MP’s Photo of the Day (51)

Featuring specially selected images of clothed, semi-nude, or fully nude men (and other random images of masculinity).

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I did not watch the often-ballyhooed Super Bowl football game. Because I don’t watch football at all, I couldn’t have cared less who played or who won/lost the Super Bowl. Now, if any American football game featured nude/naked male players then perhaps I might be interested and inclined to watch that game.

Aight. Disregard that last sentence. I’m just kidding.

You see, playing American-style football while naked could be very horrible to watch, as penises could get torn off and/or testicles could get crushed; to say nothing of the imminent dangers to the male player’s unprotected head as well as the rest of his unprotected body. Ugh! Just imagining that sort of thing happening to a man is quite disturbing!

** A VERY SERIOUS, IMPORTANT NOTE **
Due to the very violent, physically rough contact nature of [American-style] football, I would never recommend any person play that game while nude/naked. Never. The safest aspect of playing with a football – in the nude – with someone else, is simply to play toss and catch – and preferably throwing/catching the football on a softer foundation, like the beach.

– Renzo

MP Fiction: Patience Has Its Reward

Patience_Its Reward-1Your straight best friend James was just showing off today; sharing with you all the details about how he done boned the hell out of that seemingly stuck-up babe you both met at the pub two nights ago. Never mind the fact that she wouldn’t give you any play when you tried talking to her. You suspect that was probably because she got a vibe that you weren’t completely into her – or at least not into any woman with an obvious attitude. Fuck how you hate women (and men too) who are like that, but hey; it’s all good. You figured you’d try to hook up with that very hot male barkeep named Adam who kept giving you the eye (and way too many free tequila shots) throughout the night.

Shortly after James left with that stuck-up bitch of a woman at pub closing time, you and that hot barkeep, Adam (whose name and tight, hairless bubble butt you’ll never forget) had a damn good suck ‘n fuck session in the pub manager’s office. Patience_Its Reward-1bYou entertained the thought that compared to your buddy James, and that nasty woman he took home, it was likely that you and Adam got the better deal…at least sex-wise. You think to yourself, “Straight men who have never had sex with men really don’t know all the sexual pleasures they’re missing because truthfully, only a man knows how to fully and completely sexually please another”. Yeah, that’s a truth you decide you’ll have to blog about later.

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It’s seven o’clock Monday morning. You and James are off work on Mondays and, as usual for the past few years, the two of you meet each other at the community running track for your weekly morning jog/run/walk exercise. During the warm-down walk around the track, James starts telling you his tale about her – that stuck-up woman he picked up from the pub Saturday night. (Her name isn’t important which is why you forgot it the moment it fell from his lips.) James goes on and on about the firmness of her tits and ass, the tightness of her pussy, and how it would grip his big dick at each piston stroke he gave her. He boasts how he had made her come three times– gushing pussy juice all over the bed between eating – then fucking – her pussy. He says the pussy was damn good but complains that her one drawback was that she wasn’t good at giving head.

“Man, that bitch was all teeth!”, said James. “And since she can’t give good head, I’m done with her!“

You chuckle at hearing this, remembering how often James tells you just how particular he is about getting his dick sucked. Sweet.

As you listen more intently, you realize that the details he shares about the woman he sexed over the weekend are indeed sexy as fuck. Then again, James has a certain way of putting an erotic spin on almost everything he talks about. It’s a skill you and he share – and perhaps one of the many reasons why the two of you enjoy talking to each other. So, you didn’t mind when he glanced down at your groin and noticed that growing boner in your running shorts. From the many sex stories James has shared with you over the last few years, he usually shared such stories as the two of you did your walk-down around the track. Surely, he must have noticed the hard-on in your running shorts, particularly since you freeballed, wearing not so much as a jockstrap underneath which always caused your dick to bounce freely when you jogged or walked. Maybe because James really is that straight – or at least portrays to be, which could be why he never once said anything…not even to give you a friendly “no-homo” tease about your boner. Perhaps he’s thinking that if he says something…if he says anything about your jawn, it would mean he noticed way too much – and that in itself could be a bit awkward.

