Sexy, rugged, outdoorsy men

On Friday and Saturday, I helped supervise students at a regional Envirothon competition in a remote wilderness area, where students completed environmental tasks in an "Amazing Race" format.

The issues studied included soil, aquatic, forestry, wildlife, and current environmental problems.  Winners move on to provincial, national and international competitions.

Story #1:   In additional to my teacher-colleagues, there were a handful other men called in to act as judges.  They all worked in the north woods as foresters, environmentalists, watershed management specialists, aquatic biologists and other similar jobs. Note:  there were several woman judges, too.

All  were fit, rugged, relaxed, outdoorsy hunks with facial scruff, ready smiles and clear, sparkling eyes.  My favourite type of men!  .... and such a contrast from big-city commuter men who often look (to me) stressed, unhealthy and unhappy.

I was smitten!  I spent the day consumed with lust, especially over Kyle, a gorgeous, lanky, shaggy-haired, 6'-4" ginger-bearded forester who made an effort to remember my name, and I had forgotten his!.  Hunky Forester went out of his way to chat with me throughout the day.

He looked exactly like the model to the right, but without the GQ wardrobe.

All the outdoorsy hunks wore jeans or work pants and work boots;  an irresistible, sexy combination, all the better for showing off their beautiful asses and muscular thighs .... although sadly, their pants were too loose to accentuate their bulges. :-(

Story #2:   Back at home, I was telling my daughter about my weekend; the same daughter who accidentally met my sweet Brazilian boy last week.    I told her that Mr. Smith (chair of my department) was there with his new girlfriend.

Daughter:  What?  He attended a student event with his girlfriend?  Did they sleep in the same cabin?
Buddy Bear:  Yes, they weren't hiding it.  I don't see anything wrong with that.  At least she was age-appropriate!  (they're both in their mid-50s)
Daughter:   That's more than I can say for you!   Why didn't you bring Lucas* along!  You could have had a romantic evening in front of the campfire!  (shrieks with laughter)    * my sweet Brazilian boy
Buddy Bear:  Ya, right!  Me, Lucas and thirty teenagers!
Daughter:  (makes smooching and kissing sounds)
Buddy Bear:   That's enough!

She's going to torment me about my "boys" for the rest of my life, I fear.  lol

Horny men of summer

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No rest for the wicked

Here's a quick post on one of my busiest weeks in a long time. Insane!  It's 'crunch time' at school as we're at the final three weeks of classes:  exams to be written, marking to be done, social events and pushing ahead with the teaching in all of my classes.  We lost so much time due to snow days this winter that we're all behind in our curriculum coverage.

In addition to teaching all day, every day, this is what else I did this week:

Monday night:  Worked out and swam at our Athletic Complex and saw many, many hot guys in the locker room and communal shower.  Sluurp!

In addition, I've been messaged for many days by a 23 year old "athletic / muscular build" construction labourer, 5' - 6" who is determined to lose his gay virginity.  He sounds smart and a lot of fun.... as well as being hot.  We've made a tentative plan to get together later this weekend. 


Tuesday night:  
1 attended an exciting Pride planning meeting... the event will be happening soon!  ... the home stretch!!  Our Pride week magazine was unveiled which will be distributed widely in town and used as an insert in the local paper.  And there was my name right on page two, listed amongst the organizers!  Another big step out!

Wednesday night:

My school's Gay Straight Alliance will host all the other GSA students and teachers in town at my school in the Family Studies room.

We're having a cooking party (instead of a pot luck) where everyone brings the raw ingredients and we'll cook our own supper.  The GSA kids are so much fun!

We'll also discuss the students' involvement in Pride Week as volunteers;  as well, they're planning to be in the Pride Parade.  As we'll be attending many Pride events with them as well.

Thursday Night:  The teachers at my school are having one of several end-of-school year parties:  bowling!  Woo-hoo!

Friday - Saturday:   My department is hosting a major, regional environmental event in a wilderness area near our town, with students coming from a radius of 200 miles around.

I have little involvement in it, actually, but I was asked to attend due to my First Aid qualifications.  The event would not go ahead without a First Aider present.

