Which gives me cause to grind my axe about ice cream commercials. Have you always noticed that ice cream adds always feature young girls who clearly are bordering on children who are seductively about to suck on an ice cream in a manner clearly designed to make us think they are giving head?

Put my point of view to any add agency and of course they will sorely disagree with me – but of course they would! Well why then don’t they show a young teenage boys doing a butterfly flick on a creamy Magnum? Or two slim, smooth lads doing deep throat on a Strawberry Corneto? Better still – why not just show some fat old overweight tart whose eaten too many ice screams squatting over the toilet with her fingers down her throat cos she bulimic – surely this is more the reality?

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So we re-staged a photo shoot with these two delicious boys, Neri and Tibo with Chris providing his cock as the ice cream! And a hot peice of Tibo’s ass as a tub of Ben and Jerry’s. Hmmm – I’m not sure what I’d prefer to suck on? Triple chocolate truffle with banana bits and toffee crumble? Or big, thick, meaty dick with oozy pre-cum and jizz? Can’t wait till dad gives me my pocket money!

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Think the pervy stories on here are well horny! Makes a change to read something sleazy then avin a good tug! I know the pics are all a bit glossy and stuff – so thought I’d send some of my ass and my (I am proud to say) BIG MONSTER COCK! Hope some of you dirty bastards out there will get off on looking at it!!!!!

Louis

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 Had really hot sex – through you’d like to see some of our pics from our sticky session.

Adreas &  Mario.

xx

By Maxwell B.

The night seemed pretty miserable seeing it was the middle of January and the skies hadn’t stopped dropping sheets of rain for most of the day. When Mike left his works party about eleven pm and the neon splashed streets of Soho were pretty empty. It was a Monday evening anyway and the foul weather had kept most people off the streets. Anyhow. The doo had been quite eventful. A media company Mike used to work for had invited him along to celebrate a merger with another company and the booze had all been on the house.

 An old pall had even given him a line of Coke down in the toilets and now the rain and wind seemed quite refreshing to his buzzing head. Mike pulled up the hood of his cardigan and pulled his jacket as tight into him as he could as he walked as briskly as he could up Tottenham Court Road. At the same time, he caught up parallel with a guy heading in the same direction and nearly stumbled over his heels.

Neither of them had been looking where they were going, both had huddled themselves inward under hoods and caps from the elements and had been starting down at the wet pavement. Mike apologised and made comment on the rain and a brief conversation started as the splashed up the street in the same direction.

The guy beside him was called. Renaldo and as the conversation progressed, Mike learnt he was from Spain, had been living in England for two years, and had just been out dinking with a few friends in a bar, a well known gay bar.

The conversation rolled on easily, even though Renaldo’s English wasn’t too good. Mike made up a lot of the chatter, mainly because he was still buzzing from the Coke. A quick pick up was the last thing on Mike’s mind, he had a boyfriend at home and anyway and had to up at the crack of dawn for work.

It turned out Renaldo lived in Old Street and Mike was driving right through it to get to his flat in East London. He wasn’t parked too far away and poor Renaldo would have been waiting ages for a bus in the rain this time of night.

The friendly Spaniard gladly took up the offer. Mike started up the car and put the heating on full as the two sodden men got into the Escort and dripped all over the upholstery.  Mike pulled down his hood and Renaldo took off his cap and they saw each other for the first time. In the dark and rain, Mike had never realised the stranger was so handsome. He had very rugged Mediterranean looks and the juiciest pair of lips he’d ever seen. Renaldo went over Mike’s youthful, unshaven appearance and liked what he saw too.

The conversation was kept formal in the car until Mike Pulled up outside Renaldo’s block. Mike was quite content to drive on, not wanting to expect anything else but his heart started to pound when Renaldo asked him in so he could thank him for driving him home. Mike toyed with his continence; he was supposed to be faithful. But the devil’s voice in his head got the better of him, How could he turn this stunning bloke down and who would ever find out anyway?. He made his mind up, parked the car and followed Renaldo into the apartment block.