It suddenly occurs to you that you’re putting way too much thought into the natural function of your penis. You realize that in all the time you and James have known each other and whenever he’d spin one of his highly sexually erotic stories of some female conquest of his, he’s never once made mention – nor poked fun, as most guys tend to do to each other, about your obvious erection. Besides, assuming James did notice the front of your jogging shorts poking out, it could very likely signify to him just how much you were enjoying listening to his… sexcapades. Knowing you’re bisexual – and probably long suspecting that you’ve got a sexual thing for him too, James plays off noticing the erection in your running shorts as he continues telling his wild and sexy story. Then James stops walking on the running track, causing you to stop walking too.

Patience_Its Reward-2a“Bruh, I know you’ve just been dying to see what I’ve been working with and what the ladies love.” “Check it out…” he says, as he pulls back one part of his yellow shorts to reveal through the mesh…. it.

You can’t help but glance down at it, gasp, and utter to yourself (in what you thought was a low whisper)…“Daaaayum”.
Even in its limp or flaccid site, James’ dick is awesome as fuck; looking just as you had hoped – in your masturbatory fantasies of him– it would look like.
Wait. Did you just say that out loud? Oh fuck! Yes, the fuck you did! A feeling of embarrassment rushes over your face. Yet, you can’t stop staring at his blessed thick manhood as you think to yourself… “There ought to be a law or something against Nature creating such fine men then cursing them with such a beautifully heavy, uh… appendage… to carry.”

Patience_Its Reward-2bAs you and James resume your walk around the track, your mind starts to imagine you telling him how much you’d love to at least cop a feel of that thick “middle leg” of his; to get just one nice grip of that wonderful man-meat. You hesitate to say a word because you know damn well that were you to merely touch it…to grip and hold it in your hand…even if all you did was merely rub the back of your hand against his dick through the mesh netting of his jogging shorts, you’d want to do more…oh so much more! So, no… you think to yourself. Just touching or slightly feeling James’ fine dick won’t be enough for you. You’re going to want to taste it… to suck on it, too. And knowing just how much you love an attractive dick/cock, you’d want to keep on sucking on James’ dick because you know that the moment you’re allowed to hold it….once you get your lips around his wonderful thick flaccid penis…feeling it grow to its long hardness inside your mouth, you won’t be able to let go.

Your mental fantasy continues as you imagine taking deep in your mouth his beautiful thick cock; pressing your nose against his black curly-haired pubic mound then later against his hairy musky ball sack. You can’t help but inhale in the strong, sweaty musk of his pubes and his balls which after running several laps, are moist from being trapped in those nylon shorts. Oh yes; sucking James’ dick – or letting him skull-fuck you, would feel so fuckin’ good and so fuckin’ …. natural.

Patience_Its Reward-3Your fantasy of blowing James right there on the running track enhances as you imagine his cock erupting, filling your mouth with that familiar bittersweet taste of man-spunk; some of his seed spilling from a corner of your lips. Oh, yeah; going down on James will be more of a treat; perhaps more for you than for him…or so you’d like to think. You’d want all of James’ dick. At this point of the fantasy, you feel your own dick leaking precum.

You switch the fantasy to where James pulls out of the skull-fucking he’s giving you, roughly turns you over, grabs you by the waist and thighs, orders you to bend over and arch your back, then pulls down your jogging shorts, as he spits on – then tongues – your hairy ass hole before shoving his cum-covered hard cock between your sweaty butt cheeks. Your body readily and most easily complies as you take a deep breath from this anal invasion. Patience_Its Reward-3cThe head of James’ dick has found your opening as it slowly enters in, followed quickly by what feels to you like the never-ending long shaft of his engorged manhood. He’s entering ever so deeply into your moist, relaxed, now-surely fucked manhole. You feel the full length of James’s dick in your tight ass as he begins to slowly perform that deep-in and partially out piston motion you so greatly love when you bottom. You can’t help but whisper loudly in this fantasy …“Oh yeah, you sexy muthafucka!” My ass and body are yours! Fuck, how you feel so damn good inside me. Yes, my fyne brotha…fuck me. FUCK ME!!!”

