length in my last post about this man and how, when his wife had left him, he'd wasted no time in explaining to his growing sons the intricacies of sexual pleasure with their own bodies, with each other's, and, naturally, with his own, he being their tutor and guide through his demonstrations of the practicalities of all the activities, and the wide range of possibilities there are which men can have with each other. 
I had so much to write about because I didn't wish to omit any details, even though I had to keep breaking off because my recollections of how Randy went about his paternal duties would get me so 'stimulated' that it became impossible to get everything down without resorting to the copious use of the tissues which I kept by me - it being virtually impossible to type everything I needed to with just my left hand! 😄


Anyway, as we're on the subject of fathers and sons here are a couple more gems to help you keep your pecker up.😊 





Enjoy!

 

Wednesday, 7 July 2021

More brothers (all twins?) bollock-naked together.

 And they don't give a shit what anyone thinks - and why in fuck's name should they? With not a single one of them showing the slightest hint of embarrassment or shame, just as things should be, they are models of accepting what is a perfectly 'natural' attitude.

I found these pics quite by chance only yesterday which I'd 'stored' 8 years ago and had forgotten about. I may have posted some of them before but if so they're all good enough to show off again.

I also found more Wrangler men - a lot, in fact. I'll post them at a later date. It's seeing naked brothers together which is clearly the more popular.

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Tweedledum and Tweedledee:-

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Showering together. Do they soap each other's  'dangly bits' I wonder? And each other's bum-clefts and shitholes to make visually sure that all is clean down there? Even if one is going to have 'dirty' fun you do want to make sure that at least you start off clean, don't you, especially when you're gonna be doing a lot of licking?

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Three sets of twins who point the way forward, the middle pair slightly less enthusiastically.......




And these below look like they just couldn't hold back any longer. I'd happily lick their dropped loads from off the ground then suck out any residual spunk remaining in their cocks.


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Ready to make contact - even if it's with your brother...........






...........and contact made!




Happy bros, fiddling together with no shame.........


Two of the following pics are clearly triplets - and I wanna think the third is too, where at least the lower two are definitely brothers.......








Seeing a man suck his brother's cock gives me a special buzz, no less than a man sucking his adult son - or the other way around. Best of all is seeing two of them doing a double-suck 69, each feeding the other with his very own spunk. Can there be anything more intimate? It seems so natural, so logical, so generous, so complete - like finishing the circle. Just love to see it! 
But here's a 'normal' brotherly suck......



And to finish with, a wonderful shot of twins simultaneously applying their warm, wet tongues to the shitholes of two friends, who may themselves be twins for all I know. I hope so don't you? Just fuckin' beautiful! 😄 

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This is intriguing, ain't it?.........
The depiction of the twin's father really gives me tingles in a spot somewhere between my nut-sac and my lower hole. In my books this daddy is sure as shit-hot as they cum!
But if you wanna know how this situation came about with the three of them read on...... 


Randy Cox, 41, divorced and unattached, has lived alone with his twin teenage sons for six years since his then wife left him to be regularly fucked by another man, one who prefers women. Even while he was married, he was accustomed to wandering around the house stark naked, much to his wife's annoyance, she having warned him not to let their boys follow his example, though he'd had no trouble in parading himself naked in front of them too.  As soon as he was free from his ex-wife's fussy rules, the twins then being around 8 or 9, he explained to them that it was perfectly okay for them also to go about stark naked, which the three of them now did without any feelings at all of any shame, shyness or embarrassment. And when he observed them growing into young men he'd even explained to them that going about their own business with a hard-on was no big deal.....
"Just remember, boys. at your young age boners come and go, often with no apparent reason. Don't let it embarrass you. Remember, it only means something if you want it to mean something. And if it's getting in your way or is distracting you, no fuckin' problem - just go to the toilet and toss yourself off! Easy as taking a shit. Ha ha!" 

As the father realised that his sons were now into their teen years, each now sporting a noticeable fuzz of hair above their cocks, with hair also starting to grow out of their balls and in their bum-clefts, he'd taken the step of introducing them to the sexual pleasures which men can enjoy with their own bodies as well as with those of other men's - starting with his own, naturally. The small clump of hair above his sons' cocks had already been apparent, but it was when he was demonstrating to them the unique and incredible pleasure of having your shithole licked by another man that he had confirmed to him their hair was appearing in other places on their lower parts as well. When they were younger he'd already got both of them to suck on his titties, one on each at the same time, making him purrrrrrr contentedly, he having made sure that his super-stiff horn was covered away from their view. He'd reveal it to them in a couple of years' time. 

