Hot boy in a Germanic beanie ….

It’s late on the island and I spent a nice evening with friends and family. I hope your night was pleasant as well.

Do you find the boy to the left as appealing as I do? His beanie is a little Third Reich, but he probably does not know that. Kids can be stupid.

He’s still a neighbor boy you’d like to educate on his eighteenth birthday.

Yummy … ๐Ÿ˜‰

Have a great Sunday night, friends.

More guys with beautiful smiles; quiet Sunday in store for Martin ….

Hi, friends and readers:

About a week ago I posted two photos of guys with beautiful smiles. The photos were a big hit. A smile like the one the boy to the left is flashing can be captivating, and oh-so-infectious. And I like his mop of wavy hair too. What a sexy guy …. ๐Ÿ˜‰

After my visitor left last night I spent about an hour on my front porch swing, sipping from a glass of wine and enjoying the night air. I have a ceiling fan out there to keep things cool. It was very quiet and I spent the hour listening to my headphones and thinking about where my life is headed, now that I am single again. It was time well-spent, I believe.

I slept in until about 8:30 this morning. I got up and made breakfast, and then I read the Sunday newspaper from cover to cover. There was a lot of interesting material in the paper, especially about the present political scenes in Washington and in Florida.

Here’s another guy with a spectacular smile. It looks like he’s enjoying the seashore, and I’d sure enjoy walking on the beach withย him.ย ๐Ÿ™‚

Speaking of walking on the beach, I plan to do that just after lunch. I’ll walk three miles and check out the guys who are sunning themselves or tossing a football back and forth. Sundays we always get big crowds on our island’s beaches, and while the traffic can be a little annoying, it’s nice seeing people enjoy what I get to savor every day.

I don’t have much else planned for my day, other than maybe doing some yard work in my patios, which require weekly attention. I need to re-mulch a plant bed and use my leaf-blower to clean things up, and that’s about it. I kn ow my life doesn’t sound too exciting right now, but I am fine with it.

Okay, everyone, I need to prepare my lunch, so I will close this post by wishing all of you a wonderful Sunday, wherever you might be. Keep smiling. ๐Ÿ™‚

Hot boys with sexy abs; easy night in store for Martin ….

Hi, friends and readers:

I was walking on the beach his afternoon and I passed a guy with a body similar to the guy’s to the left here. I felt my pulse quicken. Yummy!

It’s unfair that only guys in their late teens and early twenties are gifted with washboard abs. But that’s life. The rest of us can only admire their beauty. How would you like to spend a day on a boat with Mr. Abs to the left? Aye-yi-yi …. ๐Ÿ˜‰

I’ve had a great day, really. I got some writing done this morning, and right after lunch I took a three-mile walk. Not on the beach but on the sidewalks of my island, since our beach is covered in sea shells due to recent storms washing them ashore. I like to walk barefooted and you don’t walk barefooted on shells.

Anyway, I got some things done in the yard and inside the house. I hit our island’s seafood market for fresh shrimp for my dinner tonight, and then I took a two-mile run around 3:30 PM. Okay it was hot and humid out there, but a nice breeze blew so I wasn’t too uncomfortable.

A neighbor asked me to join her for Happy Hour at our neighborhood bar, which I can walk to because it’s only five blocks from my house. A whole group of neighbors were there, and I enjoyed myself. Now I’m home and ready to cook my dinner, a nice recipe with fresh shrimp and veggies that I serve over pasta. I’ll make a garden salad and it’ll be good.

A good friend is coming over to drink a glass of wine with me later on. I’ve known him since he was in high school and I’ll be glad to see him. Have a nice Saturday night, friends.

A saucy little video clip to brighten your Friday night: a hot boy pleasures himself ….

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Hi, friends and readers:

I don’t post porno or X-rated material on this site because it’s intended for all ages, but occasionally I will come across something I know I should share with my over-eighteen followers and readers. And this is one of them:

http://imgavinletmefuckyou.tumblr.com/post/161870865563/jhny1-hot-talkin-bitch

You have to admit the young man in the video clip is pretty amazing, and sensual too. Have a great Friday night, friends.

The sexy basketball player. I’m up with the midnight disease ….

Hi, friends and readers:

I sometimes wonder how clueless the youth of America are when it comes to Internet activity and what they put up there on Facebook or whatever. Don’t they know that once it’s out there it never goes away?