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While this erotic scene plays quickly in your mind, James’ deep baritone voice shakes you back to reality as he says chuckling,
“Hey, g. I knew you’d like what you saw if I showed it to you. But damn, bruh, snap out of it. If you could see the look on your face right now!”

That small bit of embarrassment you felt earlier quickly fades because you know your friend gets it. After all, how did James expect you’d react to seeing his handsome dick… something he’s never before shown you? Still, the way he looks at you…smiling and chuckling, suggests that he not only noticed your surprise reaction when he pulled back the corner of his shorts to show you “what he’s working with and what the ladies love”to use his words… but that he also clearly heard you gasp at its appearanceAlthough you and James are the only two people on the running track, you can’t but wonder whether anyone else might have seen what you just did.

James again stops walking to put his arm around your shoulder, gives you a quick hug and says…
“It’s all good, bruh. I understand. I dig the fact that you dig me sexually and hey; it’s all good. Frankly, I’m flattered. And just so you know, in the few years we’ve known each other, hung out together, have been cool friends and all that, I’ve always appreciated how you never once made a move on me… though I can’t say I’ve never wondered why.

You tell him: “Well, that’s because I like and respect you as a friend, bruh. And I happen to respect our friendship more than any physical or sexual desire I might have for you. I’m sure you’ve long suspected that I’m sexually attracted to you. If not, well…fuck it, now you know. And though you’re cool with me being bi, it’s no reason for me to take advantage of our friendship by making a pass. Fuck, g; Been there, done that back when I was young, ignorant, and didn’t know any better. I try not to make the same mistakes twice. So yeah, I’m not going to intentionally say or do anything which I think might or possibly could fuck up our friendship; which in my mind, is a damn good friendship.”

“It’s all good.” says James.
“Listen, bruh. I may be straight but that doesn’t mean that I’m not human. Fuck, let’s just be honest. Aight? Sometimes I jack off thinking about you and me getting down; just us two homies who happened to like, respect, and trust each other. I’ve imagined us busting a nut together – either while jacking off while we watched porn – gay porn, that is. Perhaps if we’re both feeling freaky, especially after we’ve had a few drinks or smoking some weed, we could kick a lil’ sumthin’ sumthin’ with each other. Know what I’m sayin’, g?”

“Really, James?”, you say…trying not to sound too excited. “Well, damn! I’ve jacked off several times to fantasies about us kicking it, too! In fact, I just had one hot fantasy the moment you showed me your dick. Uh…if that doesn’t gross you out or anything…”

“Naw, g. I kinda figured you must have taken some kind of mind-trip somewhere on that level. I mean… the expression on your face when you saw my dick – then hearing what sounded you swallowing your tongue, gave away whatever was going through that mind of yours! And check out that wet spot in your shorts.” says James, letting out a hearty laugh.

You look down at your crotch. You knew you were leaking precum during your quick fantasy about James but didn’t think you had leaked so much as to have it show through the front of your shorts.

“Well, you caused that to happen, James; with you telling your sexy ass stories AND showing me your nice-looking dick too! Damn. I – or rather my dick – couldn’t help itself!”, you say chuckling.

It’s all good, g. Look; don’t get me wrong; I still like and prefer women…and I’m almost pretty sure I’m not bi or anything. But fuck; maybe I am. Who the fuck knows and why the fuck should anyone but me care? I like sex. Aight? And, though I’ve never kicked it with a guy, that doesn’t mean I won’t try it…I mean, that doesn’t mean that I haven’t been curious about trying it…at least with the right guy. You feel me?” , he says with a wink.

“Yeah, James. I feel you. And just so you know, you never have to label your sexuality nor ever justify to anyone what you like, enjoy, and/or choose to do sexually. It’s your business…and of course, the business of whomever you choose to get down with. As I said, I believe human sexuality is fluid…a subject we’ve talked about before.”

 James says, “See, bruh? That’s one of the reasons why I like you. You’re so open-minded and deep!” “Hey”, continues James, pointing down to his erection and the wet spot on the side of his jogging shorts. “Would you look at that? Now we’re both hard and leaking just talking about sex and I’m fucking horny. If you’re willing, how ‘bout we finish our morning exercise… in bed?

