Friday, 30 September 2011

Brett by Brett.

Brett Fargis by Brett Fargis
Bret at The Bullring - Cargo City

When sexy fella Brett Fargis sent over a couple of shots he'd taken over at the club in Cape Horn, I don't think he was expecting me to put em' straight onto the blog. But, hot guy... sweet ass... The Bullring...  it's just got to be shared!

Bull Hung!

 Artwork by ToRo
Couldn't resist this artwork by ToRo... no not me, another man who likes the big horny fellas. I picked it up from Mythulinity another nicely put together specialist blog worth taking a look at for images and artists working on mythological men and manimals, and you'll also find more than one or two very sexy humans there too. I took the liberty of removing the 'Milk It' text from the original, because I figured it made one strong painting in it's own right (I hope you don't mind ToRo!).
Check out Mythulinity here.

Glory, Glory.

Sometimes a guy's just got a little too much time on his hands. His mind starts working overtime, and he just has to take that short ride down the highway to see whats going down at the truck-stop. Thats the way it was today - time on my hands, fire in my loins.
Where better to head for, than the parkway glory hole, that tempting focal point for the passing, bikers, salesmen, and truckers. It's not the prettiest place I've ever seen, but it draws the right crowd, if you know what I mean.

 Wasn't long before I got into the spirit of the place and settling into one of the bathroom stalls I got myself good, naked, horned and ready for action. Working on my cock and nips for a while, till some fella strolled on by for a little man-on-man action.

Maybe ten minutes went by before I heard a truck pull up to the lot. The engine stopped, I heard feet hitting the dust as the driver leapt from the cab. By the sound of the approaching footsteps I could tell that the big guy was on his way in to the tea room.

The guy walked over to the urinal... releasing a long hot stream of pent up gold from the long drive south. Now the test. Would he head straight out the door and back into the truck? Or was he curious? The kind of guy who looks out for the opportunities that might turn up on a long distance, lonesome road trip? This time I was lucky, the fella stood at the urinal for a while, I guess taking in the scene, and checking out the landscape of the place. There were two bathroom stalls, one with the door closed (with me inside), the other with the door slightly open. After a short while I heard him move towards the empty stall.

I caught a glimpse of the stud through the glory hole in the partition between the bathroom stalls - that magic ring that had framed so many horse-hung studs. Through the hole he came into full focus, and he was one big trucking mother-fucker, maybe a delivery guy? His one-piece uniform was unzipped right down to his already hard dick, still dripping as he entered the stall. I wasted no time and pushed my swollen cock through the holein the wall, knowing, like so many brothers before me, that when a guy sees a hard cock on another guy he just has to go for it - no holds barred, no questions asked.

The trucker fell to his knees and took a hold of my dick, I could feel his face real close to the end of my cock. As he stroked, I sensed his breath running the length of the fine veined skin of my tool, like a connoisseur checking a fine cigar before tasting it. His fist worked my dick with real skill, stroking, massaging, helping it to swell to bursting, engorged, throbbing, waiting for the intense pleasure to come.

The trucker, maybe married, maybe bi, or maybe one hundred percent homo - whatever the fella was into, one thing's for sure, he wasn't looking for no kissing. He he had one thing on his mind - he was a cock-sucker and he loved his work. From the second those warm lips touched the end of my dick I could tell this guy was an A-grade sucker - he was hungry for cock, and he was going to feast on me. And me? I was looking for that warm, wet, and expert mouth to work on my hard, veined shift stick, and drain a heavy load from these tied bloated bawls. Perfect match!

 The soft warm interior of his mouth caressed every inch of my horse dick, sliding deep into the tight wet confines of his throat, his whole being was focused hard on giving me pleasure and skillfully building the intensity to new heights. Separation by the panel seemed to channel my entire energy through every artery, and every sinew to that eight inches of love meat projecting through the hole of glory, and into beautiful warm throat of the delivery guy.

It wasn't romance, but it sure felt good. This guy had done this many times before, he was a power sucker of the first order, working my dick like his life depended on it. Long, fast, and balls deep, this fella took the whole length, his mouth and throat taking the whole damn thing. His tongue worked overtime around the shaft and head, like a hot n' tender massage from a knowing therapist. I could feel the sap rising in my nuts. I needed to give up what I knew this guy wanted - hot, wet, seed, straight from the bull.

