Spandex Sports Dicks

As we all know, guys need to think about sex about ... every 30 nanoseconds. A biological fact - no dispute.

So when you're out and about, you just have to take advantage of any and all perving opportunities that come your way. The public full frontal doesn't present itself that often! Of course if it does, for you ... post us immediately and tell us what the fuck we are doing wrong. No, we DO all know about the public toilet scene - I mean ... anything else.

One outdoor opportunity is the sports spandex dick.

Now, from the point of view of the spander (the wearer) as opposed to the spandee (the watcher), the real challenge is selecting the right look out of the whole gamut achievable by this wonder fabric.

On the spandex vulgar-ometer, if 1 (or 'classically tasteful') is Brandon Routh ...


... and 10 (or 'cheap and slutty') is my good friend here ...


... how would you rate the following guys:

A

B

C

D

E

Of course, sometimes the spander's basket needs a bit of major re-arrangement, to get it in good order for stuff like the group photo. (Just realized t!his guy could/should also be scored on the vularometer as a 10!)


Yep, that's better ...


... though I reckon we now have the equivalent of the Edwardian mono-bosom - no separation and delineation ...


... like the great S and D achieved here:


Okay, Mister de Mille!


Having said all this, there are still (maybe rare) opportunities for clapping your eyes on the public full frontal.






Such a great end to the post, don't you reckon?

Teo Gets Rimmed and Then He Fucks

I don't need to say a damned thing!




If I did, you'd be just TOOOOOOO far gone to understand a single word! Like me right now!

Nash - Classic Good Looks

I must confess I still have a thing for good-looking model-ish guys. Thought I was more highly evolved ... but sadly ... NO!

So 'clean-cut', 'handsome', 'fresh' and 'clear-eyed' do it for me. Well, some of the time. Now I'm thinking of that dick-upward-bender and general spunk-meister Cole. Maybe you guessed?

Anyway, back to Nash. ... ... Mmm, do I have to? Guess I do. The pics are already uploaded and my mind is going a bit in his direction. Here goes, then.


Well, one day, our model was just lounging around in bed. When he had a strange sensation ... kinda down there. You know, between his legs.

So, being an inquisitive sort of guy, he decided to investigate. And to his astonishment ...


... and absolute delight ...


... he remembered that he had a great big thick throbbing dick, well, biggish ...


... the Alzheimer's had cleared away - entirely!

And so he ... actually guys, you'll need to get Antipodeanpt aka Peter Bear to explain the next two photographs - if you really need any exegesis.



And then, after an intense 15 minutes of self-examination and generally trying to have filthy and erotic thoughts session, Nash finally decided he'd better go and have a shower ... to freshen up!


He felt all nice and clean again!

The moral of this rather short and savory tale, my friends, is - old habits die hard, very.

Self-Absorbed Hugh

Just got a pestering email from Hugh @ Fratmen ...


... demanding to be posted again!

He's so damned pushy - but in the end, only out of pity, I gave in - for some reason or other that is just beyond my grasp.

Anyway, these are the pics he sent me to post ...










Look, I can't help thinking he's dick obsessed - with a bit of a foot fetish thing going on the side.

He claims he's related to Cole, mainly cos of the similarities of their big dicks ...





... hairy bubble butts ...


... and their foot fetishes ...



But I'm not so sure. Well, maybe. But I reckon they just crossed paths at Fratmen.com and Hugh's imagination took hold from there.

What do you think?

Family Flying in August 1920

Aircraft in Flight on 13 August 1920 in Queensland, Australia

My great grandmother must have been one of the first aircraft passengers in Australia.

On the 17th March 1920, she paid the then huge sum of ten pounds (around twenty dollars) for a ten minute flight - hardly time to get up before coming down!

My Great Grandmother, 1900

Happily she saved the ticket issued to her by Australian Aircraft Pty Ltd.

It has two sections: 'This portion to be retained by the passenger' and 'This portion to be given to the pilot'. The ticket indicates the name of the pilot ('Capt. Legget') and the type of aeroplane used ('AW'). I'm a bit surprised by the degree of administrative detail for what was essentially just a very early and short joy ride. But I guess it could have been for souvenir purposes as much as anything else.

The figure '4' top right shows she was the fourth person to try out this new fangled contraption!

But the momento of this occasion that is for me most interesting is her pencil written account of the event - while still in the air!

She records the take off ('the air 5pm 17-3-20') and the landing ('5.10pm going to land').

Then she puts down her sensations:

'Flying near Inglewood. S M White. Sensation great. Paddocks look like garden beds. Motor cars look like dogs'.

And I now remember this was not unlike my own first experience - the fascination with the miniaturisation of ordinary things like houses and trees and roads and so on.

My great grandmother later added in ink down the left hand side that she flew at '1000 ft in air' and 'Travelled 12 minutes'. And down the right hand side that the plane was an 'Armstrong Whitworth Aeroplane 160 HP'.

I'm guessing that the aircraft she took could have been like the one pictured above, flying in Australia on the 13th August 1920.

My great grandmother's experience makes me feel in actual contact with one of the bigger events of history - the accomplishment of flight!

Mystery Object - Elaborated

Obviously, no prizes for guessing we had a male 'chastity belt' in our midst ...


... but what I didn't tell you was that I'd held back my absolute favorite style ...


... which has a kinda Porsche Carrera look ... it's the high gloss and the sleek elegant classic curves ...


... a similarity made more striking when 'a la maison' or 'in place' ...



... just imagine yourself driving this hot shiny 'baby' down to your local gay watering hole ... .

Though perhaps I've stretched the idea one stage too far! What do you think?

Or is this elaboration enough to change your minds about getting one for your 'utilities' cupboard?