Recalling that hot fantasy you had earlier, quickly you respond…
“Sweet. Your place or mine?”
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Oh yes…patience does indeed have its reward.

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– Renzo

Sexual Reciprocation

[Dick Spit No. 2019-03] In this article I talk briefly about sexual reciprocation with regard to sexual roles and sexual acts.

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Whether you’re in a “fuck-buddy” or a friends-with-benefits relationship, or perhaps in an intimate and committed relationship, I believe it’s always best for each person in the relationship to clearly establish what it is that either person in the relationship will do and won’t do sexually. I prefer to believe that each sexually active person either has certain limits, tolerances, and/or a measure or degree of comfort regarding the sexual role they play as well as the kind of sexual acts they will perform or will have performed on them. Of course, no person should ever be forced or coerced into doing anything sexual which they either do not want to do or which they feel – or would or might feel uncomfortable with doing to someone else or with having done to themselves.

I also believe in giving or allowing a person the opportunity to return the sexual favor I  performed (or which that person had performed on me) and to do so of their own volition or if so asked. I call this sexual reciprocation or sexual reciprocating. In my opinion, mutual reciprocation is an important element in any sexual relationshipThis is where openly communicating with one’s partner comes in; where you and your partner determine what sexual role will be played, by whom, for how long, etc, and/or what sexual act(s) will be allowed or not allowed, and to what extent. You and your partner can determine whether or not the sexual roles can or will be reversed and if certain sexual act(s) can, will, or should be returned in kind. If while having sex, a partner says no to anything, then you should accept that person’s answer and, if necessary, make a mental note to discuss the matter later (assuming your partner is willing), after the sex you’re having is over.

sexreciprocation art-3If you are a “go-with-the-flow” in bed kind of guy and not (what I’d call) an only” kind of guy in bed (with the word “only” meaning that you “only top” or that you “only bottom”), then this article may appeal to you, otherwise it may not. (No shade or disrespect to those gay, bisexual, and SGL (same-gender loving) male readers who are “top only” or “bottom only” kind of guys. To be honest, you wouldn’t be my type.)

As most of you know, when it comes to male-on-male anal coitus (anal intercourse), there are men who either are – or who prefer – the sexual role of being the top (aka the penetrator), or the bottom (aka the penetrated), as well as men who are simply versatile (meaning, with regard to sexual roles, they “go with the flow” during sex…meaning, they can be either the top or the bottom in male-to-male anal coitus). Some men consider themselves as simply sexual versatile when it comes to male-to-male anal coitus while other men who are versatile get a bit more specific when describing their sexual roles. Such versatile men may consider themselves as being a versatile-top. This simply means that while such men enjoy playing the role of the top, sometimes they may prefer to bottom. Other versatile men may consider themselves as being a versatile-bottom. This simply means that while such men enjoy playing the role of the bottom, sometimes they may prefer to top.

As a sexually versatile man myself (versatile bottom, to be specific), reciprocation of sexual roles – like sexual acts, is important to me. In other words, there may be times when I do not want to bottom. Communicating this to an understanding partner – particularly to a partner who himself is or may be versatile (or specifically is a versatile-top or a versatile-bottom), can help keep the relationship healthy and strong.

sexreciprocation art-1Reciprocation of the sexual role and/or with a sexual act simply involves each person in the relationship knowing and understanding the desires, needs, and feelings of their partner as well as each person in that relationship being thoughtful, considerate, and patient. Each partner in the relationship should try to express his (or her) point of view regarding any matter of sex; doing so wisely (and preferably) long before ever allowing four, six, eight, twelve or more months to pass in the relationship. Few people neither like nor appreciate late-in-the-relationship sexual surprises. Whether your sexual relationship with a person is classified as being that of “fuck-buddy”, a “friend-with-benefits” or one that’s an intimate commitment, there’s never any need for anyone in the relationship to be in need nor unhappy because to be such means that the relationship is not a healthy relationship.