I'm rather be cuddling at home with my sweet, Brazilian boy, frankly.

King of the Beach

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Too Much Information: Memorial Day Weekend

I always enjoy these Too Much Information questions by Sean.  His answers are here.

1. Memorial Day is a day of remembrance but it also signifies the "Official" start of summer. What are your plans this weekend?  Last weekend was our Victoria Day weekend.  I worked around the house, spent four hours of sexytime with my Sweet Brazilian Boy, and cooked a special supper with my kids and parents on one day and some teacher friends on another.

  2. What is your most and least favorite thing about summer?  I LOVE summer and deeply appreciate the warmer temperatures after our long, harsh winters.  My only problem with our summers is that they are too short:  sometimes, we only get one month of really nice weather.

3. What do you think of when I say "Bar-B-Que?" I love everything cooked on a barbeque, but especially a butterflied whole chicken cooked with interesting seasonings / herbs / sauces.  I also love grilled vegetables:  carrots, onions, garlic, peppers and sweet potatoes, especially.

4. What is your favourite summer food?  I love all the barbequed foods mentioned above, along with ice cream and fresh summer berries. 

5. Are you in swim suit shape yet?  BY whose standards?  I will be 52 in July so I will NEVER be in swim suit shape according to the Gay Handbook.

However, I am maintaining the status quo regarding my ever-expanding waistline so I look okay in a swimsuit .... for a middle-aged man.

I will be Toronto for a few days this summer and LOVE being naked at Hanlan's Point clothing-optional beach.   That does take a bit of self-confident to get naked in front of all those (mainly) hot gay men.

6. Given the choice, which do you prefer: ocean, lake or pool? I grew up swimming in spectacular fresh water lakes and still prefer them for swimming. But if I lived by the ocean, I'm sure I would grow to love it, too, but the saltiness will take getting used to.  I dislike chlorinated pools but swim in them often.

7. Which summer blockbuster movie are you most looking forward to seeing? None.  I have no interest in any of the movies coming out, unless some guy invites me to the movies on a gay date.

8. Summer reading: What? Recommendations?  I haven't had the time or the focus to read a book in years, truth be told.  But now that my drama is winding down, I should make an effort to read a book this summer:  I like the British "cozy" murder-mysteries, forensic science novels or even romances, preferably gay ones.

9. Vacation Plans? If you can't, what would you do if you could? I am extremely lucky to have the entire summmer off, nearly 70 days.  Woo-hoo! Before becoming a teacher, I worked in the private sector for eight years where I got a two week vacation, so I deeply appreciate my teacher's holiday.

I'd love to travel to Europe or Asia one day but I don't have any money right now. I expect that this will be the last summer with all three of my kids at home so I plan to stay home, get work done around the house, relax, savour the time with my kids and enjoy the hot gay men in my town.  

10. Did you ever have to go to summer school?  I've gone to summer school in Toronto to upgrade my teachers' qualifications, twice.  I LOVED the big-city summer experience but this was many years before I figured out I was gay.  I'd have much more fun now!  

BONUS   Sex on the beach?  Never, but I'd LOVE to!  It's on my gay bucket list.

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Tattooed, pierced and bearded men

Now that our harsh winter is over, I've been going to my Athletic Complex twice most days.  Before school, I go there for my morning shower and sauna;  after school, I do my therapeutic lane swimming, unwind in the sauna and whirlpool and enjoy the naked-man scenery.

Every day without fail, I am treated to numerous sightings of stunning men of all types and ages.

Far too often, I will take an unnecessary detour through the communal shower room and upon spotting a naked hottie with soapy water dripping off his cock, I will suddenly decide to shower a second time or third time that day.  Shameless!

Yesterday morning in the sauna, I encountered one of the most spectacular men I've ever seen in real life.   I'm not overly fond of tattoos, mainly because I see so many ugly ones, and I'm also not a fan of piercings:  lip, eyebrow, nose piercings and the like.  But on Tattooed Muscled Dude, they looked just fine!

He was EXACTLY like the guy pictured at the upper left and in fact, resembled all the guys pictured here.