""I promise you boys, that once you experience how it feels you'll be begging whoever's licking you there never to stop, even when your hole feels it has gotten so sore you'll be wondering if it'll hurt next time you need to have a cack. Okay, now you first, Dick. Kneel astride my chest, your bum in my face, and bend right over like you're sucking on my toes. And Rod, you come round here beside me and watch carefully". 

So now Randy demonstrated to his sons the technique he'd honed to perfection over the years by licking lots of male shitholes.
As he had the bum of each of his boys right up close to his face, their puckered as-yet-virgin holes within four inches of his eyes (and a tongue's length away from his mouth) he couldn't help thinking of how in a few days' time he'll be ploughing both of them deep in turn - slowly and gently at first so as not to cause them so much discomfort as to put them off being fucked in future - both by him again and by other men, perhaps many other men.

So now on this particular evening, as he came into his boys' shared bedroom to wish them his regular goodnight by kissing their young cocks and they kissing his, he being totally naked as usual, it was such a very pleasant surprise to find them clenched together on the floor in a passionate double-suck embrace, sucking sounds interpolated by appreciative moans of pleasure. On and on it went. He'd not even yet told them of this Holy Grail of male cock fun, double-sucking, and here they were on the floor, their own curiosity and enthusiasm for exploring each other's body having discovered it for themselves, and now at last inevitably locked into that perfect mutual clench of symmetry which only two males together can achieve. As he watched them, smilingly and with enormous satisfaction, they were so absorbed in their sucking that both were oblivious to the fact that their father had come into the room, his eager, fascinated eyes taking in every move of theirs, and with his conspicuous pride in seeing what they were engaged in manifestly and physically evident by his excited body. 
How far they'd now come since that first time way back when he'd first presented his monster of a stiff tool to their amazed, open-mouthed looks - yet he knowing that with time their own currently modest-sized willies would grow every bit into the imposing extra 'limb' like he was now brandishing. They'd then not even yet started getting regular full erections, only semis which they didn't think anything of or knew of their significance. For them their willies were only bits of hosepipe made for them to piss out of. As for starting to masturbate, that was some way off yet, and when they finally did begin it would be in secret individually, though their father having drawn back the curtains, so to speak, on the activity as being perfectly normal and healthy, they'd soon find it only reasonable to toss themselves off in each other's presence and with shared participation, as well as doing it with their dad. So, before that time came, although they'd both already seen him naked many times, of course, when he now with this pole-like thing sticking up out of him, he coaxed them to kiss his full, furry balls and then to lick them. They were both at first a bit reluctant, but he eventually managed to persuade them by explaining that this was where their life started and so it deserved their love and respect. As he looked down at his precious boys shifting their naked bodies he could see that both of their cocks were standing up, though either they hadn't noticed themselves or they couldn't care. But he'd suck on them later. Then the told them to kiss and slowly lick his throbbing shaft, gradually getting higher and higher......until they came to the purple bulb of his nob-head, now shinily taut-skinned and quivering in an excitement he couldn't hide. He was on the edge. "Okay, boys. Now lick it like a lollipop!"  They giggled but were happy to do their daddy's pleasure. When he felt their warm, wet, pink tongues together, one on each side of his cockhead, licking away and laughing at such fun, THAT WAS IT!  "Aw, shit! Watch out boys - here it cums!" (Watch out for what?)...........  "Jeeeesssussss.......FFFUUUUUUUUCK!!!!" He SHOT OUT! The boys saw a flash of something white. The first warm spurt hit Dick smack in the right eye, and as they both cried out in surprise "OH!" his second spurt shot directly into the 'O'; of Rod's open mouth, hitting the back of his throat without even having touched his lips. He gasped out "It's okay, son. Don't worry, it won't...........(UH!)..... harm you. It's actually ........(UH!).....good for you. Just.......(UH).......swallow it. It's quite safe..........(uh)"  A couple more less powerful spurts, a couple of twitches.....and it was over. He lay back, his softening, diminishing cock above the hairy balls still glistening from the boys' spittle, now dribbling out the residue of his man-juice, his boys still looking on awe-struck, fascinated by the wonder of what they'd just witnessed. They were relieved that their father was okay, having thought for a few moments that he must have been in pain. He smiled at their amazed, anxious young faces, and then in his afterglow he wiped their splattered faces for them - then took a deep breath, ruffling both their hair in a kindly, fatherly way.
"Don't be alarmed, boys. Now you know what happens to all men when we think of sex and our willies turn stiff. When we rub ourselves there or someone else rubs us we get to shoot out a sort of white creamy stuff like bullets from a gun. It feels fuckin' great when it happens - and it will start happening to you as well before very long. So when it does don't be frightened. It's perfectly natural and happens to all grown men. Oh, and if you swallow it - it's called a number of things but I like to call it  'spunk' - if you swallow this spunk, either your own or another man's, it won't hurt you or make you sick. It's just something that will happen to you as you grow and experiment. But the more you swallow the faster you'll grow and the stronger you'll become. 
Okay, that's enough for now, boys. More tomorrow." 
He had no regrets at all for what had just happened. He knew that even in the present day there were tribes in Africa and Asia where, as part of their ritual of inducting an adolescent boy into manhood he'd have to be seen by senior male members of the tribe swallowing his own father's fresh spunk- in order to preserve the tribe' best qualities and pass it down the generations. And not only that. Sometimes it was mandatory for the boy to  ingest also the cum of any surviving grandparent, and even that of any elder brothers of the boy. And all this still happening today, despite the strenuous efforts of interfering Christian missionaries to put an end to this perfectly harmless tradition which has been going on for centuries, perhaps even millenia.
Randy Cox had no qualms at all about what had just happened between him and his sons. Dick and Rod had shown no signs of anxiety, only curiosity, so why should he care?  

