Don't be a Straight Basher

A response to a post I read on the internet...
A compliment, no... but somewhere deep in my ego, I guess it makes me feel good. Maybe if for no other reason than I love straight guys... I know that can lead to a lot of frustration, but I've gotten good at dealing with it. I think they're really big teases for gay men and they love to be noticed. In fact I think they are kind of insulted if they aren't noticed. This hetrosexism thing that you seem to have can't be for real. How can you (I assume) want civil rights for gays, but then just paint all straight guys with that huge broad brush stroke of being, "boring, conservative, weak, cowards." those are NOT the straight guys I know and love. In fact in almost every instance where I confided in a friend about being gay I found that they were probably more accepting of it than I was myself, especially this younger generation of guys now... they just don't really care any more (OK, there are still some, but it's changing). So don't push for gay civil rights by bashing a whole other group of people... especially straight guys... I wouldn't want to live in a world without 'em!
In fact because I think you straight men have been so unfairly dissed, here's some stuff for you...

My Neighbor's Shorts

The first time I saw him was at the gym in my apartment complex. A small dimly lit concrete box with some weights and moldy shower room that no one really used very much. He was toweling off his hairy, husky body as I was going into the shower to rinse off. He was bald with a stache and he gave me a small nod as I passed him. On the floor was a jock and a pair of his shorts and the image burned into my mind right then.

As i was showering off, he came in and grabbed his shorts off the floor and wrung them out. shit, I had hoped he would leave them there and I could bring them home with me.
A couple of weeks later I was in the laundry room and he was in there waiting for his washer to finish. He was wearing just a pair of cut off jeans and he gave me the same straight-guy nod as he kicked back in his chair. he must have known how he turned me on because as time went by his shorts became less and less held together as he casually moved his big legs back n forth with the motion of the washer.

I could see his laundry basket sitting on the floor next to him as he casually scratched his crotch and relaxed in the humid laundry room air. It looked as if he was getting harder as he waited for his wash and I stared at his laundry basket full of cum stained shorts and ripe tee-shirts.

He was driving me crazy and he knew it. He but his hands behind his head and strtched back on his chair. I could smell his pits and got a glimpse of a nut escaping from between his legs.


After he had driven me completely crazy with lust, and he had finished his wash, he put himself more or less back together and left the laundry room with the same straight-boy nod, only this time with a sly grin. He knew I was stupid-horny for him. So I don't think it was an accident that as he walked out the laundry room door he dropped some clothes on the floor without noticing or stopping to pick them up. they were mine now, and he wouldn't see them again.

Dick Recognition

I have a straight friend who I met through one of my gay friends. They've known each other since high school and we get together once in a while when he needs to get away from his wife to party a little. Nothing sexual, but the conversation eventually gets around to sex... it's only natural... he's a really hot guy with a huge bulge in his pants. My gay friend tells me that he has a beauty between his legs from showering with him in gym class. I keep telling him I'd like to photograph his cock for my blog but he says he's too shy to do anything like that, but I still tease him about it because deep down I think he kind of enjoys the attention. I tell him that it's ok and that I understand that not everyone wants to put their cock on the internet... I told him that I'm sure he wouldn't want his wife to ever stumble across a pic of his meat. I was astounded when he told me that she wouldn't recognize it! I'm like, "What?! You mean to tell me you don't think that your own wife wouldn't recognize a picture of your dick?" That led to a long discussion about how he has to really beg to get any at all. He looks forward to his birthday and other special days when he might get a little something. Then he really surprised me by saying that he does have a small blog where he had posted a couple of pics of his bulge in his underwear, but he took them down, because he thought that his wife might recognize the comforter on their bed. I said, " you mean to tell me that your wife would recognize your bedspread, but not your dick?" "Yeah, he said, I don't think she's ever really looked at my dick." It makes me sad to think of that hot man needing some relief and being a faithful, loving husband and father and having to beg for any kind of scrap of sexual activity.
So anyway, were working with him to see if we can help him find ways that he may be able to turn on his wife's libido. We're not hateful about it... I feel bad for her too... because she's really missing out on a lot of pleasure (a LOT of pleasure). So far it seems to working a little bit. We've suggested professional help too... Someway, I'm gong to get this guy some sexual relief... If he wants, I can at least jack him off once in a while if he'd let me... it's only the neighborly thing to do

Museum of Cock - Mr. Thick

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Museum of Cock - Testosterone

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