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The minute I slipped off my boardies I got an erection. Guys noticed. They stared at me. I felt really self conscious about it and it wasn't going down. I was at full mast standing, sitting or laying down. While I sat I covered it with my towel. I never do this but I just couldn't get over the stares.
It isn't really about naked pics. It is about me exposing by deepest sexual secrets and leaving myself and my soul completely naked for the world to see.
Way back in the early 2000's I discovered a need to be vulnerable and naked in front of others, whether it be in public, among other naked guys, among clothed guys, or in front of authority.
Sometimes I like to be tied down, spanked, flogged and tortured. Sometimes I like to be physically examined and humiliated by someone of authority. I am a complete exhibitionist.
I also like to see others in the same situation where I am the one clothed or the one in authority.
I am not the greatest writer in the world. Some may say I stink and that I should keep my day job. I am not writing this blog to be a writer but to record my exploration of these fetishes. Every story is as accurate as my memory allows except the names of the people I encounter and most of the pictures. The pictures in this blog are, for the majority, not me. I pulled most of them from various sites on the internet. I will give credit to the individual photo owners when I know where they came from. If you see a pic that is yours and you want to take it down just let me know.
I watched from my not so distant cage as the young well muscled and naked slave boy sat on the cold stone floor and stroked his cock. He was only days new to our Master's collection of boys and being trained intensely. Only hours had past since his last session and was already horny and his cock hard. It had to be those supplements they feed us everyday. All of us boys have erections more often than not.
I stripped off my clothes and put the briefs on first. It was almost impossible to put on, but I managed. My cock had already grown hard and was barely contained inside. My pubic hair was sticking all the way out as the top of the shorts rested at the lowest point on my abdomen where my cock begins. The shirt was next. It ripped a little as I put it on and cut off the circulation in my arms. As I pulled it down over my torso, I knew there wouldn't be enough material. The damn thing stopped short of my navel so the area between it and my crotch was fully exposed.
I sure am glad he's got the hot body going for him...
Posted by: ryan | Thursday, June 19, 2008 at 06:21 AM
Actually, with some training he could learn a bit more control, get rid of the accent and sing properly. He already knows piano, which is a plus. And I'd certainly be willing to give free lessons ^_^
Posted by: Mike | Thursday, June 19, 2008 at 08:31 PM
He's a bit melodically challenged ... but with a chest like that, who cares?
Posted by: John | Sunday, June 22, 2008 at 02:52 PM
loved the song video, hot guy made the music really enjoyable, send more.
Posted by: Roger/San Diego | Wednesday, June 25, 2008 at 06:10 PM
@ the people propagating themselves as music connoisseurs:
You're not, and he's not trying to be. STFU.
Posted by: Alex | Thursday, June 26, 2008 at 05:00 PM
hot guys make life more enjoyable!
lol
jay
Posted by: jay | Friday, June 27, 2008 at 08:51 AM
good site
Posted by: mnp | Friday, June 27, 2008 at 12:20 PM
That reminds me ... been meaning to pick this up.
I think he should put the camera at an angle from the back corner of the piano & invest in a vocal mic. :^)
Posted by: MaxHedrm | Saturday, June 28, 2008 at 03:01 PM
I just wanted to tell you yat you need to come here and sing, you are great, you have a wounderful voice, if you had an album i would buy it, and nice body to.
Posted by: Boyd | Saturday, July 05, 2008 at 04:04 AM
There is nothing redeeming about his guy. Shut your mouth, close up the piano, put on a shirt, and get the fuck out of here!
Posted by: Nik | Saturday, July 26, 2008 at 04:08 AM
There is nothing redeeming about his guy. Shut your mouth, close up the piano, put on a shirt, and get the fuck out of here!
Posted by: Nik | Saturday, July 26, 2008 at 04:10 AM
Now, now, Nik. Play nice. You wouldn't appreciate anyone saying such a thing to you, now would you?
Posted by: Kit | Saturday, July 26, 2008 at 05:08 AM
dear sir, i'm thinking of having a birthday party for self in september and you would be frosty entertainment. If I provide the piano will you play?
Posted by: Lawrence Doane | Saturday, August 23, 2008 at 08:03 AM