But, Christ Almighty, how he now desperately longed to join them down on the floor! - his own cock, now pulsating stiffly, was fuckin' yelling at him to do so. However, he felt he ought to at least let his boys experience sex their own way, and without him if that's what they wanted - though if when they realised he was there they then invited him to join in, he would (as he hoped they might). While he looked fondly down on them, expecting that they were going to suck out and swallow each other's spunk, just as he'd previously on several occasions sucked both of them off himself, as they'd likewise sucked him off - and he discovering that his sons tasted identical - at this moment he knew that, thanks to his growing boys, he'd never felt prouder in his entire fuckin' life..........

So now you know.😄

Good on you, Dad!👍






 


Monday, 5 July 2021

Random pics of solo men - just 'cos I like 'em.

 One happy seaside flasher with sunny, winning smile.......


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Stunningly handsome young Indian. Two or three years after this shot was taken he must have had them kneeling in front of him.......in a queue.


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You need balls to do something like this..........


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Sizzling hot silver daddy - AND he's in the mood for some fun. Grrrrrrrrrrrr!


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Good-looker in the kitchen. Something tells me he's married. Hope it's to a man.


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And another stunningly attractive Indian - brandishing what looks like a stick of pink rock, which I'd sure like to lick, lick, lick for a loooooooong time.



Saturday, 3 July 2021

Wrangler men

 

I'm not expecting this posting to get a large count of viewers as it concerns one of my many fetishes, one which few others may relate to. And there's not a single cock or exposed bum in sight this time. (Sorry guys, but I have this very deep need to get the subject off my chest!)


The most popular denim wear for gays has always been Levi's for as long as I remember, though I've always been drawn to Wrangler jeans pretty well exclusively because of that devilishly sexy trademark label provocatively located on on the right back pocket, a label sometimes made in a leather-like fabric, in cloth and in rubber. I prefer the first of these, with a 'shine' that sometimes gives it an even more prominent highlight.

When a see a guy wearing Wranglers walking ahead of me I just cannot take my eyes off his bum. I wonder if whoever it was who first had the idea of putting a conspicuous label there was himself gay as I can't think of anything else that makes one's eyes - specifically my own - lock onto that spot, almost impossible to draw away from. And when that particular pocket contains something that puts a bit of a bulge there on the guy's backside, like a wallet, perhaps on a chain fastened to the belt (as I wear) then diverting one's glance is, for me, well nigh impossible. 

I read that Wrangler jeans are still favoured especially by 'cowboys' because they have more thigh-room and so is constraining when, for instance, riding a horse. That's a good enough reason for me, underlining their 'macho' reputation.

Here are a few examples I've found on the internet which get my todger perking up:-



  












I hope that none of these guys are wearing anything under their jeans. We don't need those bum contours blurred! I just wanna cup in my hand that sexy label on their rear end and to feel the male body underneath, letting my cock stiffen in response to the touch.

Oh, okay then. So this is me in my Wranglers, taken in a mirror fifty years ago, maybe even before my bumhole had first felt the glorious touch of another guy's warm, spitty tongue:-

Wranglers forever! - the one and only jeans for real men!