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Thursday, February 18, 2010

Coach Jeremy Hall teaches bad boy Turk Mason a lesson!

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Coach Jeremy Hall teaches bad boy Turk Mason a lesson! 

Monday, February 15, 2010

Drake Rock: Tony Douglas gets his first anal workout from a daddy

Drake Rock: Tony Douglas


After they took the still shots out in the courtyard, the reality of what was about to happen made Tony Douglas nervous.

'My girlfriend has wanted to use her dildo on me,' said Tony. 'No way! She even came home once with this little curved prostate massager. It didn't happen.'

'Then why are you here today?'

'The money,' he responded.

They started with a medium sized dildo and moved onto large anal bead toy. We're sure there is a proper name for it, like ass stretching thumper balls or something.

Drake, I truly believe this was Tony's first anal experience. Cocksucking, now that's another story. He's been in other videos. He's sucked cock and fucked guys, and he's a good little cocksucker. For a short time Drake thought he would be the first to get me off orally.

The 17 minutes 'Quickie' jumps right in at the point where Tony's ass hole is relaxed, gaping open, and taking the toy. It also has the anal bead section, Tony upside down and cumming in his mouth as Drake jacks him off, him sucking me, and his face drenched in Drake's cum.

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Tony Douglas gets his first anal experience at Drake Rock! There are some different more revealing photos in this set.

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Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Brandon Lewis, All-American golden boy jock who causes everyone to stop and stare - particularly bent dads.

Drake Rock: Brandon Lewis

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Brandon Lewis is what fantasies are made of - the All-American golden boy jock who causes everyone to stop and stare, or more so, wanting to have sex with him! With a brilliant smile, a up-beat personality, sculpted athletic build and perfect cock, people are drawn to him.

Drake asked what people noticed first about him. He answered in that sweet Georgian drawl, 'Probably my smile, then my eyes.'

'What about your ass?'

He smirked. 'If their cumming from behind it's definitely my ass. I like it when people come from behind. Especially when they come on my ass.' He laughed and winked.

Always smiling, always joking and yet sincere, Brandon is fun to hang with.

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Sunday, February 7, 2010

Jake Cruise: Robert Axel - Daddy treats his hole to a tongue bath.

Jake Cruise: Robert Axel

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Robert Axel is drop dead gorgeous. The body, the face, the ass, the cock—it's all amazing. Just having him stand there to flex and pose for Jake Cruise would have made his day. Of course, that's not what we love Jake Cruise for. That's right, it's another hard day at the office for Mr. Cruise. And does he ever suck on that beautiful cock—there's no disappointment from anyone.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Oh the Joys of Boys while Hosteling - bunking with younger men

This blog post was originally published on my JUB  Blog
by sunbuns99 on July 30th, 2008, 02:29 PM

[A reposted from my Travels with Sunbuns blog] by Kelly (sunbuns / sunbuns99 / sunbunz)

I'm not a youth any longer. Of course, I'm not really old either. I'm well into my 40s, but I love staying at youth hostels. The word 'youth' has been removed from most hostels now since it's perceived as 'ageist.' Nevertheless, the majority of guests at most hostels are young people - in particular, young men (aged 18-28) make up the largest group.   So .. there you have it!  That's one of the real attractions of staying in a hostel: the chance to hang out with, interact as a friend or sometimes mentor, and also gettting to see them in all their naked glory.

Yet, today's hostels are not just for the under-26 backpacker. You can often choose from a variety of room types (including privates or double) along with bunk beds in dorms. Some regular hotels even offer 'hostel' type rooms - such as the Gershwin in New York City.

