Touchy-feelie

Soapy

Sigh

Wilde Oats is very nearly done.  I'm waiting on some very minor info and will upload the last pages then.

Meantime, thought you might enjoy this image.  Shapely ....  Bitable .... Sexy ... And that's just his bum!

Majesté

It's French and it means majesty. Is his body not perfectly proportioned and sweetly curved?

[From Désirs et émois, which means desires and emotions]

Jockstrap and tights

Not sure quite why this bloke is wearing a jockstrap and tights as well as leg warmers.  Tights plus leg warmers would mean he was a dancer.  But dancers wear a dance belt -- a kind of padded thong -- to keep their doings from being crushed by their legs during dancing (and believe me, it's indispensable), not a jockstrap.  A jockstrap doesn't hold your junk quite firmly enough, especially if you're doing grands battements or grands jetés, not to mention that the straps across your buttocks spoil the "line", the beautiful form that a dancer hopes to achieve.

No reason at all why a runner couldn't wear leg warmers after running (they help stop cramp), though I've never seen one do so.

My dance teachers wouldn't allow us to wear leg warmers in class, as it hides the precise angle and turn-out of your legs and allows you to "cheat", and ballet is about precise line and precise placement and perfect positioning.

Never mind.  He looks very nice, whether he be a dancer or an athlete.

Boxes

Beaut bod -- and beaut art

Does anybody know who drew this?  I can't decipher the signature. I always like to give credit where it's due -- and, anyway,  I'd love to see more of this artist's work. [Thanks to Elfe Velu for the name of the artist.  It's Alain Baundry]

It's rather lovely, isn't it?  And like all good art, it tells a story, or rather, it makes you create your own story to explain what's happened before we get to this point.  Is it after making love?  Is he tired?  Is he alone, or with someone?  Is it morning, or late at night?

Reese Rideout is straight!

Say it ain't so!  But according to this frank interview with him and his wife, he is.

First a few pics ...

Reese Rideout is the top in every image.  And not only is he manifestly having no problem getting an erection, but in the last picture he is quite clearly also in ecstasy ( or is a consummate actor. In a manner of speaking.)  He says, in the article I linked to above:

Now I watch footage of women or think about Beckie while I'm filming.

O-o-o-o-kay ....  If you say so.

It's always been easier for lesbians to "pass" than for gay men.  Women are not expected to "perform", unlike the man.  Because the fact of the matter is that a man can't force a hard-on:  if at some deep level you're not turned on, you won't get hard.  A woman, by contrast, can always pretend to be aroused.  But Mr Rideout has no problem getting hard, as these images attest.  So at some level, he must find men a turn on, or at any rate, he must be turned on by the men he's filmed fucking.  Admittedly, they are kinda hot.  But still.

I don't care that he calls himself straight.  I know there are many men who do not define themselves as "gay" because they see it as a cultural definition rather than a clinical one.  Maybe it's time for a new label: straightish -- you call yourself straight but you can easily have sex with men.  Or perhaps straight but not strait or strict (all three words are of course cognate and have come into English via three different other languages)

The question I have for any Kinsey 6's reading this is whether you could get hard for sex with a woman.   And for any Kinsey 0's (why are you reading this blog, I ask myself ), could you get hard for a man?

Meanwhile, straight, strait, bi, gay or just gay-shaded, he has a magnificent body.

More Jock-straps

These images perfectly exemplify what I mean about shaping and framing a beautiful bum.  I just had to share them with you.  OK, so I'm a perve.  Bite me.

There's something to be said for cricket

Starting with pics like this.  Not sure who he is (it's from a recent test match which Australia comprehensively lost) but I'm sure the usual disclaimer applies.

Shapely bum, neh?  And sexy arm and back.

Kilts are Sinful

So saith this bloke.

Wreath-laying on a windy Anzac Day

This drongo has obviously never worn a kilt.  Or met Scotsmen.  Soft?  Pull the other one, it's got bells on.  Kilts are very hairy, made of a thick and oily wool so that men can stride through wet heather without getting the bottom half of their clothes wet.  (Socks can be dried in front of the fire).  Traditionally worn without underpants, they also rub in uncomfortable places.  Believe me, they are not 'soft'. 

Let's set that aside for a moment.  What if men had worn 'kilts' and women trousers in Biblical times?  Would the great and good of the Bible have instructed us that this was the natural order:  obviously men wore kilts and obviously women wore trousers?  It has always been so , and so obviously the Lord wanted it that way, and if you deviate from His word, Holy Macaroons, you are so going to hell.  Hell, if I go to Hell, you may depend on it: it will not be because of my attire.

Doubly Sinful

And why is a robe not a skirt?  What am I missing?  And is it OK for women to wear underpants, since they are pants not a skirt?  The Abbé de Somewhere-or-Other thought not, when  women's bloomers were first introduced.  He thought them immoral and a vile perversion.  So it always is:  the way we do things now (or in some mythical past) is the best way.

Roman and Greek men wore "skirts".  But then we all know that they were effete and immoral, unlike those manly Teutons and Celts, whose men wore trousers but also (like the Greeks, Romans, Persians, Indians, and everybody except the Jews -- oh, but wait, there was Jonathan and King David) slept with men.  An Irish wife could divorce her husband if he spent too much time with his (male) lover. The Teutonic tribal chiefs drove their chariots into battle with their young man beside them.

It's ningies like this who make religion look ludicrous.  Does anybody intelligent for one minute think that the Being who made the Universe cares about whether your nether garment has a dividing piece of cloth in it or not?  Somewhere between 100 and 200 billion stars in our own galaxy.  Billion.  Repeat after me:  our star is one of around 150 BILLION stars in this galaxy alone*. And as far as the Hubble telescope can see, for billions of light years in all directions, there are countless, literally countless, galaxies.  Each with billions of stars.  In the Amazon basin, there are, we are told, ten thousand species of beetle.  Why do these literal Christianists think God is so small?  He is Grand, Awesome, All-Powerful, Terrible, if He is anything at all.  He is Everywhere and in Everything, out in every direction, across limitless space.  He doesn't give a flying rat's clacker about kilts.  He's too busy contemplating the ineffable beauty of His creation.

Real men wear kilts.  With nothing on underneath.


[*Correction and update:  My tally of stars in our galaxy was from memory.  In fact there are at least 200 billion stars, and there may be as many as 400 billion.  Our close galactic neighbour, the Andromeda galaxy, has one trillion stars.  And you can be sure, on every star system in both galaxies, God is having conniptions about men who wear skirts]

Sweet Curves

I am busy and also feel like... excrement (slept badly, took anti-hayfever tablet to stop allergies this morning, which has made me torpid, have vile headache: you name it.)

So today just a few pics of what is one of the most aesthetically pleasing and sexiest part of a man's body(of a woman's, too!) Just to keep you going.

Sweet curves, beautiful sweetly rounded curves. The pleasing swell of thigh and back muscle to enhance the contrast. The secretive cleft between.

Enjoy.