Boys & Beaches

Well, I am glad the weekend from hell is over..... the Cowboy game was a fitting end to the bs that transpired from Friday to Sunday, and yes the Saints marched all over the Boys, but Romo and company will live to fight another day. Now on to today. As I spoke over the weekend of my troubles connecting with the interviewer for the marketing company, I was informed today that all the positions had been filled, so the hunt goes on. Keep your fingers crossed that I find a job before I run out of a place to hang my computer.

Now as a sailor who has traveled the world by ocean, I am familiar with a lot of beaches. What's not to like about sand, surf, sun and beautiful bodies? So I thought I would search the archives for particularly stunning photographs of boys and beaches. There is just something about guys frolicking about the water that turns me on. Can you relate? But as a nod to the Woodsmn, I did find a picture of an over 40 guy on the beach who is pretty hot and so here he is!

Granted there are not many pictures of older men out there, but I do appreciate men that have aged gracefully so I will continue to look. In the mean time, you will just have to put up with my taste in the younger set. I do think that I have a particularly good eye for beauty. I just wish it paid more, but I am working on that.

Towleroad has an article on another Denver area pastor who has fallen from grace. Rev. Paul Barnes of Grace Chapel has resigned tearfully over his sexual encounters with men. When are they going to learn that religious repression of ones natural self does nothing to help but lots to harm us and the people around us. Lord knows it has caused me enough problems. Maybe that is why I don't bother going to church any more. I can't stand the hypocrisy. The last ministry I was involved in rant and raved about the sin of homosexuality, but the guys kept coming around for sex!?! I guess their beliefs were loosely held at best, huh?

I must admit that I get some perverse pleasure from seeing the self proclaimed high and might and the self righteous get their comeuppance. It does not reverse the damage done to those around them or the scar tissue in my psyche, but it does provide some salve for the pain. I am working through a lot of issues in my life, and I thank you for listening to me rant at times. I do try to be as positive as I can be here, but sometimes the lessons you learn come with the price of pain. Maybe that is why I have collected so many pictures of beautiful men and boys. Beauty is like a drug that masks your pain, if just for a little while. So I keep a lot of "medicine" handy so to speak. Here is a powerful dose for your enjoyment!

I know when I am particularly down that the sight and sound of water is soothing. If I can, I like to go out on the water as the perspective is so much different looking to the shore than vise versa. Combine water, men and music and I am in heaven for a little while.

We can all stand a little heaven, right? Of course my idea of heaven would get me thrown out of most religious edifices in a heart beat! Another reason not to spend time there. Where is the temple of Eros when you need it anyway? Methinks I must build my own here in the pages of Nichevo and invite you all along for the ride.

Have you had sex on the beach? I remember a time several years ago in Virginia there was a really cruisy part of Ocean View Beach where the boys would cum to play or is that play to cum? I went one night and was sitting under the stars just watching the boys wander by when one in particular caught my fancy. Tall, dark, muscular, handsome. mmmmm.... We played cat and mouse for a while before he fell into my trap. I enticed him out of his shorts and proceeded to devour him from stem to stern. I went down on him and was lovingly worshiping his prodigious member when he began to take control. Grasping me around the head, he started slowly to face fuck me, he would speed up and slow down, drawing almost all the way out before plunging to the hilt again and again. His pace became ever more rapid until his pelvis was literally banging my forehead into oblivion. He stiffened and then stopped, buried to the hilt in my mouth and exploded. I swallowed and swallowed some more, not wanting to miss a drop of his essence. When he exploded, so did I though I had not even loosed my self from my shorts. When he finally finished his knees buckled and he sat back on the beach breathless, spent and with out strength to stand. No words were spoken, none were necessary. We parted and never saw each other again, but I remember him to this day.

Ah, memory lane, what a wonderful avenue you are. El camino real for the mind. Is it any wonder I love the beach as I do. I can always conjure up the visuals from my past, my mind has a million gb hard drive full of such events and experiences, it might take a while to relate them all to you, but the telling is every bit as enjoyable as the reading. So hang around and eventually you will hear them all.

You guys remember to post your votes in the banner photo poll in the sidebar. Right now the young hunk has 60 per cent of the vote, so I see where the trend is and where your interests are. Can't say as how I blame you, but you still have time to make your voices heard.

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I suppose that is all the words I have for you today. It is indeed a pleasure to bring you the things I do. Keep on coming back and I will keep on giving you the best that I have to offer. Until next time as always, Enjoy!