A Great Flip Flop

I've had the big time hots for the guy on the right for ages - partly cos he's so great in a ton of sizzling videos.

So I'm dead jealous of his 'friend' here, from the first hot tongue-in-mouth action ...


... through the nip nipping ...


... and butt nipping ...


... (though this might be more than just a 'nip') ...


... to the serious dick-down-throat business ...




.. and its flip flop ...


This is obviously a gratuitous extra shot of the other guy's dick - which would definitely get him through our front door too, no sweat ...


But back to the main business ...




Do you reckon, with some kind of serious method acting techniques, there's any possibility I could somehow insinuate myself into this next steaming flip flop action ...






... probably not with out seriously disturbing my mental balance ...




So fuckin hot when they flip flop and his friend's bout to blow ...



All that cum splashed everywhere is making my mouth water!

The Need for A Certain Detachment

Dry Stone or Zen Garden, Ryoanji Temple, Kyoto, Japan (my photo)

I've been looking for a mantra word today to use to keep a range of ideas at the front of my mind - thoughts related to the greater and lesser degrees of attachment I have to the way others see and judge me. And to the ways I react to this and wish I didn't - somewhat Sartre's 'mauvaise foi'.

So the talisman could be 'detachment'. Which I hope will develop a kind of Buddhist 'attachment disorder'.

There's no crisis going on here - just some calmish reflecting!

I was also thinking how such detachment can be promoted by contemplation, for example, of a Zen garden, like the dry stone garden at the Ryoanji Temple in Kyoto, Japan, designed and laid out in the C15. Which I visited in the late 80s.

Being only 30 by 10 metres, this Zen Garden is small and easy to encompass with your mind.


The fifteen rocks of various sizes are distributed in groups over a raked pebble ground so that only fourteen are visible at any one time and from any perspective - the last appearing in the mind's eye when a state of spiritual enlightenment is achieved.





Needless-to-say I saw only fourteen stones.

And I suspect I'm a very long way off seeing that last one grouped in there with its fellows.

But that's ok!

While We're In The Region ...

While we're in the region of trails and bushes, it'd seem kinda stupid not to have a post on balls, particularly featuring those big mouth-wateringly fleshy ones that're impossible to keep out of your mouth!

Now I'm always surprised how much variation there is in sacks ...
















... though the wrinkly firm 'walnut' sack is a bit lower on my list of must-suck nuts than most ...


But what makes me hotter than anything is when balls tighten up against the base of a guy's dick as he gets more and more excited ...





I reckon it's impossible to imagine a nuts post without some close-up and personal shots ...







And with all those balls right right in front of your face, it's hard not to imagine ...


... going right for them!