 The flat was huge and spacious. Renaldo was obviously very wealthy, or his boyfriend was. Mike saw the photo of the both on the mantelpiece and Renaldo revealed that his long-term partner was abroad on business. That suited Mike fine, no strings, no questions.

 Renaldo got them both a soft drink out the wardrobe sized Fridge freezer and they settled down on the couch, a little nervously. Renaldo made the first move and pulled Mike closer. It felt like his whole face was devoured by Renaldo’s plump, wet lips. They both instantly opened up to each other and explored the deepest parts of each others mouths and covered the features of each others faces with warm saliva.

It was all so sudden, so passionate, so forbidden that the excitement gave Mike a second rush of his Coke. With no hesitation they both stripped off what wet clothes they had left and wrapped themselves around each other in a flurry of flesh, wandering hands and wet mouths. Squirming around on the couch they soon manoeuvred themselves into a comfortable position where they could swallow each others cocks.

Mike’s eyes widened with delight when he saw Renaldo’s excited cock, a large piercing through the end, smooth shaved balls bouncing around at the other. He took the mettle clad bell end in his mouth and let flesh and steel squirm and clatter around every corner of his mouth. As he guzzled on Renaldo’s meat he felt a firm grasp around his own pride and a wet warmth devour its length. Renaldo’s legs flailed open revealing more pierceings between his legs, in the ripple of skin between his balls and arse hole. Mike, moved himself around and teased the mettle hoops with his tongue before tugging on them with his teeth.

 After pleasing Renaldo for some time, Mike moved around even further to face his perfectly formed ring piece. He admired the swirl of skin for just a moment before devouring the whole area with his drooling mouth. Renaldo was calling out with pleasure and squeezed Mike’s cock even harder and worked  more furiously with his lips.

By Renaldo’s arse, Mike was burying his face into warm flesh and saliva, his tongue exploring deep into the warm darkness. After a while, they both came up for air and to taste each others mouths. Renaldo then moved himself into a position with made it obvious he wanted Mike’s cock inside him. He straddled Mike’s waist, pinning him to the couch and leaned forward to pin his arms down tightly too. Slowly be began gyrating his arse over the hard lump laying on Mikes stomach. Renaldo had left so much spit around Mike’s cock, and Mike had left so much slobber around Renaldo’s arse that there would be no need for any lube.

The randy Spaniard squeezed the body beneath him even tighter and thrusted his hips backwards and forwards so his arse slid up and down the expectant dick beneath him with a squelch. A small amount of manoeuvring and Mike’s dick went in, slowly at first then hard and deliberately, right to the base. Renaldo wasted no time and started whacking his arse up and down, filling his arse with pleasure with each thrust.

 Mike held onto the legs clamped around him and lapped up the feeling being rode like some kind of stud. Renaldo started to go wild, eyes rolling around in their sockets, deep moans of satisfaction growing into cries of pain. Mike felt something wet smack on his face. He opened his eyes to see Renaldo swilling his mouth and spitting out viciously. The spit landed on his lips. Mike was caught a little by surprise but felt even hornier at the sudden change in mood. He opened his mouth and let Renaldo’s fluid slide down into his mouth. At the same time, he felt the grip on his arms tighten; he was pretty much Renaldo’s prisoner.

The hot arse kept sliding up and down Mike’s cock and he knew it wouldn’t be long before he came. More and more gob full of spit rained down on his face and chest, the air was becoming hot, the atmosphere charge. As Mike cried aloud heralding his orgasm, Renaldo released his grasp on Mike’s arms and without warning slapped him across the wet face with a painful bang. Mike gasped with surprise and pleasure and hot cum rumbled from out of his bollocks.

 Another wet slap went across the other side of his face and Renaldo’s arse began filling with hot white liquid. Another painful belt and Mike shuddered as his climax crackled through his body. The slapping ceased and the internal earthquake subsided. Mike looked up to Renaldo who was looking pleased and satisfied. He lifted himself from Mike’s flagging dick and shoved a handful of his own fingers up with arse to let Mikes spank run out. Renaldo put his hand up to his mouth and sucked on his sticky fingers. The cheeky, filthy Spaniard was not finished yet.

