Classic Bad boy Good boy photoset. my Master’s idea. Someday in the future i’ll probably redo this and make it better. Hopefully by then i’ll have an actual camera. And i’ll be able to devote more time to making it look good.
A good lesson to remember but…fuck. Pringles are so tasty. I hope you got some as a reward. Also, you look a lot more mature in the last picture. Keep up the good training!
“Man that was some hunt today huh?"
"I can’t believe the size of that buck we bagged.” Bob shook his head.
“Yeah me neither!
"Hey I got an idea, why we don’t go back to my place? My cousin is staying with us and he’s an excellent cocksucker. I could sure go for a blowjob right about now.”
“….What? Getting your cock sucked by a dude? That’s not my thing Bob, I’m into chicks.”
“Oh come on Rusty, you’re getting it all wrong! Who knows cocks better, a man who was born with one or a chick? AJ does this thing with his fingers over your balls during climax…man you will have a seizure it feels so good. How’s this for a deal – if you don’t like it, I’ll buy you a hooker in apology.”
“Noooow you’re talking. Alright, I’ll try this out, but I ain’t no fag.”
“It’s not about bein a fag! Rusty, it’s about the best blowjob of your life. Trust me on this.”
Sigh.“Ok. Fine. But if you’re buying me a hooker, I want a Latina girl.”
[Next year’s hunting trip…]
“Hey Frank, wanna go back to Bob’s place and get blowjobs? His cousin AJ does has this ridiculous technique, it’s like being jerked by an angel.”
“What? Rusty I didn’t think you were gay!”
“Pfft, I used to be the same way Frank. I’m straight but man, Bob was right – men know their way around a cock way better than any chick. AJ is a total pro at this the way Tiger Woods is about golf. It’s better than porn star quality. You should experience what AJ does to your balls. You’ll have wet dreams about it later, fantasize about it while driving…”
“…Sounds like you’re making it up.”
“Fuck no, Frank! Come on, let’s go get Bob and go back to his place. AJ will be happy to see us.”
I want to source this, but I can’t remember where it’s from 🙁 It does not belong to me, however.
As a little boy growing up in England, all Thad wanted was to run away to the jungle and be like Tarzan. No more homework. No more oatmeal. No one stiff church clothes. When Thad got older, he eventually accepted it was far too late to be raised by apes… and he was far too spoiled by modern life to stick it out in the brutal untamed wilderness. So, Thad did the next best thing – he joined the circus. Got the same reaction from his mother and everything.
(Post is fictional; this is American model Apollo Bird.)
Love is sharing myself with you.
(Photographed by thomassynnamonphotography.tumblr.com)
Here, one of the house slaves has been called to the sauna to serve guests. His cute butt is getting some attention.
You can always tell which boys are owned property here because they’re all tagged with barcodes and RFID chips. It tracks guest activities yes, but it also tracks the boys’ movements around the compound so no boy gets kidnapped and no boy escapes his contract early. Could have used collars, sure, but the owners needed someway to monitor their stock and keep them totally naked. Win/win.
The gift with endless uses – a power bottom! Comes with free hat with this limited time offer.
I walk out into the backyard to skim the pool and am alarmed to find someone skinnydipping in it “…And who the hell are you?” I demand.
“Me? I am Blaž, foreign exchange student. From Croatia.”
“Foreign… that’s you?” I gasp. I knew he was coming today, but I was expecting some gawky teenager dressed in ill fitting, 80s clothing like he just stepped out of the Eastern bloc. Not a hunky blond Hugo Boss model.
He furrows his brow at my reaction. “It not ok I’m in pool? It very hot today. Ms. Hartford said ok.”
“No no…. it’s ok. It’s more than ok. Matter of fact… mind if I join you? Just let me get my goggles. Wanna be able to see underwater…”
“What…?” I wedge my shovel in the dirt, “You don’t know if your cock is cut or not?”
He stutters, “I …um.. no. I was sick with the flu that week in sex ed, and my parents were super up-tight. They didn’t want any ‘dirty books’ in the house.”
I look at Jeff and he’s trying his hardest not to snicker. We already give our co-worker a lot of shit for being named Robyn, but I’ve been active in trying to be nicer to the kid.
“Well Rob, I suppose it’s about time you learned!” I pull off one of my gloves and unzip my pants. I slip my hand in and heft out my cock and balls. “This is what a circumcised penis looks like.”
His jaw drops at my actions and his face turns red, “That’s – your.. oh my god. ”
Jeff spit his chewing gum into the hole we were digging. “…Oh come on, Robyn, don’t tell me you’ve never seen another man’s wiener before? Not in the locker room or nothing?”
“N-n-n-no..” he replies.
Jeff can’t contain it anymore and explodes with laughter. While slapping his knee he yells, “We got ourselves a doe eyed virgin here!”
“Oh be nice Jeff, at least he doesn’t have to look at your ugly dick.”
“Hey, the Doctor said it was the ugliest genitalia he’d ever seen. In his whole career. And he’s like 60. I’m proud of it.”
I look over at Robyn. He’s still staring at my cock like someone glued his vision to it.
“What?” I say to him.
He jerks back as if I snapped him out of a daze, “It’s just… it’s just… more…you know, big. It’s more, what’s the word…inflated?”
Behind me I hear Jeff start to wheeze.
“Well, I don’t like to cum for a few days, makes it more fun that way. Keeps it nice and fat. Man it feels good with the breeze on it, shame we can’t work naked.”
Robyn’s face is still the color of strawberries. “I …um.” He rips his eyes away and busies himself with a flat of morning glories. “Well I guess I’m uncut then.”
“Well there you go Robyn! You finally get an answer to that.” I tuck my package back in my pants and zip up. Jeff seems to be having problems breathing from this hilarious little encounter and has stumbled off to the truck to get his inhaler. When he’s out of ear shot I side up to Robyn and say low under my breath, “Ya know kid if you’re ever curious about what it’s like with another man, just ask. I let a lot of curious college kids play with it. Ya know, if you want. Never too late for sex ed.”
Robyn’s eyes are the size of tea saucers. He makes an excuse to go get water and flees.
You can imagine my shock when our doe-eyed virgin took me aside three weeks later and told he had questions…so many, many questions.
Dancing in the rain …in his birthday suit??
Photo by Walter Kurtz.
