Saturday, February 26, 2011
Paris was great. Raphael was great. We walked along the Seine looking for good books, drank coffee in brasserie 'les joues rouges', were underneath the Eiffel Tower with camera in hand, and watched the skyline of Paris appearing during dusk. Again, Raphael took me to his flat, second floor. At the end he cummed all over me. We fell asleep naked on the floor.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
I did not like Paris. I was a tourist. On Montmartre the streets were empty while it rained. But it didn't took long before Raphael crossed my way. He was handsome, had short hair and tempting eyes. His flat was on the second floor. We fucked for hours. His body was masculin, his cock a loaded bazooka. The next morning I went for croissants down the street.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
"Is this the cock that I was dreaming of" Jack was thinking in the morning. Yet he had a boner. His boyfriend was working early that day but however made him pure black coffee. Jack was thinking more about some studs in strings playing along. And there he sat, watching his long uncut cock going hard from underneath his sheets. With a rod between his legs and strings in his head he went for some coffee. Along the way he watched himself in the mirror, inspecting his lovemachine. He couldn't wait for his boyfriend to come home. The boyfriend, a thick loaded cock, did come home. As a surprise for Jack he bought him a Clever jockstrap.
Jack never forgot that day.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
Hello again! After a while of silence on my blog I thought, f*ck it, it's the inspiration that counts and it has to be shown and seen. I decided to retake my adventure. In a haze of sleepiness and intoxication this drawing was created. Don't ask me why, it's an impression. Who knows I'm seeking for perfection of the (gay) male body. Interesting topic. Who doesn't anyway? It's my pen/inspiration telling me to decide and if the result is satisfying I put it here.
I hope you like it, love it, hate it, just anything.
It's an impression, it's a fantasy, it's like real
Monday, May 24, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
END OF STORY
Mister: 'So, you want to have some coffee now?'
Gigolo: '(dripping) Yes, and a cigarette please...'
Mister: 'Here is your dirty money.'
Gigolo: 'Thank you, next time i'll do it for free.'
Mister: 'Your welcome, just call my neighbor!'
Sunday, May 16, 2010
THE DOOR CLOSED
Gigolo: 'So, what do you want to do?'
Mister: 'I'm not shure. I was just about to make some coffee.'
Mister: 'But I see you are already undressed.'
Gigolo: 'Indeed. Where do you want to begin, I don't have much time.'
Mister: 'Unfortunately I'm very bad at decisions.'
Gigolo: 'Ohh, I'm losing this pants. (pose) Does my ass turn you on?'
Mister: 'That's hard to tell from here.'
Friday, May 14, 2010
Gigolo: 'Goodevening Mister, you called for service?'
Mister: 'No not particularly, that must have been my neighbor, but he is gone at the moment. Why don't you come in, please. (thinking: and make some dirty money!)
Gigolo: 'Thank you. I get a lot of these situations you know.'
Mister: 'I can see that.'
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
As Jack went down the alley his breath was short. He had the suspision to be followed. Several times he looked behind him but didn't want to catch attention. No, he wasn't being followed. A bar caught his eye and thought this could be a short hidingplace. Emmediately his breath shortend again. No, this was not the place to be, but to stay low profile he sat down at the vault and ordered something cheap. Now the door opened, and in came a stud. His pants seated tight around his ass and his properly visible cockbubble. He didn't care, all he wanted was booty that night. Now Jack went buzurk so he hurried to the toilets, but it was merely to late. The stud already caught him naked on the jar. With Jack's ass sliced to the sides, he fixed a condom over his cock and thrusted his thick loaded cock into Jack's asshole.
Sunday, May 09, 2010
The forest. A campfire, warmth in the evening.
Hot coals smoldering in the darkness.
Among the gathered people, I saw his black hair,
his smooth skin, two seductive eyes.
The huge forest, our playground in which we took off.
His kisses, pleasing.
His sweet butt, blurred in darkness.
Back to the campfire, extinguished after all.
Thursday, May 06, 2010
Talking about sexuality, in particular lesbians. I saw something funny, touching, maybe amorous today. I was sitting on the bus at the station, waiting to get moving. On the sidewalk two girls were standing, heavely embracing each other. There wasn't any stopping, just pure affection. They kissed and hugged turbulently, suddenly started to cry. Real love I thought. I looked at a fellow traveler and we laughed. He said: 'farewell for a long time'. I nodded.
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Instead of editing this post with sleazy pictures I want to tell you a little story...
'Get down' he said.
The party was over. The kitchen looked like a mess. The pool was empty except for a floating undie. Tables full of liquer and boose. All alone now.
Our coffee wasn't even cold before he pulled down my pants. I spilled on my shirt, he took it off. I looked at him. My fanstasy was looking through his shirt while sipping my coffee. Music played in the background. He went to the kitchen, got his coffee and poured the hole cup on his shirt. With a light smile he leaned against the sink. Waiting, waiting, until his torso was completely wet, saturated by coffee. I stood before him and laid my hands on him. We quickly removed his shirt. I licked his nipples, his belly button, and starting to open his pants.
'Get down' he said.
Monday, May 03, 2010
Sunday, May 02, 2010
Saturday, May 01, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Let's watch this closely. This is actually a publicityshot for Clever underwear. It quite turns me on and I think I'm not the only one. He has a tight ass and the string fits him well. The
Another example of desire. This string requires to be torn and...?!