With main course, dessert and spunky fingers to finish – Mike left with the experience firmly imprinted on his mind. As he headed back towards the car in the rain – the gloomy, thunderous city didn’t seem so bleak at all. With the time pushing midnight, he headed home, safe in the knowledge his boyfriend would be deep in the land of nod, leaving him able to slip in the shower and wash the experience from his body – but never from his memory.

Models: Jake Ryder & Anthony Martinez from the movie, Hung! Bulldog XXX

By Maxwell B

Twenty five year old Danny had met his Daddy (as he liked to be called) through www.rudeboiz.com. Signing up had been the best idea he had ever made as it now meant he and his new found daddy could have regular meetings to satisfy each others needs, desires and downright filthy urges on a regular basis.

Danny and his daddy were a big secret because Danny was still living at home with his real mum and dad in Peckham. Neither of them had a clue that their fresh faced, button nosed son was having a debauch sexual relationship with a big, fifteen stone, hairy man who was three years older than Danny’s own father, forty eight!

Danny never knew why he lusted after big, mature men. Maybe because there was very little love or affection from his own business driven father as a child or perhaps it was because his first sexual experiences were with older men. Danny had just turned eighteen when one of his father’s employees, a twenty nine year old window fitter had given him the come on in a pub car park after his one of his dad’s birthday booze ups one November.

He would never forget the musty taste and squashy texture of the hairy cock he sucked inside a thicket of bushes until all hot salty glue squirted in his mouth. The experience with the window fitter never happened again but it was enough for Danny to develop a hunger for sex with men, more specifically, men older and mature with years of sexual experience to teach him.

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Danny hadn’t seen his Daddy for nearly two months. He had several weekends of family gatherings to attend including a wedding, and his aunts fiftieth birthday. Of course he’d have much rather been bent over on all fours, held firmly around the waist while being buggered firmly from behind by Daddy’s fat rod of cock. Daddy had been away too, on business for several weeks. He would have rather been back at home holding Danny around the waist while he plundered his tight, but ever so willing arse hole. Gladly for both of them this was to be the first opportunity for them to get together in what had seemed like a long time.

Danny’s parents didn’t question too much where Danny went or what time he would be home but just to make things seem perfectly normal he told them he was going to the cinema with some friends from college, then out for a drink in the evening. Of course this was a complete lie as he would be licking out Daddy’s hairy arse and guzzling down the bucket loads of hot spunk.

Things seemed to be on Danny’s side. A bus pulled up immediately across the road and, the tubes ran like clockwork and within half an hour he was knocking on Daddy’s door, number fifty three Woodfiled Way, West Hampstead.

Daddy greeted him with smiles but it wasn’t until he was in the hall way and the front door was shut that he showed his true feelings away from the eyes of any prying neighbors who may be twitching at their net curtains across the street. Daddy held Danny firmly in his arms before smothering the pink tender lips with his mouth and licking the inside of his mouth with torrents of spit running down into the lads mouth.

Danny guzzled down Daddy’s saliva and ran his hands over every inch of his chest, face and neck until Daddy stopped and suggested they go up to the bedroom before they ended up naked and fucking on the hallway carpet.

Usually they would have a few cans of larger in the lounge, chat for a good hour in order to catch up on the gossip and news in their lives before heading up to Daddy’s big, soft King Size bed. It was clear that the drinks and the chit chat could wait on this occasion. They had both been desperate to ravish each other for weeks, had been thinking in dick tingling detail about what they would do to each other next time they met, and now had the reality before them both.

Daddy took Danny’s hand and took him up the stairs. He sat him down on the bed and started then stood before him. Before he could get to his zipper Danny had got there first and had Daddy’s already hard, expectant cock rammed to back of this throat. As the greedy lad sucked, slurped and dribbled over the meat filling his mouth and cheeks, Daddy tore off his shirt to reveal his big set chest and shoulders, thick coarse hair covering most of the front of his body bar the pink swirl of his soft pink nipples.

