sometimes postcards can be more than the very cool basic “wish you were her” sentiment, but also make you WANT to be in that place. Here, I had no idea Nova Scotia had such a cool coastline, and I would totally want to pull my boots on and jump around those rocks; then again, I had no idea the boys in Rehobeth Beach run through the woods whacking off like this young man.
sigh.
maybe i can get Rehobeth boy to run around the rocks in Nova Scotia whacking off?
My apologies if you were at the Sunday 3pm showing of The Kids Are Alright at Chelsea Cinemas when I loudly gasped – Oh My God – IT’S GORDON GRANT!!
Later, sitting in the dark theater after the film ended and the credits rolled, I was disappointed that they listed “Best of COLT vol 3 and 4”, the collection, not the actual film, Colt Films’ Flatbed . But still, how often do you get to see GORDON GRANT on the big screen these days??!
porn, i see it everywhere……
Flatbed, starring Gordon Grant and Paul Storr (1978); Hot Cop, starring Werner Robles and Brutus (1978); Mr Bowie’s Panic In Detroit (1973)
Turned On!
directed by: Al Parker & Steve Scott (1982)
Starring: Al Parker, Sky Dawson, Beau Matthews, Jim King (AKA J.W. King), Gian Carlos, Joel Thomas, Greg Dale, Jim Rodgers, Bob Moore, John Trent, Lee Brubaker, Rick Faulkner; special appearance by Scott Taylor; cameos by Mike Davis and Steve Taylor. Original music by FORBIDDEN OVERTURE; additional music by WINSLOW WASHINGTON
OK, so I know 8 days ago I promised to re-post this in 2 days, but, well, whatever. It is one of those wonderful, yet painful clips. Wonderful because it is AL Parker, and his body and face just drive me crazy (in the good way); wonderful because we have my little “turned-on cub”, Lee Brubaker twitching his cute little ass, trying to get Al’s attention, and Lee looks edibly fantastic. But painful in that Lee’s scene is perhaps 4 minutes at most, and also, I have a terrible time deciding which “role” I’d like to play – lucky Lee having Al Parker bury his face in my ass; or luck Al, burying my face in beautiful Lee’s wonderful ass. sigh.
which came from p-town, and which came from l-vegas?
update: well, it took this long for the spambots to see i now (occasionally) allow comments, so this morning, my first commentspam! woo-hoo!
“Dave has a romantic dinner with gourmet chef Joe Gage, a virile and good-looking exception to the chef stereotype (did you write this, Joe?), but Greg stumbles home and a hilarious food fight erupts, naturally culminating in a three-way orgy of food and sex……”
Morning Noon, and Night
directed by: Nick Elliott (1975)
Starring: Dave Daniel, Greg Miers: + Scott Heath, Tony Lee, Joe Gage
don’t forget to eat your vegetables! (what the heck is with the crazy music soundtrack??!)
update: apparently, the music is ‘Le Creation du Monde’ by Darius Milhaud – thanks, CanadianHarold!
someone somewhere, probably a “dating site”, said i have a sock fetish. i don’t think so. if anything, it’s a cotton fetish. if i have to wear clothes (and i am rarely naked, i almost always have boxers on or my new ptown athletic shorts, like now, where my balls, etc are comfortably enclosed in 100% cotton) it has to be cotton.and i’ve been obsessed lately in trying to find GREY COTTON socks – nearly impossible. a buddy gave me a lead to a store, but when i got there, turns out their store brand’s grey socks were only 44% cotton! ewwwww, yuck! i’ve recently settled on a brand that was 65%, but just yesterday found a brand, Burlington, that has a 73%, so my feet will test drive those today.