Watch the 15-minute YouTube (safe-for-work) gay video short posted below called Versátil (Versatile). In the film, you’ll meet Alex and Hugo, a handsome gay couple. Versátil is a foreign-language video but has English subtitles. I don’t know how long the video will be on YouTube so I suggest you watch it as soon as you can. (If you can’t see the video embedded in this article then either click here or click the video title above.)

I encourage you to share your comments about the video and/or your own personal experiences related to sexual reciprocation in the comments section. (Thanks!)

– Renzo

Feeling Sick…Yet Still Sexual!

rfx_fuck it, sick,not feeling well[Dick Spit No. 2019-02] 
Hey fellas.

I’m sorry that since last Saturday (19JAN19), I hadn’t posted to Masculine Perspectives. I’ve been feeling “under the weather (read: sick, ill) for eight (8) days straight! UGH! I just spent time trying to take care of myself.
(S/N: Now’s the time when I could use a nice, warm, naked hug from the front and someone warm and naked to “become one with me” from the back. Please? Thank you!)

Today however, I’m beginning to feel a little better, although I still have a terrible and nagging cough and cold. Along with cold meds, rest, taking my daily shower (a norm for me) a diet of soup, crackers, tea and honey (which I sometimes spike with rum because I’m old school that way), drinking lots of water, and of course, sucking on cough drops (instead of dick), I’ve tried to avoid speaking whenever I can so that my throat can heal. My 22-year-old son who’s away in college, loves to text me rather than have a voice conversation on the phone. He appreciates the temporary pass I’ve given him to just go ahead and text me instead of calling or having a Facetime session. Kids today.
I’m a radio broadcast announcer and station DJ by profession, therefore I need my voice to properly and efficiently do my job. (And oh boy; the acting job I did last Saturday while doing my radio show – a time when the symptoms of illness seemed to have hit me the hardest, was no-less than Oscar-winning indeed!)

I’ll be back very soon (perhaps as soon as late this evening or this weekend) to posting more dick-chubbin’ eye candy photos and sharing more of my thoughts, experiences, and/or useful information which (per the mission and purpose of this blog) promote the expression, frank discussion, and celebration of matters related to male masculinity, sexuality and sensuality. Until then, take care and remember to exercise your prostate. (Life’s too short not to have an orgasm every day.) Before I close this article, here’s a sexy anecdote that may give some of you a chuckle.

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A few days ago, I tried jacking off (masturbating). Well…actually I did indeed masturbate/jack off.  Mind you, I neither needed nor had any real desire or horniness to masturbate. I simply wanted to play with myself because…well, I hadn’t had a hard-on (erection) in a few days! (S/N: I suppose when you get my age (58), you always want to be sure that you can still get your dick hard whenever you want – even when you’re sick.)

So…there I was in bed that one night – naked of course, because I always sleep in the nude whether or not I’m sick – and played with my then-limp/flaccid dick and big balls. Thinking back to some of my past sexually hot experiences which often serve as my  ‘batespiration (“batespiration” ia portmanteau of the words ‘masturbation’ and ‘inspiration’)I got hard and began masturbating, I stopped briefly to grab some Albolene, some of which I keep in a small canister in my nightstand.
renzo, albolene jar(S/N: Albolene is the primary 
product I use as lube for masturbation. I’ll talk about some lubes I use to masturbate with in a future Masculine Perspectives blog article.)  I put some Albolene on my cock and return to jacking off. Fuck, was it difficult for me to concentrate! And I didn’t like the fact that my hard cock somehow felt a lot thinner in my hand in terms of its normal girth. What the fuck was in my hand?

After what seemed like hours, I finally came, ate my load – because fuck, guys…I simply enjoy doing that sometimes, wiped my greasy hand and dick, breathed a huge sigh of post-orgasmic relief, turned over and immediately fell asleep.