He was in his early 30s, very lean but with bulging, natural muscles, beefy thighs, tattooed, piercings galore, lightly furry and with a full beard.

And best of all, Tattoed Muscled Dude wore a tight pair of green, shiny boxer briefs made of some stretchy material which gripped his beefy thighs and molded around his cock and balls beautifully. 

He took my breath away .... but I wish I had the courage to chat with him:  What was his name?  Where was he from?  What did he do for a living?  How did he get that fantastic body?  What was the story behind all those tattoos?

But I keep hoping to run into him again.

My daughter meets Sweet Brazilian Boy

Accidentally.

It had been a few weeks since Sweet Brazilian boy and I had gotten together.  First, he away for Spring Break and then I was away at the LGBTQ conference.   As well, his new Spring Term schedule of evening classes made our after-school meetings difficult.

Although my middle daughter had been living with me this week, I invited Brazilian Boy over very early on Sunday morning.  We would have a sweet reunion in the privacy of the Love Nest before my daughter even got out of bed.

The night before, I told my her not to expect me back before 1:00 pm because I was going to be with a friend.  Daughter:  "Oooh!   Breakfast with a special gentleman friend?"  Buddy:  "I don't need to tell you the details."

I picked up Brazilian boy and, as is our usual habit, we held hands as we're driving along.  Sometimes,  I rub his bulge until it gets hard as we're zooming down the highway.  He wears extremely tight jeans which accentuate his thick cock beautifully. (rather like the picture above left)

We pulled into the yard hours before my daughter's normal weekend wake-up time and were greeted by our barking dogs followed by my daughter!  They had woken her up early for their morning pee break so I was forced to introduce her to Lucas.

Our of earshot, she whispered:  "Who's that?"   I replied:  "He's my gentlemen friend!  See you later!" and Lucas and I disappeared into the Love Nest but not before I caught my daughter's delighted smirk: "HE's your friend?"

After over four hours of sweetness with Lucas, I returned from dropping him off in town.  My daughter was waiting.

NOTE:  my daughter and I had our first talk about my gay man friends two years ago, when I accidentally sent her a text intended for my man-friend at that time.

Daughter:  So.... tell me about your friend?  Does he have a name?  Or do I have to call him Scruffy-faced Tall Dude?

Buddy Bear:  His name is Lucas.  He's from Brazil.

Daughter:  Oooh!  A sexy Brazilian!  How old is he?

Buddy Bear:  He's turning 22 in December.

Daughter:  She laughed hysterically:  You're a COUGAR-DADDY?  Dad, NO!!!  He's younger than _ _ _ (my oldest daughter)  I would have guessed he was 30.

Buddy Bear:    Hey!  He pursued me!!!  I didn't message him;  he wanted to hook up!  He messaged me repeatedly for a long time before I finally caved.  We've been seeing each other regularly for a couple of months.

Daughter:  Cougar! Grrowr!  (more hysterical laughter)

Buddy Bear:  He's sweet!  He's on an 18 month English-language training course with 200 other students.

Daughter:  Grrowr!  (still more hysterical laughter)  It's hard enough to get used to the fact that my parents are dating, but this!  You cougar!!   By the way, Mom broke up with her elderly boyfriend. 

Buddy Bear:  It was doomed to failure eventually.  He found out what she's really like, no doubt.  She's way too angry and unstable for any relationship. 

Daughter:  So how many men have you seen, anyway?

Buddy Bear:  (evasively) Err ..... a few!  Quite a few.

Daughter: So you're a serial dater?

Buddy Bear:  Hmmmm  .... I suppose you could say that ....

Daughter:  Well, if you're both happy!  I was worried that you were going to be lonely when we all moved out but obviously not!

But I don't think Mom needs to find out about this .... and I'm not going to tell my friends, either.  "Hey, Vickie, guess what!   My Dad is dating a dude 30 years younger than he is!!   (more hysterical laughter)

Buddy Bear:  That sounds like a good plan.

Daughter: And have you been practicing Safe Sex?   I then had to endure a 10 minute safe sex lecture from my daughter before, finally, my ordeal was over.

Except that she called me "cougar-daddy" for the rest of the evening.