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Occasionally Danny would stop sucking, look up into the eyes of his Daddy, mouth agape with pleading eyes and a whimper of encouragement. Daddy knew what this meant and would let several globules of warm spit dribble form his lips and drop into Danny’s mouth which he would devour with a face of utter pleasure before going back to work on Danny’s big bell end.

Although Daddy liked the sensation and could have let Danny go on for hours, he felt and wanted to return the affections and spoil his young Danny for a while. He stripped the rest of his clothes off which Danny copied until they were naked and laying on the bed. Daddy had Danny held protectively in his arms while he sensually played with Danny’s nipples on his smooth flat chest, kissed him wetly on the mouth while teasing his ring piece with a wet, inquisitive finger.

Danny’s heart was beating furiously and was hungry for some deep hard shagging, at least an hours worth, to make up for their time apart. Usually there would have been lots of foreplay from bouts of arse licking, and nipple chewing with Danny doing more of the nipple sucking while held protectively in Daddy’s arms, while Daddy would munch on Danny’s back cunt in a variety of positions in order to ready him for penetration.

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Danny whispered his wish in to Daddy’s ear who obliged without hesitation. Danny got into his favorite position, on all fours with his arse shoved high in the air, legs wide apart exposing his expectant anus, ready for action. Daddy chewed on his own tongue for several minutes in order to muster up a mouthful of lubricating spit which he spat down on the hollow of Danny’s arse entrance. He put his dick end hard against the hole and slowly began pushing his meat into Danny, slowly, slowly, millimeter by millimeter so as not to hurt the lad and to stretch him ready for some furious fucking.

Danny instantly began moaning with please which grew in to bouts of screaming and shouting of encouragement as Daddy began ramming pumping and thumping his body against the smooth white butt of Danny’s skin. Daddy griped Danny hard around the waist with his big hands and pulled him back onto this cock as he thrust himself forward. The pace became more quicker, frantic and greedy. Danny screamed wildly two octaves higher than Daddy’s outcry as he suddenly reached his climax and spunked inside, thrusting and gasping until his tender cock could not bare the sensation any more. He gathered his breath then stroked Danny’s soft blonde hair before asking him if he wanted that drink yet.

“Not just yet, Daddy. We’ve got the whole of the afternoon and most of the evening.”

Daddy agreed, ordered the lad to turn over onto his front. Daddy quickly got in a position where her could kneel in front of Danny with his cock dangling teasingly close to his lips. Danny would spend a whole hour sucking on Daddy before guzzling down his hot spunk, as he so much liked to do.

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 Models: Thierry Schaffauser & Duke from Dads Fucks Lads – Breaking  ‘Em In. Alphamalemedia.com

In this digital, AVI, download and streaming world of ours, we tend to forget that civilization was built on the printed word and shaped by great books such as The Bible, Romeo & Juliet, The Oxford English Dictionary – and The Restaurant At The End of The Universe. 

Before we saturated ourselves with the mass produced printed photograph, and now the multi platform internet delivery system – peasants and poor people used to read erotic books and stories like Mills and Boon, Lady Chatterley’s Lover and Razzle. 

So in tribute to our ancestors – here is the first of many stories written in good old pen and ink – which will, as you will experience, be a higher level of auto erotica as your mind fills in the blanks and gets carried away into the realms of the sexual sewers in the mind….but in case you’re not the imaginative type – I’ve shoved some grubby pictures on to help fill in the gaps! 

Maxwell B.

DIRTY DARREN

By Maxwell B.

Right, thought Darren. It’s my turn to enjoy myself now. It was

a Bank Holliday Weekend and all his mates, even his boyfriend,

had been out partying in order to make the most of that extra

day off. You wouldn’t think it to look at him in his smart suit

and tidy shoes – perhaps his zero crop may be some give away -

 but Darren was a filthy minded slut of the highest order who

liked his sex dirty! He’d spent all weekend, including Monday,

at his office in the city taking care of irritating IT problems and

welcomed the sight of the clock ticking it s way to five pm.

