Another cute guy in a backward ball cap ….

Hi, friends and readers:

Have a good look at the young man to the left here. Would you pass up a date with him? Of course youย  wouldn’t, and if you were lucky he’d wear his ball cap backward, and no shirt. ๐Ÿ˜‰ What a babe ….

I had a nice workout at the YMCA this afternoon, followed by a sweet lap-swimming session in the indoor pool. I left for home feeling refreshed and ready for my evening.

Now it’s close to five PM and time for me to crack open a cold beer. I just spoke with my friend I am meeting for dinner tonight. I’ve been editing his lengthy book on environmental law, and I am 90% finished with my work. It’s been an ordeal, but I don’t mind doing it for him.

Have a nice Wednesday night, friends.

Cute guys in backward ball caps; typical Wednesday in store for Martin ….

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Why do certain young men look so appealing when they wear their ball cap backward? It’s a mystery to me, but I think the boy to the left here is sexy as hell. (Okay, he looks like he might be high on weed. But so what?)

I watched an interesting movie calledย The Front Runner,ย regarding Democratic presidential candidate Gary Hart, whose career imploded when he was caught having an extramarital affair during his campaign. By today’s standards such an affair wouldn’t cause much of a stir, would it?

Now, I don’t know about you, but I’d love to spend a weekend with our friend to the left here, especially if he didn’t wear anything other than his ball cap backward. Yummy ….

It’s another steamy day outside, and I don’t plan on doing much besides visiting the YMCA for a workout and lap-swimming session. And that’s okay, because all of my household chores and projects are already completed and all I need to do when I get home is to take care of correspondence that has piled up in the last few days.

Tonight, I may meet an old friend for dinner at our favorite Italian place, and before that I’ll spend a bit of time on my observation deck, watching the sailboats cruise by while savoring a couple of cold beers. That doesn’t sound too bad, now does it?

Have a nice Wednesday, friends.

More sexy wrestlers; sultry night on the island ….

Hi, friends and readers:

If you liked this morning’s “sexy wrestler” photos, then I know you’ll enjoy the two I am posting here this evening. Those singlets don’t leave much to the imagination, do they?

This has been a weird day for me, due to the fact I slept in so late this morning. I did some editing work on my novel-in-progress, and I spent 90 minutes on the telephone with a good friend, giving him advice on a legal matter he’s embroiled in. A part in my refrigerator broke, and I ordered a new one from a very nice lady at an online appliance parts business. They even offer a video explaining how to install the part. I’m not the most mechanically inclined guy on the planet, but I think I can do the job. You know, I have learned that I can do a lot of tasks around my house that I used to shy away from. If I put my mind to something, I can almost always do it.

It’s been terribly hot and humid here today, more like mid-July than mid-September. I can’t wait for the heat to subside, probably five weeks from now, right around my birthday. I had to install a new license plate on my Honda Element, which proved more challenging than you might imagine, due to the fact I had to get on my knees in the hot afternoon sun and get the holes in the plate and frame to line up with the way-too-small holes in the tailgate of my car. Yeesh ….

I’m spending a quiet evening at home, enjoying the air conditioning. I have a Netflix rental to watch and a nice bottle of white wine to enjoy with my dinner, so I’m good. Have a nice Tuesday night, friends.

Sexy wrestlers; quiet Tuesday in store for Martin ….

Hi, friends and readers:

I had never attended a wrestling match until my nephew got accepted into his high school’s wrestling squad. I always went to his meets, to offer my support for his efforts, and I quickly learned how rigorous wrestling is. Training and diet are the key to winning on the mat, and the guys who care about their sport sacrifice a great deal to become their best.

Several years later, I befriended two high school seniors who co-captained their school’s wrestling team, and I tried to attend as many of their matches as my schedule allowed. Now, almost twenty years later, we are still close friends.