Clearly, some people think these budget accommodations / dorm-type rooms and shared baths should be called 'hostile' - like QueerAngel (a poster elsewhere) said. True, a hostel can be uncomfortable. However,  comfort is not the only reason to stay somewhere - and it's especially true for a hostel. 
. But if comfort's what you need while on vacation, you probably wouldn't find it at most hostels. People who love the outdoors don't expect there to be comfort on a camping trip - so as I said staying in a hostel is a like indoor camping - group spirit, shared facilities, respect for individuality...
These other benefits of hostelling more than make up for the lack of comfort. Not to speak of the economy, I can stay 4 nights at a night (at least) for the price of one night in a 'comfortable' hotel. Each traveler is different and has different reasons and purposes for the trip. I am NOT trying to defend hostels or deny any traveler what's important for his / her trip, just asking you recognize that one style of vacation or one kind of hotel/accommodation would not suit everyone.
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I've almost never found anyone with whom I could not communicate (although I might not have actually have wanted to communicate (grin). It's like boy scout camp or a sleep-over or a college party (without the noise - hopefully).
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I enjoy the camaraderie that's generated when strangers esp. travelers (often single men and women) bunk together - it really is more like camping than a hotel stay - so it's not for everyone. But I really enjoy my stays because I fee free to be myself (more than when I'm home or at work). I feel comfortable being the 'gay' guy who is older, wiser, and knowledgeable, and friendly.
I'm not getting 'hit' on by my roomies and wouldn't really want that (at least on the surface). I just enjoy getting to know people, talking, and sometimes getting to see them live their lives in front of me. Sometimes there is 'sexual' attraction - but typically it's not mutual. Still.. my hostel roommates once all went skinnydipping at the local public beach late one night. (4 men and 2 women).

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The stay is really what you make out of it.. it can be unfriendly and lonely but normally if you open up to the idea and the possibilities, it can be a great time well spent. Sometimes you make a lot of friends because the group just congeals.

I have written about my 'hostel' stays in my blogs. There is never really anything 'hot' - no sex in the hostel room - but I have certainly had some great fun and got to hang out with some sexy guys and sometimes been naked together.

Before long, I'll be going to Hawaii, and I'll get to spend 3-4 days in a hostel. I'm really looking forward to it.

Seeing my Dad in his white undies

I do remember being fascinated by seeing my dad in his white undies and would try them on occasinally. Daddies are supposed to be masculine protective and loving. The idea of pleasing daddy is primal and erotic.
tastywalnut Here is a story I wrote:

I had just turned 18 and my parents were going through a messy divorce. They were high school sweethearts but my father had a dark secret: he was a gay man. He grew up in a conservative military family and he himself worked in the military for many years. My own coming up had stirred a lot of conflicting feelings in him. My coming out was the catalyst for his coming out. My mom was devastated. She would never forgive me. Mom moved in with her folks and I stayed with dad. I had the option to go with her but our relationship was strained by my coming out and the subsequent coming out of her husband. I loved my dad and was more than happy to stay with him anyway.

Dad was very handsome and well built. He had mischievous eyes, a moustache and a hairy chest. Dad and I got along well except that he was very disapproving of any man I was dating. According to him they were l jerks and not good enough for me. I was angry at this attitude but at the same time I felt strangely flattered. Not that I was dating many guys. I was spending most of my free time with dad. I enjoyed seeing his warm comforting smile and mischievous eyes. It felt warm to be near his masculine body. I felt guilty and tried my hardest to suppress my feelings. But it was quite difficult to suppress my urges. The sight of dad walking around the house in white briefs would make my heart race so fast I would feel dizzy. A couple of times I had been lucky enough to see him naked. I was fascinated by his cock. It was rather large, larger than mine. He was uncut and the foreskin completely enveloped his cockhead.

It looked much different than my smaller cut cock. I longed to see it up close and study it more. I would anxiously wait for him to leave the house and I would instantly run into his room and find his dirty laundry. I pleasured my self for hours fondling his socks and inhaling the sweet, musky, yeasty essence of his white briefs. I noticed that he started to look and smile at me more often. I would look away but it was difficult not to stare into his dreamy eyes. His looks gave me goosebumps. I wasn’t sure if it was just my imagination. I started walking around the house in my briefs because I knew they seemed to catch his eye. I felt guilty about doing this but could not control myself. Watching him trying to keep from staring at me was intoxicating. One night he came home from work late. He went out or drinks with co workers and was tipsy. I was lying on the couch reading. I was wearing tight blue briefs. His eyes fixated on my briefs and then he quickly looked away. I felt guilty for tempting him.