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Now, you might ask, “Why did you bother masturbating knowing you were sick?
All I can say to that question is this: I was sick … and certainly not thinking well at the moment; perhaps hoping that an orgasm would help me feel a bit better. While I had an orgasm and ejaculated a decent amount of semen, I barely felt the orgasm itself that night. There could be any number of reasons for that. Anyway fellas, I wasn’t being dumb as I was jacking my dick; I was simply being male and…..sexual. It is what it is with me. Masturbating did not make me feel any sicker. In fact, masturbating may have helped heal me in some small way. As I write this article, I’m considering jacking off again – either after work this evening but for sure once or twice this weekend because, as I just said, masturbation just may speed up the healing process!
I talked briefly about my jack-off experience in this tweet which I also posted to my Facebook page:
rfx, renzo tweet (22jan2019)Hope you enjoyed the read! Naked hugs… and a gentle tug to your left buttock!

– Renzo

Perhaps You Can Relate…

[Dick Spit No. 2019-01] I’m hoping 2019 will be the year of my first actual/serious date in a decade. This random sex thing – while often fun and pleasing, may sooner or later take a toll on this sexy, healthy, middle-aged body. I mean, fuck; it’s 3:48 am on a Monday morning as I begin writing this, having already tweeted and Facebook-posted the heavily abbreviated, censored version of what happened last night/this early morning.

perhaps you can relateThis past weekend was indeed a long for me. I had just flown back from Philly this past Saturday after attending my mom’s funeral held the Thursday before. Yesterday (Sunday) afternoon I did my radio show (which, after live broadcasting, often leaves me exhausted). I then went home, had dinner, and had planned to simply chill in my recliner, watching whatever was on TV until I was drowsy and ready to go to bed.

Sometime before midnight, I get a call from a former fuck-buddy of mine. Damn. Looking at the name on the caller ID and seeing the name “Kevyn J.”, it hit me that I had neither seen nor heard from Kevyn (“Kev” for short) in years. I’d always assumed he had moved on.
[S/N: In my experience, fuck buddies, particularly some older ones, always get out of the “game” of being a fuck-buddy as they move on to marriage or to some other committed relationship type situation. It’s no biggie. Over the years, I’ve long since gotten used to my fuck-buddies moving on without leaving so much as a word or hint to me that it might be weeks, months, or perhaps years before we’d again hook up – if ever, or at least again see each other. Considering this, I always like to fuck my sex partners as though sex with that person would be the last time I’d have sex with that person (because it just might be).]

I had half a mind to ignore Kevyn’s call, thinking, “Well, I’ll be damned. Where the fuck has his fine sweet ass been all these years? Perhaps it was on instinct that I decided to answer his call. perhaps you can relate (gif1)It’s not as though I get sex that often – especially from a guy with whom I still have fond memories – and would often jack off to those memories – of us having some damn good, hot man-sex. I answered the call and, just as I suspected, Kevyn was indeed shamelessly making a late-night booty call. All he said to me was, “Hey-y-y-y, Renzo! Whassup? I’m in town. Mind if I come over?” I chuckled to myself as I noticed my dick getting hard, precum already oozing from the tip. Yep; this guy Kevyn (who’s about fifteen years younger than me) was only one of a few dudes whose fellow masculine,“alpha male” type demeanor, his willingness to “go with the flow” in bed, and who readily (most thankfully) reciprocated any sex act I did to him – to say nothing of his excellent personal hygiene practices, was on my list of favorite fuck-buddies.

I have always held (and still hold) a strong physical and sexual attraction to Kevyn. He is very good-looking, has a beautiful body (at least his is my preferred body type – the kind which I unapologetically reflect in many of the images I post on Masculine Perspectives), and always smelled good. Guys like Kevyn have always had a unique sexual effect on me; the telltale signs being my rock-hard erection and strings of precum leaking out of my cock whenever he’d text or call asking whether he could come over. Though I might be tired as fuck (as I was last night from my recent trip home and the weekend), it was always difficult for me to say “no” to him; something which goes back several years when we first started our fuck-buddy relationship. And, as tired as I was last night, I couldn’t say no to him. I can’t explain it, but my body always seems to find the energy to have sex.