The lad to the left is a very handsome guy and probably a good basketball player. He likely attends church with his family on Sunday. But he has a sexual beast inside him that needs release on a regular basis, and he likes to share the beast with folks in the cyber-world.

I’m sure his friends and family would be shocked to discover he has an alter ego that emerges when he’s alone in his room at night. But then we all have a side to us we don’t let those close to us see, right?

If you like Mr. Basketball you can see a lot more of him here:

http://www.fitmales.co.uk/naked-lads-xxx/cute-teen-lad-2/

I had one of those nights where I woke up at 4:30 AM and knew I wasn’t going back to sleep, so I got up and opened a beer. I took care of some correspondence and ate some cottage cheese. (Weird, I know.) Now it’s six AM and I will try to get some more sleep. I’ll post again later today.

Skimboarding; it’s a Gulf Coast thing in Florida ….

Hi, friends and readers

We don’t have rideable surf on Florida’s Gulf Coast. If I want to get my surfboard wet I have to drive to the east coast for waves. Here on the Gulf Coast if a guy wants to do something akin to surfing he buys a skimboard. A skimboard is used to skin across the surface of a broken wave after it fans out on the shore. It’s a fun sport pursued mostly by younger men who are lean and have lots of energy. I used to do it when I was a teenager, but I’d probably break an ankle trying to skimboard now. Oh, well ….

Now here’s a brand of skimboarding I wish was more popular on my beach. I’ve never seen a person skimboard naked, but I’d sure like to. What a nice butt the young man has. ๐Ÿ˜‰

I’m posting late today, since I was busy writing all morning. Then, right after lunch, I drove into the city to run errands. I had a new set of tires put on ย my Honda Element. The old ones had 64,000 miles on them and needed to be replaced. While the new tires were being installed, I visited a shopping mall next door where I got a nice deal on some very classy shirts that were discounted about 80%. Couldn’t pass those up. I bought new undershirts and socks to wear when doing yard work and visiting my fishing camp.

After I got my car I hit a bed & bath store for new pillowcases, and then bought lawn mulch at home Depot. Once I got home and unloaded the car I took a two-mile run. Whew, what a day.

I just a bit, after I shower, I’ll drive back into town for my usual Thursday night gathering with my pal from my grade school days. Have a nice Thursday night, friends.

Gay boys getting rejected or bullied. It’s a disgrace ….

Hi, friends and readers:I got a message from a boy named Tyler who lives in a small town in Iowa. He said tis:

“I’m in eighth grade. I’ve know I was gay for about a year now, and I made the mistake of telling a friend I was. (Well, I thought she was my friend.) Next thing I knew the whole school knew my story, and that’s when the bullying began. I’ve been slapped, kicked and spit on. Guys pick on me at the bus stop. They call me faggot and fudge-packer.

“I tried telling a teacher what was going on, but he just shrugged and told me to ‘man up.’ I can’t tell my parents about it because they are devout Christians and they think being gay is shameful. I’m thinking out running away from all of this, but I don’t know where to go. Any suggestions?”

I have responded privately to Tyler, but I have to say this sort of thing makes me sick to my stomach. It’s the responsibility of school authorities to stop this kind of cruelty on campus. And it’s the responsibility of parents to love their gay kids, regardless of the parents’ religious beliefs. I know there are tens of thousands of Tylers out there who aren’t getting the love and protection they need form the adults in their lives. It’s so sad …. ๐Ÿ™

I stayed up late last night watching a Netflix rental with Paul Dano and Daniel Radcliffe in it that was pretty good. But then I slept in late this morning and didn’t get much done in the exercise and writing departments. ย Now it’s 11:30 AM and pretty soon I’ll have lunch. Then I’ll drive into the city to visit the YMCA for a workout and lap-swimming session. Outside it’s warm and the sky is overcast, which is actually good because the clouds keep things cooler.

Have a nice Wednesday, friends.

Hot boys at the beach; another overcast day on the island ….

Hi, friends and readers:

If you follow this website then you know I live in a beach community on a barrier island west of St. Petersburg, on Florida’s Gulf Coast. Our beach has sand as white as table sugar, and beautiful dunes covered with sea oats and sea grape bushes. I feel so lucky to live here.