Guilty for trying to be make him attracted to me. He was my dad after all, what on earth was I thinking? He looked at me again. “God damn” he said. “How is it that you don’t have a boyfriend?”. “Because you chase them off” I replied. “You’re too good for them” “You deserve better. You are a prize. If you weren’t my son, I would worship you, I would” and then he stopped. “Never mind” he said. “No” I protested. “Finish your thought. If I wasn’t your son, you would what? What would you do? Because whatever it is that you want to do, I want you to do it”. That was it took. He pounced on top of me and locked his mouth on mine. I felt him push his tongue into my mouth and I greedily welcomed it sucking it in with all my might. His hand were all over my body and he reached into my underwear and grabbed my erect cock. He caressed my cock and balls and slid off my underwear. He was ontop of me and he started exploring my body. His moustache felt ticklish. He was still fully dressed as he took my cock in his mouth. I felt myself on the verge of coming but I desperately wanted to see, feel, smell and taste his cock. It was a challenge to get him to stop sucking me. After firmly pulling his head off of my crotch I took control of the situation and started taking his clothes off until he was in his sexy white briefs.

His large cock was bulging out of the white fabric a drop of moisture permeated the tip. I buried my face in his crotch and inhaled the sweet fragrance of daddies underwear. As sexy as he was in his underwear I knew it was time for them to come off. I ripped them off. There he was. Mischievous eye looking more mischievous than ever and all mine to enjoy. I gazed into his eyes for a moment, kissed him and buried my face his crotch. I sniffed his balls and pubes. After jerking off to his underwear for so long it felt unreal to smell the real thing. He smelled so good it was difficult to stop sniffing him. I kissed his cock and played with the long foreskin I had dreamed about for ages. I took his cock in my mouth and he moaned. It felt good to have daddies cock in my mouth and hear him moan in pleasure. To feel daddies cock moving inside of my mouth. I sucked him and felt his cock swell in my mouth. I was in ecstasy as my mouth filled with daddy’s foreskin juice and precome. He pulled my mouth off his cock and took me in his arms. There we were father and son. Our naked bodies entwined together as we kissed and our cocks rubbed lovingly together.

What could be more natural? We explored each other’s bodies and made love all night long. Daddy came in my mouth as I sucked him. I almost choked at the copious amount of fluid that exploded out of his body and into my mouth. I swallowed daddies come and felt it coat the back of my throat. In the morning we awoke and started fooling around again. He had me lie on my stomach and he caressed my ass. He kissed the sole of my foot and started kissing my leg slowly moving up until he got to my ass. He spread my cheeks and kissed my asshole. My body shuddered. He covered my ass with kisses and then buried his face in. I felt my heart race as I felt his tongue and moustache tickle my asshole. Having daddies mouth on my ass stirred something inside me. He glanced over and saw that he was jerking his cock as he rimmed me. Daddies tantalizing cock. I had never had anal sex before but I knew that instant that I needed daddies cock inside me. I pulled him up and pushed my ass onto his cock. He moaned and rubbed his cock against my crack. We stayed like this for a while until I grabbed his cock and pushed it onto my tight virgin asshole. “Oh daddy I want you to be the first”.

“Are you sure that you are ready for this?” “I need you inside me” He got up from the bed and went to get some lotion. He spread it on me asshole and probed me with his fingers. I felt my asshole relax and I felt his fingers enter inside me. He spread some lotion on his cock and pushed it against my asshole. Slowly he started to enter me. It hurt a little bit but the idea of him inside me was so stimulating that my asshole relaxed and welcomed him inside. He moaned and thrust. He kissed my neck and his moustache was ticklish. It felt so good to feel his powerful body on top of mine and have his cock inside me. Every time he thrust I would jerk my cock in ecstasy. He picked up the pace and I clenched my cheeks as hard as I could. He hissed and bit me ear. I heard him scream as he pushed his cock inside me and flooded my insides with his come. This pushed me over the edge and what felt like buckets of come shot out of my cock…

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Picture my Dad in his undies

Just to give some visual perspective. Here are the undies my dad wore. Not exactly the sexiest looking underwear, but on him they were quite captivating. The white soft fabric in contact with daddies privates. How could you not want to sniff it?