Anyway, I said to Kevyn, “Sure, man; come on over.” Well, that cocky mutherfucker just knew I was going to say “yes” because before I could finish my sentence, he immediately said, “Already on my way. See you in ten!” perhaps you can relate_rn's dildo, 7inchI hung up then went to my bedroom to remove the comforter and throw pillows from the bed. Next, from the nightstand I took out the half empty box of condoms – checking the expiration date, then took out the lube and cock rings and placed all of that on top. I took out my 7-inch lifelike dildo, too – though rarely do I use my dildo when having sex. However, since I bought it several months ago, I wanted to show it off to Kev.
[S/N: My dildo (pictured) is strictly for my personal pleasure when I’m exceptionally horny and the “real thing”– like Kev’s dick for example, isn’t available to satisfy my needs.]

I had showered several hours earlier so I was ready… ass-wise, for sex. Based on my many previous sexual experiences with Kevyn, I figured (and found that I had figured correctly) that he’d be ready…ass-wise, too. We both are very much into eating ass (aka anilingus) and that’s always a good thing! The moment Kevyn walked in my place we kissed and caressed each other like we were old lovers before pulling away to go sit in the living room and chat for a bit. We enjoyed a couple of glasses of white wine before Kevyn leaned over to kiss me and begin making out. He pulled off my robe to find me already naked underneath….dick hard, leaking precum. perhaps you can relate_toe lickHe leaned down to lick the precum from my dick before putting his lips around the head then went on to swallow the entire shaft, sucking my dick for all its worth. Feeling like I was about to cum, I gently push Kevyn’s head off my dick so I could pull off his shirt, jeans (he wasn’t wearing underwear), and socks. I took one of Kev’s beautiful sweat-moist feet in my hand to massage and suck on his toes. I don’t have a foot fetish but am a sucker, so to speak, for attractive guys who have (what I perceive), are nice, well-pedicured feet. As I reached up to begin sucking Kevyn’s dick, he grabbed my hand, saying “Let’s take this to bed.” (You can use your imagination regarding what happened next.)

Roughly three hours later, after the great sex, Kevyn goes to the bathroom to wash his dick and balls. He shouts out to me (who’s busy drafting this blog article) in the bedroom, “Hey man… I hate to play “hit it and run” but I gotta get back to my brother’s place. I’m flying out tomorrow afternoon.”
Geez. 
Late-night booty calls, particularly those held the day before the work week starts, can be something else. I’m usually off work on most Mondays and had hoped Kevyn would stay with me until morning. Fuck how I miss spending mornings with him. We’d always have some very hot sex in the morning, often started by whichever one of us had woken up first and began doing something sexual – and sexy – to the other as he slept. Oh, yeah…morning sex can often be the best sex! Oh well; so much for me getting any of that from him this time around. *sigh*
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Kevyn just left here a few minutes ago. It’s now 4:21 am on this second Monday of the new year. I should be tired but… I’m notI’m fuckin’ horny again! After I close and publish this article, I’m going back to bed and jack off before I go to sleep. I’ll lay my naked ass in the cum-damp spot on my bed, among the many blond pubic hairs Kevyn left behind on the sheets. As I jack off, I’ll repeatedly sniff the same pillow I propped under Kevyn’s ass so that I could better eat and fuck that tight, hairy hole of his. The odor of man-funk – that is, the combined male pheromones from our armpits, scrotums, ass funk, and the cum odor from both Kev’s body and mine own still linger in my bedroom. All those funky odors serve as an aphrodisiac and certainly must be the cause for why I’m horny. Fuck, how I wish Kevyn were back here...now.
*sigh*

Listen to me carry on. I may need to chill a bit with these late-night weekend fuck-buddy booty calls.

– Renzo

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(Sorry; I do not have info on how you can see or enlarged images using Microsoft’s Internet Explorer/IE browser or the Firefox browser since I use neither on my Mac.)

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MP’s Photo of the Day (37)

Featuring specially selected images of clothed, semi-nude, or fully nude men (and other random images of masculinity).

MP_POTD (31DEC2018)As we say goodbye to the year 2018, I want to thank each of you for following my blog, Masculine Perspectives, and for showing both your support and your patience through your many “likes” and/or comments to the images and the written content posted/published here. I appreciate it all more than you know!

May you all have a most pleasant “last day of 2018” moment, and a most prosperous, safe, and very healthy 2019!

 – Renzo