The Mega Post That's Been Looming!

Though neither of these guys are classically handsome or have gym perfect bods, they are total dick-hardeners, for me at least.

I think it's that they are relaxed and friendly toward each other, and just happy to go with the flow without too much exaggerated 'performance'.

Of course there's the meet and greet business to begin - but these guys seem to get into the pashing phase pretty much straight off ...







Sweetly done don't you think?

Then the guys keep the oral thing going, but with a twist - Lucas gives Josh's butt hole 'the treatment' ...















I was about to say 'sweetly done again' but I don't think that's quite the right expression. Let's just say ... eeeowwzzza!!!! You know by now it's my thing, well, one of them!

At this point you must be coming to the conclusion these two are seriously orally fixated ... cos Lucas now goes for the feet ...






And just when you thought the guys'd stop putting things in their mouths ... BJs are on the menu, Josh on Lucas ...








... and the big swap around (this is where we go big-time mega) ...






































Now, you realise we're only half way through!

There's the fucking and the cumming to go - but I'm too buggered (and not in a good way) after posting this monster ... and I need a break. Only a little one though!

The best way to deal with the disappointment of such coitus interruptus, I reckon, is to reconstruct it in your mind as something to look forward to!

BTW, the Hotfile link for the video is HERE. And the one for the pics HERE.

An aside - there's something a bit 'white mouse' bout Josh, don't you think? And, unexpectedly, I think it's mind-blowingly erotic!

Postscript Post - The End of an Era, the 1915 Fire at Le Moulin Rouge

The old Moulin Rouge burnt down in February 1915, ending the era I/we time-travelled to a couple of posts ago.

It's been rebuilt of course but he new one is, well, more than a bit ho hum ... it's just that its time of the past.

The Can Can can no longer be executed as the height of eroticism! It'd be like the very low voltage charge generated by raising one of the legs of your boardies ... to reveal what's just above the knee.





Curiously (though maybe not so curiously) the most poignant image in this footage for me is of the chandeliers ...


... still valiantly hanging on in all the ruination ...

A great metaphor for life if ever there was one!

To Mega Post or Not?

I was just about to do a post on our buddies Josh and Lucas here, but couldn't decide whether to go mega or not.

I need some input.

So do you wanna see a bit more of what's below ... or a ton?






That's the question guys and it'd be great if you could do the poll at the top and to the right of this post for the answer.

Keep in mind your verdict will instantly produce a post of exactly the kind you want and need!

The New Organ Between My Ears

The blog's filling up guys - just hit the 75% mark, though not sure what exactly this means, timeline-wise.

Maybe years!

But just in case, 'The New Organ Between My Ears' (Link) is up and running - with three sizzling posts of ultimate hotties to heat up your 'low brains' - as though they ever went cold!




It'd be a good idea to 'Bookmark' the new blog now cos I think I'll be precautionarily moving over there before this one runs right out.

But I'll be News Flashing again when the move seems necessary.

See you round here till then!

What's in a Name - Le Lapin Agile

Le Lapin Agile

Just when you think you knew it!

Montmartre of the late C19 has always had the strongest fascination for me, particularly the establishments that emerged there to meet certain of the shall we say more basic needs of intellectuals, artists, writers, the upper classes, politicians and so on.

While these venues presented genuine artists, such as the cabaret singer Yvette Guilbert ...

Henri Toulouse-Lautrec 'Yvette Guilbert' 1894

... many of the 'performers' had parallel careers as persons of easy virtue, like the famed Can Can dancer La Goulue (Louise Weber, 1866-1929) ...


... who was the undisputed and highly paid star of the Le Moulin Rouge ...


Other similar music halls in Montmartre were Le Moulin Radet ...


... and Le Moulin de la Galette ...

Le Moulin de la Galette 1885

Vincent van Gogh 'Le Moulin de la Galette' (1886)

Other watering holes of the demi monde were cafes, such as Le Chat Noir ...



... and Le Lapin Agile ...

Le Lapin Agile 1880-1890

Le Lapin Agile with the proprietor, Frédéric Gerard, aka le père Frédé, playing the guitar (c1905)

Now - slowly slowly - we're getting to the point of the post!

In 1875, a sign was painted for 'Le Cabaret des Assassins' at 22 rur des Saules in Montmartre.

It showed a rabbit jumping out of a saucepan. Hence, I thought, the name of the cafe - agility does of course keep rabbits out of cooking utensils and off dinner tables, yeah?

However ... the painter's name was Andre Gill and so locals gradually began to call the cafe 'Le Lapin à Gill' (Gill's rabbit) - which I imagine evolved, as things do, into 'Le Lapin Agile' (the nimble rabbit. Though perhaps both meanings were intended at the outset.

At the century turned over, the 'Le Cabaret Au Lapin Agile' was attracting artists and writers, such as Picasso, Utrillo and Apollinaire. Who often recorded the goings on. Classic Montmartre stuff.

Pablo Picasso 'Au Lapin Agile' (1905)

Now, I very much like the notion of time travelling back - even just for a moment - to any or all of these establishments.

And it seemed momentarily possible this morning when I came across a tiny piece of early C20 French film.

It shows a bunch of people in Montmartre walking past 'Le Rat Mort' (the dead rat) ...


... and then we see the briefest camera shot of Gill's sign through the branches of a tree, an image in which we can just make out the legs of the infamous rabbit as it leaps out of a pan sitting on a bottle strewn table ...


Or are we alternatively looking at an early form of Rorschach inkblot test!

The footage then leads into the outside front patio of Le Lapin Agile, with its benches and tables just as pictured in the photograph and painting above. But with with the addition of a maid, a small donkey, and the patron's dog. The requisite writers/painters/poets/whatever are there cogitating away round a table in the background ...


The capped man in the middle ground tries not too successfully to drive the donkey out of frame with a little cane ...


Finally we have the patron himself, Frédéric Gerard, known as le père Frédé ...


... with his back against open window shutters and puffing away on his pipe, for all the world a dead ringer for Santa Claus.

Ok, I'm just going to step into my tardis ... and while I'm away ...

... I hope you'll enjoy this just half as much as I did making it!

Jay (and Trent?) - The Next Chapter

Hope you guys are you ready for the next chapter of our uber furry bubble-butted friend here.

Just noticed his huge fleshy muscular arms and shoulders ... for the hundredth time of course ...


... an alternative massively erogenous zone ...


Actually, watching Jay's reactions is almost as horny-making as seeing him getting sucked ...


... well, almost ...



... actually, I think I'm wrong there ...


So fucking hot when he spreads his legs and feet for easier access ...


... or just to make a point, maybe ...




And when flexes his power packed thighs as he gets nearer to shooting a big load down Trent's throat ...



... and gives that seriously dick-hardening look again ...


... well, it's pretty much enough to get me to the edge, don't know about you, and ...

... the video ...

... will do the rest!

No challenge guessing what's coming up next guys - it's gotta be the rooting!

Just a Few of the Greens of a Garden

I was looking for flowers in the garden today and suddenly realised I'd missed the potential point of a garden at this time of year - the myriad of greens ...





... that give a sense of delicious cool on stiffling hot summer days.