Here is more what my dad looked like, so you will have to picture him in the undies. Hairy, handsome and rugged he was a sight to behold. And he looked soo cute in the undies:

Here is what his cock looked like: Even unerect it was quite large. It was always a real treat to be lucky enough to catch a glimpse him nude. His foreskin looked raw and scary and would always draw my attention. I remember hearing daddy piss in the bathroom and thinking about the warm liquid flowing out of his penis.

Intimate father-son bonding:

Father knows best (Part 3)

I rewrote the same story but this time from the father’s perspective. Because after all father knows best.

Dads story:
I remember the first day I realized I was falling for my son. We were on a family vacation by the beach. I remember being captivated at a what a strapping and handsome man my son was developing into. I didn’t think anything of it but found it difficult to take my eyes away from his beautiful young body. I remember noticing several women on the beach admiring him. That’s’ my boy, I remember thinking proudly. His bathing suit fit him so perfectly I remember thinking he could be a model. I had a camcorder I recently bought and was shooting lots of footage of our extended family. But I made sure to capture as much footage of him frolicking around the beach in his bathing suit as I could. Lucky for me the camera had a very good zoom lens so I capture some great close-ups.

We were staying with my wife’s family. After the beach we returned to their house and everyone took turns showering and getting ready. I walked into the bathroom to shower and locked the door. I was about to enter the shower but froze when my eyes caught sight of my son’s bathing suit. I picked it up and my heart started to race. I turned it inside out and felt the soft fabric. Fabric that not long ago had been in contact with my son’s ass, my son’s balls and his cock. My son’s cock. I had sprung a huge aching erection. I mustn’t have these feelings, its my son, I thought. But there was the bathing suite and there were some pubes and my heart was racing. I turned on the shower to cover any noise I might make and jerked off while fondling his bathing suit and thinking about him on the beach.

I edited the beach video and removed all extraneous footage so that it featured only my son. This video became my primary beating off material. When I was alone at home I would go to my son’s room and swipe a pair of his used undies. If I was lucky I would get his sweaty underwear from after the gym. I would jerk off while sniffing the undies and watching the video.

Then the unexpected happened. My son came out of the closet. This was a shock to me and my wife. It stirred up a lot of feelings in me. If my son was brave enough to come out it was time for me to do the same. So I did and my wife left us. She was hurt and angry but it was difficult for me to believe it was a complete shock for her since our sex life was basically nonexistent. It felt good to finally be out. I dated men and it was fun but I had not stopped longing or my son. If anything my feelings were growing stronger since we were alone at the house. I was insanely jealous of his boyfriends and did my best to scare them away. I had always loved my son but was I falling in love with him?

I still loved the video but as luck would have it my son started walking around the house in his underwear or sometimes a jockstrap. I remember one time sitting on the kitchen table as he did the dishes in tight blue briefs. I could not stop staring at his perfect ass. I actually drooled on the kitchen table. My cock felt very constricted in my underwear and pants. At first I thought that he was walking around in his underwear because he felt more uninhibited now that his mom was away. But I started to wonder if something else wasn’t going on. I started to feel like he was putting on a show for me. Or was it just my imagination?

