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@cocksuckercaleb
Hot little fucker, I’d pay his bills.
BAM!
Worship your man.
I could eat him alive
STUD, right down to the outline of the cock head in the jock.
I just instinctively drop to my knees.
What an honor kissing his guns and licking his pits would be.
A porn star and a drag queen can conquer the world.
Is it real, or is it a fantasy?
My regular followers, who know I am a retired psychologist, frequently ask me if I think certain blogs are “real.” My usual initial reply is “what difference does it make?” Tumblr is primarily a form of entertainment like Netflix or a movie. I do think most, like my own, are a combination of reality and fantasy. It’s just a different ratio for different blogs. Some appear to be 99% true, while others appear to be 99% false (like most Fin Dom sites which look more like scams to me). For me, what I tell you about myself and my past experiences is true, but I don’t tell you everything.
It was pointed out to me by a colleague that blogs have given a visual presence to day dreams. We all fantasize about sexual relationships with people who wouldn’t give us the time of day, or about being wealthy, or about being a sports star. Blogs allow us to give our fantasies a home.
At the end of the day we are all just trying to get by, financially, emotionally and sexually. Truth can be subjective anyway. I recall a American Lit professor saying that while To Kill a Mockingbird is a work of fiction, it tells us a truth about the deep south in the 1930′s.
Be Happy.
Now that’s a “red” neck in its original form and meaning.
Fuck.
I can’t even, I just can’t even
How can you not love this.
I even like the camera angle. The photographer is kneeling at his feet, as would be appropriate.
Nothing says “come hither” quite like a white jock.
Why I love living in Atlanta.
I see guys like this (or close) at my intown gym. I often wonder if they know they are perfect.
I pray every night that Gus is a top.