Today's pictures are of lovely wrestlers in spandex singlets. At the photocopier, I spent much time admiring the early-30s wrestling coach at my school who is also my son's welding teacher and a former top-level wrestler.
He has a perfect wrestler's build: well-developed pecs and biceps, beefy thighs, a lovely bulge and juicy ass. Mouth watering! He's just oozing testosterone and masculinity!
Although he's married with one child, I can't help but notice that he glances down at my bulge every time that we meet. I know that he has that tingle of interest in men so I amuse myself by flirting with him in a very low key but intense way. lol
Both of my daughters have performed with our local junior symphony orchestra in recent years. The orchestra members range in age from 17 to 24 and are all students at our local university and college along with a few senior high school students.
I always enjoy their concerts because the music is okay but mainly because my daughter is a featured player in her section. She looks absolutely gorgeous in the formal attire the performers are required to wear. Stunning!
But a major side benefit are the lovely views of hunky (and some nerdy) 20-something men in the ensemble. They all wear tight black dress pants which accentuate their asses and bulges, legs spread wide open as they cradle their instrument between their thighs. Yum! And the conductor is darn cute, too!
After their 2013 Christmas concert, a guy my age (then 50) started a chat on squirt.org. I commented on the fact that his profile said that he lived in my former neighbourhood, some 45 minutes drive from where I live now.
Buddy Bear: I used to live in the ______ neighbourhood.
Stalker Dude: "Yes, I know.
Buddy Bear: What do you mean "you know?"
Stalker Dude: I know who you are.
Buddy Bear: Really? How do you know? (he ignored the question)
Stalker Dude: Your kids used to go to ____ ____ Elementary School." (he then named them) My son went there too. I've talked to you several times at school events over the past ten years. I always used to wonder if you were bi like me.
Buddy Bear: I'm gay not bi. But I can't imagine who you are. I talked to dozens of men. What do you look like? (he ignored the question again)
Stalker Dude: At a Band Parents' meeting last year , I heard _ _ _ (my ex's name) telling another parent that you were gay. My cock got hard just thinking that you liked guys.
Buddy Bear: Wow!
Stalker Dude: I was watching you at the concert tonight. My son's with the orchestra. You were sitting in the front row with your parents.
Buddy: Really! Where were you?
Stalker Dude: I was in the balcony with my wife. But afterwards, I got close to you. I was standing about four feet away when you were talking to _ _ _ _ (my daughter's name) My cock got hard.
Buddy: Dude, that's a bit creepy...
Since then, Stalker Dude has started sexy chat with me on squirt most evenings. He's still lives in my former neighbourhood and is married and closeted but doesn't want to change his situation. Stalker Dude said his son was in the same class as one of my daughters (but he wouldn't tell me which one) throughout their elementary years.
He also told me that he experimented with men prior to marriage but hasn't hooked up since then and hasn't had sex with his wife in over 12 years. But he's horny as hell and is about to burst at the thought of being with a man.
I've been wracking my brain but I cannot imagine anyone who fits his profile. I have no idea who he is or what he looks like and he delights in teasing me with that fact.
So far, this is an unfolding story but I find the whole situation amusing rather than alarming. But I am absolutely convinced that he will want to meet me in person one day soon.