Showing posts with label Hunks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hunks. Show all posts

Monday, October 1, 2012

Will Grant

We adore you, Will Grant.






We worship you, Will Grant.

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 We love you, Will Grant.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

A Letter to an Old Soul


Ok, I wrote a similar note a few blogs back: A Letter to a Young Soul.

Gay Love Graphic
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Here's another one, still about the dirty word we all love to hate. The FORCE we try to fight, avoid and dismiss as too overrated, overused, abused, weaponized with high grade plutonium that will scare Israel into World War 3: love, luv, lurv, my dripping, sappy heart. Ick.

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But beyond all the poetry of that magical fantasy that everyone hopes for: To love and be loved in return---cue Moulin Rouge theme---I have not really met anybody who is immune to this kind of sea sickness, me included.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

eCupid & Condoms

When you download, read the fine print.

And for godssake, have a current antivirus ready.

Play it safe with condom. Play it safe with AVG, Kaspersky, Norton and the gang of other flavors.

 

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Striptease

Please don't. Just don't.

Don't look at me like that.

This is just commerce, a simple transaction.

I give; you do, no more, no less.

Isn't this what we both need?

I get your show, your slow dance. You get what you need, the wads and bills.

Please.

Let's just go on. It doesn't have to be complicated....


 

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Amusements: Star Date Log 15-5-2012



Is it easier now? There are a lot more of the anonymous worlds where Narnians and other creatures of the wardrobe can purr and play?

Yes, sometimes we wonder when we wake up if the happy surprise will finally arrive. Will he finally send that stray text or email that will lead to something wonderful. We wish, not too much, but just with a whiff to send us off our day.

We Heart It
We note, wryly and sometimes with a hint of dread, how wicked hope pumps us with anticipation.....

We've had enough false starts to know better and many bated breaths to invest too much..... Enough already. Days that buoy up like helium sheathed in primary colored latex. Days that turn up and then just as easily turn leaden with pins and needles.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Oh, Bernardo

Your rims are solid, sure and hot. Can I take a bite now?

Guys Next Door

Winter Warmth

Winter is coming.

Bring in the body heat, dammit!

   

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Hot & Sticky: William Levy

Yes, they do drop by once in while. So you grab and grapple and never ever let go. Here's one eye candy that's sticky, sweet and Cuban hot.

He's coming to your small screen via Dancing With the Stars. Not a telenovela. More gyrations and hotness, surely?




He who shall be named "William Levy."

Oh, of course, more pictures to follow! In descending order of decency!



Here's less cotton and more package.



Much more flesh, coming up!





Hey, I want to talk to you. In. My. Office. NOW!



Hey, c'mere. Can you look at this?

Question: Is this too, ya know.... Take a closer look. You think?

Fondo william levy hot boy man chico para celular

More? More?

Here are the not so safe for work (NSFW) photos, thanks Pinoy Urge and Naked Supermen

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Hola!

YAWN. Just woke up from a hefty slumber. Man, is it morning yet?

Yeah, that too. Happy New Year!

from Guys Next Door

PS: You like my boxers? Nice huh? Psst, wanna peek inside? Shhh. It's your new year's gift.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Hotness

Yeah, baby. You deserve a reward.

Treat Conrad Huey (born August 28, 1985) is an American tennis player of Filipino descent who represents the Philippines internationally. He specialises in doubles.

Tennis

Monday, October 10, 2011

Spawn of DILF


Hot Daddy.

He's bad. Bad, bad, bad boy.

No, man.

No, he's good.

Nah ah. 



He's so bad-ass, he's good.

I wonder how he is in, ya'know....

So virile, so fecund and so.... gaddam asking for it. 



RAWR.

Or is it meow!

I'm aching somewhere down under I think I'm ovulating!

Fuck.



I want to breed with him.

One word: DILF.



Ok. Breathe.

He's Cam Joslin Gigandet, born August 16, 1982, an American actor, whose roles have included Twilight, The O.C.,Never Back Down, The Roommate, Burlesque and Priest.





Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Damn, Prince William....

you're making my foot blush! *blush*

Yes, his handle was Prince William and he has a royal, umm, tongue. He can charm his princely ways out of me.  He's a good word flirt. 


That's online dating to you, you troll who lives under a rock and doesn't Facebook and tweet!

So here's to you sweet Mr. Troll. Time to move out of the mountain. Read, laugh, enjoy and be educated. Warning: irony and sarcasm masked in humor are not for the faint-headed.



"Online dating isn’t just for geeks anymore. No sir. Dorks and nerds are also hopping on board the e-train to crippling romantic disappointment. I’m not saying that only geeks, dorks and nerds use online dating, only that I’m one of the coolest people doing it, and I named my cat Amy Adams, so I can say ‘I love you Amy Adams’ each day when I wake up (I have…issues).

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Caspian Revelations

"Harry," said Basil Hallward, looking him straight in the face, "every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter. The sitter is merely the accident, the occasion. It is not he who is revealed by the painter; it is rather the painter who, on the coloured canvas, reveals himself. The reason I will not exhibit this picture is that I am afraid that I have shown in it the secret of my own soul."
---from "The Picture of Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde


I wonder what this picture tells of us.... Gee, is this Ben Barnes!? He's become a twink! 


So this is where he dipped his thespic chops---Oscar Wilde, no less. The work for which Wilde was imprisoned for “committing acts of gross indecency with certain male persons.” ( New Yorker)



Tuesday, June 14, 2011

11. Judgment Day (or Night)

Oh Your God





I survived! Or did I?

Dear God, does this mean I was left here for the big Armageddon?

I know James, last night, was tribulation enough. I'm still hurting. God, I need coffee to soothe the sting.

He was a sewing machine. Last night gave me a new definition for "eye of the needle."

I don't think I can wear tighties for a week! Lol.

From badingnakolboy