Anyway, if you ever get the chance, attend a high school or college wrestling meet, and you’ll see how hard the guys have to work to win. Plus, they look pretty amazing in those singlets they wear. ๐Ÿ˜‰

See the photo to the left here? A few years ago, followers of this site voted it the sexiest photo I’d posted all year, and who could deny its appeal? Not me. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Last night, after I ate dinner, a friend and I visited my timeshare down the street for a swim and a soak in the hot tub. A nearly full moon was up and we were the only persons present. I enjoyed a cup of wine while we were there, and when I got home I gave my little boyfriend in Kansas City a call. (He’s visiting me in early October.) We spoke for about 45 minutes before I rang off and climbed into bed. I read a James Baldwin short novel for a bit, then went to sleep, and I did not wake up until 10:30 this morning.

This over-sleeping is driving me crazy, and I guess the hormone replacement medication my doctor put me on two weeks ago is not working very well. I’ll give it two more weeks and then I’ll see my doctor again. All this sleeping is hampering my productivity and I don’t like it one bit.

All right, everyone, I need to get things done around here, so I will close this post by wishing all of you a very pleasant Tuesday.

Another lovely photo of Cristian Chirca ….

Hi, friends and readers:

Well, my friend Michael informed me this afternoon that the young man featured in this morning’s photo posts, Cristian Chrica, is actually Romanian, not French, which makes sense. I once had a brief affair with a young Romanian man from Transylvania when I spent ten days in Budapest. He was lovely, and also highly intelligent.

I had a good workout and lap-swimming session at the YMCA this afternoon, and I stopped at our island seafood market to buy fresh shrimp for my dinner tonight. It’s going to be as yummy as Cristian.

I spent 90 minutes on my elevated deck with my good friend and neighbor this evening. It was so nice, with the breeze and all, and now it’s time to get busy with dinner. We may take a swim at my timeshare later tonight, we’ll see.

Have a nice Monday night, friends.

Beautiful Cristian Chirca; typical Monday in store for Martin ….

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I came across the photo to the left about a year ago, and it immediately captivated me. I found the model quite alluring, but I had no idea at the time who he was.

Yesterday,ย  cam across another photo of him, this one with a caption identifying him as fashion model Cristian Chirca. It seems he is quite popular with the Paris fashion houses, so I presume he is French, but I’m not really sure. Anyway, I think he has an unearthly appeal. What do you think?

I was up at a reasonable hour this morning, after spending Sunday evening at home. As soon as I rose, I brewed coffee and fetched the newspaper. I enjoyed a quick breakfast, then sat down at the keyboard to write for two hours. I got some solid work done, and now it’s 11:15 AM. I’m really liking my book’s main character a lot. He speaks frankly and without sentimentality. We are getting along just fine. ๐Ÿ™‚

Here’s a color photo of Cristian I like a lot. He has a beautiful smile, and I love his wavy, tousled hair. I wonder if he has a boyfriend?

Today will be a typical Monday for me. Right after I complete this post, I’ll spend a half hour with the N.Y. Times online crossword puzzle. Then I’ll fix a simple lunch before driving into the city to visit the YMCA for a workout and lap-swimming session. My left had is still a bit swollen, but it’s not painful anymore, so I can use my usual amount of weights while exercising.

I don’t have any plans for my Monday evening, other than dining on fresh shrimp from our island’s seafood market and watching a Netflix rental. Have a nice Monday, everyone. ๐Ÿ™‚

Another blow job in progress; gloomy day on the island ….


Hi, friends and readers:

People really liked the video I put up yesterday, so much, in fact, I decided to put up another one this morning. The young man kneeling is actor Deaken Bluman, appearing in a scene from the TV seriesย 13 Reasons Why.ย In the scene, Deaken’s character gives a blow job to a closeted gay athlete named Monty. In another episode, they end up in bed together.

I have never seenย 13 Reasons Why,ย nor do I know much of anything about Deaken Bluman, other than he’s smoking hot. I wonder if, in his real life, Deaken has a boyfriend. If not, he can always call me. ๐Ÿ™‚

Well, my Florida Gators narrowly won their football game last night with Kentucky, but it seems we have a new quarterback who can get the job done, and that’s something to be grateful for.