On weekends, groups of college boys invade our island. They hit the beach with their footballs and volleyballs and soccer balls. And they run around wearing nothing but swim trunks. The sights can be pretty amazing, so I’m always sure to take a walk on the shore in the middle of the day when the crowds reach their peak. Guys like the ones in today’s photo posts are everywhere and it’s all poor Martin can do to keep his tongue form dragging on the sand. Ah, the beauty of young men. ๐Ÿ™‚

I was up at 7:30 this morning. I slipped into my swim trunks and a t-shirt, and then I walked three miles on the beach. The air was still, the sky overcast, but it was still pretty down there. I didn’t take a swim because the water was too cold, due to heavy rains we experienced last night.

When I got back to my house I brewed coffee and made a quick breakfast, and then I got busy writing new material for my novel-in-progress. I wrote nonstop for over two hours, and now I’m done for the morning.

After I finish this post I’ll read the newspaper and maybe do the L.A. Times crossword puzzle before I eat lunch. I don’t have a lot planned for this afternoon other than making my weekly run to the wine market to stock my shelf. I’ll work on editing what I wrote this morning, and around four PM I’ll take a two-mile run, here on the island.

Have a great Tuesday, everyone.

Guys in backward ball caps; typical Monday for Martin ….

Hi, friends and readers:

When young guys wear their ball caps backward I think it gives them a sexy look. The cap lends an irreverent air to a guy, one I like. But once a guy reaches the age of thirty, he should never wear his ball cap backward. It’s a young man’s thing.

Anyway, I really like the photo to the left. What a great combination: backward ball cap and cutoff ti-shirt that displays a boy’s abs, Delicious …. ๐Ÿ˜‰

I spent a quiet evening at home last night, and around ten PM I went to bed and read for a while. The book I’m presently reading isย The Prague Cemeteryย by Umberto Eco, who is a kick-ass writer.

I rose around eight AM this morning but I didn’t take a walk on the beach because it looked like it might start raining at any minute. So I stayed inside and got to work on my novel-in-progress for a couple of hours.

Okay, tell me what you think of the guy to the left here. Do you find his smile as enchanting as I do? I’d swim laps with him any day. ๐Ÿ™‚

Speaking of swimming laps, since this is Monday I will drive into the city right after lunch, to visit the YMCA for a workout and hopefully a lap-swimming session. Due to the summer camp program at the Y, I have to alter my schedule right now so I can get in the pool by two PM. If I don’t, the kids get in the pool at 2:30 and I don’t get to swim.

Right now I don’t have anything planned for my evening, other than drinking a couple of beers and cooking myself dinner. I know that doesn’t sound too exciting, but that’s kind of what living single is all about, having less eventful days and nights. All right, everyone, have a great Monday wherever you might be today.

Sexy triathletes; quiet Sunday on the island ….

Hi, friends and readers:

Ever attended a triathlon? Well I have, and I can tell you that some of the sights I’ve seen were nothing less than amazing. A triathlon involves swimming a half-mile, running three miles, and biking 14 miles. The participants have to be in peak physical condition, and their bodies show it. ๐Ÿ˜‰

One of my goals is to complete a triathlon one day, but I’m not sure if I’ll be able too. The hardest part would be the swimming portion. I mean, I swim 1/4-mile at the YMCA at least twice a week, but could I do a half-mile? Who knows?

I’m posting late today because I’ve been busy working on edits on a novel I’ll have coming out later this summer. The book’s under contract and my editors are real perfectionists, which is good. I only took a break from edits to take a three-mile walk on the beach earlier, which was a sweaty affair. It’s very warm and humid here today.

It’s about four PM here, and I just cracked open a cold can of beer. It’s a Miller Lite in one of those 16 ounce aluminum cans that seem to enhance the flavor of the beer. Plus they get nice and cold. I don’t drink that much beer anymore; it’s too filling. But I enjoy a couple of cans each day.

By the way, do you find the young man to the left as appealing as I do? I know he’s skinny, but that’s part of his charm. And you know he’s in superb physical condition. I’ll bet he’d be a tiger in the bedroom. ๐Ÿ˜‰

I don’t have a lot planned for my evening. I think I’ll be sharing a bottle of wine with my good friend and neighbor, and then I’ll cook stir-fried chicken and veggies to blend with pasta. It’s a tasty dish and there are always leftovers. When you’re living single leftovers are a blessing, you know. Have a nice Sunday evening, friends.