Not sure just what triggered it, maybe the anonymity, the intensity, or maybe the intimacy, but he got one hell of a cum rush out of me - pumping five or six deliveries deep into his throat, feeling it tighten around my dick as it the thick, hot, loads of man-juice hit home. As he took my spunk I heard him let our an almighty groan - he was shooting out a hot load too - I felt the partition shudder as his body flexed in orgasm, and heard the splat of his cream hitting the floor of the stall - man I could have used some of that!
The horned guy didn't stop there. He was a great finisher - the pair of us coming down gently from the highs of the orgasm as his tender tongue cleaned and caressed every sweet inch of my dick. He made sure his cock-sucking reputation was assured as he drained the last drops from my meat.

Who was he? That I'll never know - he won't be the first, and won't be the last fella to hang by the truck stop and take some pleasure on route. It's an age old tale of all-male glory - hot, dirty, anonymous, and yeah, just a little bit dangerous, but hell, I reckon this story's going to run and run - as long as there are fellas there's going to be glory! Let's hear it for the glory hole. Glory hallelujah!

Thursday, 29 September 2011

Hello Ladies!

Dextro Diavolo
Ron Rontim, Hotboy, Dextro, Sternchen Junge
Ron, Dextro, Jolney, Ohiomike (just!), Sternchen
You could have been at the Rio carnival or an Ibiza club parade, Tuesday's Bullring party kicked off with the fabulous presence of  Ron Rontin, Dextro Diavolo, and Sternchen Junge, up on stage and sorting out the men from the boys. Share prices in lip gloss and eyeliner soared on the stock market as the tit-tastic trio strutted there ample stuff for the fellas. Whose the mommy?!
Check out the full slideshow here.

Wednesday, 28 September 2011

Hot Shots - Part 2.

Bowie and Peter
Bowie and Peter
Mexican Hot Punk
Mexican Hot Punk
Mexican Hot Punk
Sexy Joseph
Hey It's Me!!
So here's the second part of this weeks hot fella selection from the Bullring party at Gay Fun World, so many men, so little time to photograph them all! So if you were at the party, and your picture isn't here, dont worry, sometimes the camera just cant focus, and the AV textures just wont bake. I'm persistent though, so in future weeks i'll get ya, for sure! More pics to come. Thanks to Bowie, Peter, Mexican Hot Punk, Thom, Vulff, Joseph, Phuan, Jolney - and I just had to throw in a shot of me!

Hot Shots - Part 1.

MJ Burner
Jose Fraisse
Jose Fraisse
How many hot fellas can you get into one small club on one September evening? Well here's just seven raunchy men for starters - Timberwolf, Stan, Vulff, MJ Burner, Jose, Bjoern, and Thom with lots more to come - look out for Hot Shots - Part 2.

Tuesday, 27 September 2011

Horn Culture.

We all got turned on by those naked guys in classical, and renaissance paintings, but this hot artist takes it one step further - the guys in the paintings got turned on too! The Priapus of Milet blog blends  classical, mythological, renaissance, even pre-historic worlds to create porn worthy of the gods.
Get more horny culture here!

Monday, 26 September 2011

All New Leather.

Black/Blue Cox Leather Biker Pant

Black/Brown Cox Leather Biker Pant
Time to hit the stores guys, another classic design from Cox Leather (also comes with steel rivets - not shown here).

Pullin' a Crowd.

Image by Grunt
Check out Grunt's hot Bullring tale 'Hunter Becomes Hunted' on the excellent Grunt Popstar blog.
Click link below to get down n dirty with the fellas.
Hunter Becomes Hunted.

Sunday, 25 September 2011

Athletic Supporters.

By Ulf
There's something about a jock, and Ulf knows just what it is. Feel that muscle of love.

Bunker Up.

Party on at the Bunker
The neighbourhood just keeps on rocking with The Bunker at Gay Fun World continuing to head onwards and upwards pulling in the horny fellas on a Saturday night, with DJ Q pounding the dance floor and entertaining the troops.