I went to bed with my James Baldwin book, after the Gators game, and it wasn’t long before I drifted off to dreamland. I slept until ten this morning, and after breakfast, I read the Sunday newspaper from cover to cover, something I always enjoy. Now it’s lunch time, and I have an easy rest-of-the-day in store for me.

Outside, the sky’s overcast and it’s warm and humid. After I enjoy a quick lunch, I need to visit the wine market and the supermarket. When I get back, I’ll take another three-mile walk on the beach, and if I feel up to it, I’ll run two miles around four PM. I’ll dine on fresh salmon for my dinner, and maybe watch a little more football while I eat.

Have a nice Sunday, everyone.

Blow jobs in progress; easy Saturday in store for Martin ….

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There’s nothing quite as sexy as a handsome young man kneeling before you and opening up your pants, as a prelude to a blow job. Who could resist the guy kneeling to the left here? Not me … ๐Ÿ˜‰

I ended up sleeping in late again this morning, and I am not sure why this keeps happening, but it’s frustrating because it keeps me from being as active as I’l like to be. I think I may need my thyroid medication adjusted, but we’ll see.

It’s another strange weather day, here on the island, as the tropical storm in the Atlantic is hurling winds and cloudy skies our way. Despite those conditions, I plan to walk three miles on the beach, in just a little while, for exercise and fresh air.

To the left we see a blow job in progress, and both participants seems to be enjoying themselves. Wouldn’t you be?

My Florida Gators will play Kentucky in football tonight, so that’s how I will spend my Saturday evening. I thought I might be hosting a cute guy for dinner and the game, but he hasn’t gotten back to me, so I may be watching solo, and that’s okay. In the meantime, I have a few household chores I need to perform, so I will stay busy before game time, and maybe my date will give me a call later in the day.

All right, everyone, I need to get moving, so I will close this post by wishing all of you a wonderful Saturday, wherever you might be. And keep smiling, it’s important. ๐Ÿ™‚

Another cute twink; strange day on the island ….

Hi, friends and readers:

I know you guys enjoyed this morning’s photo posts, so I’m putting up one more cute twin picture this evening, for your viewing pleasure. Imagine what he’ll look like when he’s eighteen …. ๐Ÿ˜‰

It’s been a strange day, here on the island. I spent a good deal of time editing my friend’s environmental law book, and right around four PM, I took a two mile run. The streets were empty and nobody was about on the sidewalks, the weather’s just too dicey.

In just about an hour, I will climb into my Element and drive several miles northward, to another barrier island, to spend my evening with my friend Bill. We always take in live music in a bar down the street from his house, and then we’ll have dinner. It’s a guaranteed good time, and I’m looking forward to it.

Have a great Friday night, friends. ๐Ÿ™‚

Cute twinks; storms rolling over the island ….

Hi, friends and readers:

Sometimes I’m out in public, at the beach or perhaps at the supermarket, and I’ll encounter a young man in his mid-teens who is so good-looking I tell myself, “I’d like to meet up with him in a few years, when he’s of age.”

Yeah, twinks are fun to gaze at, but alas, by law they are untouchable. So, we have to be patient … ๐Ÿ™‚

I slept in late today, I don’t know why because I went to bed at my normal time. But I let myself stay in bed until I felt ready to get up. I brewed coffee and solved the L.A. Times Crossword puzzle–a tough one, by the way, but I solved it.

Since it is Friday, I would normally visit the YMCA for a workout and lap-swimming, but a tropical storm is rolling across the Florida peninsula and we’re already getting squall lines on the island–rain, wind and thunder. It’ll be a weird day, weather-wise, bu that’s okay. I have plenty to do, here at the house.

I’m spending my evening with a old friend who lives on an island north of mine. We’ll visit a tiki bar on the beach to listen to live music. I’m bringing a New York strip steak with me and y friend’s making a tasty salad to go with it. We’ll enjoy our meal with some wine, and then I’ll cruise home; he’s only seven miles form my place, so it’s an easy trip.

All right, everyone, I need to get busy with things here at the house, so I will close this post by wishing you a pleasant Friday, wherever you might be. And keep smiling, it’s important.