One night I came home from work after having drinks with coworkers. I was feeling very relaxed and slightly tipsy. There was my son on the couch in skimpy undies. I stared at his sexy body and my eyes were drawn to his crotch. Was it my imagination or did he have an erection? He caught my eye and I felt flustered. I didn’t know what to say. “How is it that you don’t have a boyfriend?”. I blurted out. “Because you chase them off” he replied. I became overcome with emotions.“You’re too good for them” “You deserve better. You are a prize. If you weren’t my son, I would worship you, I would” and then I stopped. What was I thinking? “Never mind” I said. But he protested and told me that I could do him whatever I wanted. I looked at his crotch. Definitely an erection hiding underneath that fabric. An erection that I desperately want in my mouth. I pounced on him and me started making out. It was so nice to kiss him and taste his mouth. I greedily explored the insides of him mouth with my tongue. My hands finally got to explore the luscious body I had longed for. My mouth finally got to taste my son’s cock. And how nice he tasted. His cock was exquisite. My cock is large and uncut. It’s scary looking. His cock on the other hand was beautiful. Like a work of art. Perfectly sized with a delectably pink head. I stared at the head. His piss slit was accumulating moisture which I happily lapped up with my tongue.
We explored eachothers body all night. We rubbed our cocks together. Daddie's larger foreskin draped cock rubbing lovingly against son’s cut cock. Funny how much heat you can generate rubbing two sticks together. We certainly were shouldering. I sucked his fingers, his toes, his nipples, his balls and of course his cock. He was very intent on sucking me and I let him have at it. To me my cock was always ugly looking but apparently not to him. He was fixated on it. He nibbled my foreskin and slipped his tongue underneath, savoring his dad’s juices. I lay back an enjoyed the sensations of having my cock enthusiastically sucked on by my loving son.

In the morning I awoke first. He was lying on his stomach and I was staring at his perfectly shaped firm young ass and beautiful slightly hairy legs. I started caressing his ass and he woke up. I kissed the sole of his foot and worked my way up his leg, kissing as I went along. I got to his ass and I spread his legs apart. I looked at the beautiful pink hole and kissed it. I felt his body twitch. His ass was covered with soft hair. I covered it with kisses and buried my face in, pushing my tongue into his fresh pink asshole. He moaned and pushed his ass against my face as I jerked my cock and rimmed him. I thought about other things we could do. As if he read my mind he pulled me up and positioned his ass on my cock. He told me he wanted me to be the first. My mind said “YES YES YES YES”, but I didn’t want to rush him.
I asked if he was sure and he said he was ready. I know I certainly was. Infact I was concerned I would not be able to enter him without blowing my load. I worked his asshole with my fingers sliding them inside him as his asshole relaxed. I entered him very slowly. My cock is rather large and I did not want to hurt him so I was very slow and gentle. I felt my cock slide inside him and be enveloped by his warm silky moist insides. I was close to coming so I did not thrust at all but just let my cock rest inside him. There we were father and son bonded together in the most intimate carnal way possible. I kissed and bit his neck and gently moved my cock around inside him. “How do you like it to have daddies cock inside you?” I asked. “Feels so good” he moaned and clenched his cheeks on me. The clenching felt unreal. I puckered my lips and sucked air. He knew the clenching pleased daddy. He continued clenching and moaned “fuck me daddy, fuck me daddy”.
I didn’t answer but if I did it would be “YES YES YES YES”.

Exposed to young Dr. M in hospital

by sunbuns99
first published on April 17th, 2008, 02:01 AM on my blog at
Today is the last of my week-long hospital stay. Young Dr.M, who I described in an earlier posting, had already visited me once,so I thought any chances of him seeing nude were unlikely. But - what do you know! - he came back to say he needed some photos to document how I had healed.
What luck! I was wearing my gown with nothing underneath. Of course,I knew this was my flashing opportunity come true! So I disrobed while on the bed right in front of him. He was very professional, but my cock started swelling up. It took him a few minutes to get the photos - mostly close-ups. By this time, my cock was nearly erect and starting to leak. I was delighted he didn't just hurry away, but stayed a couple more minutes and chatted - all the while letting me show him my naked body, cock and balls. I think he somehow knew that this was a more intimate kind of bedside manner that this patient really needed and appeciated!