Although the weekend was almost over, it wasn’t for him; it was

just the beginning. He knew of a notorious little pub just across

the river near the south bank; it had its window blacked out and

a men only sign stamped on the door; Darren knew it would be

busy, even at this hour of the day. Outside the front door was a

bus stop, attended by a gentleman with an ironing board and a

middle-aged woman with her weekly shopping. Little did these

faceless member of the public know what went on just a few

feet behind them inside the brick walls and shuttered windows.

Darren passed them and popped an E into his mouth he’d saved

 in his wallet in the manner that he was just popping in some chewing

 gum. He swallowed hard, winced and slipped in to the pub entrance.

He was instantly enveloped with darkness and had to let his eyes adjust.

He finally managed to find the inner door where he paid a rough looking

Clone with a face full of fights the five pounds entrance fee. Through the

 next room was a small, dingy changing area with some surprisingly

modern lockers; into which Darren put in his clothes – all of them.

Before he entered the last and final door to the inner bar, the thump

of hard techno and the stench of sex, he checked himself up and

down: boots and a thick steel cock ring; it was all he needed and

his cock was already beginning to twitch at the thought of what

 lay ahead.

Entering the bar he was relieved to find the dark, hot interior full

 of men; hardly recognisable in the shadows and strobe lights,

 but flesh and fluid was all Darren was interested in. He pushed his

 way through the surreal concentration camp of bodies; skin, hair,

 hands and the odd cold chill of piercings sliding against him; eyes

 glancing, heads turning to take in the new arrival.

Darren stood at the bar to order a drink and soaked up the sights,

 most of it in a blur of nightmarish half-light. Most of the men

 were naked, showing off bodies of all shapes, ages and sizes. Further

 in the gloom against the wall, shapes were entwined, people were

kneeling, heads were bobbing back and forth, and the hot air – so sweet,

Darren thought to himself as he drew in the breath of other men; mixed

with the odour of sweat, spunk and sleaze.

The barman was short, chunky, and wickedly cute. Darren ordered a

 pint of larger which was duly poured as they seriously checked each

other out. Shame, he’s working, thought Darren and made a mental

 note to come and chat him up later.

He gulped down his pint like a yob under the gaze of two

shapes beside him. A hand found its way onto the meat of

Darren’s testicles and began to expertly massage them like two

Chinese meditation balls; another hand began exploring the

groove his arse crack, and further down to find a moist, rather

musty arse hole.

 Darren felt the weight of his empty pint glass begin to increase.

 He looked down to see one of the shapes beside him pissing into his glass.

 The glass filled up and he could feel the warmth through the glass on his

 fingers. By now more figures had huddled closer to cautiously join in the

 activities. Hands were going from nipple to nipple, cocks, flesh and arses

 were being fingered and caressed.

Darren felt the hot sensation of lips and stubble on his neck, then a

hot trickle of spit ran down his neck to expertly collect around his

nipples; hard fingernails clamped on them and added to the whole

 dizzy feeling of sexual perversion. A wet, warm feeling engulfed the

end of his cock and a sloppy, hot blowjob was underway. For some

 reason Darren had become the centre of attention over at the bar;

the feeling made him plunge deeper into arousal. The lips and stubble

 continued to devour one side of his neck; then the pissing guy joined

 in but from the other side.

 Wanting to hot things up, Darren took the pint glass up to his lips

and took a gulp of the warm, tasteless liquid. He swallowed half then

 turned to meet a hungry mouth with accepted the rest from his mouth,

 some of it trickling down their chins, neck and chest where the yellow

 trail was met by more mouths.

Outside at the bus stop, the woman with the shopping looked at her

 watch; she d been waiting nearly twenty minutes.

Inside, the orgy at the bar had increased in ferocity into an ever

changing, human sculpture of men at their most debauched but

pleasured state. Darren was by now leaning back against the bar

 with his body exposed to what ever wanted to take advantage of it.

There were several fingers rummaging around inside the filth of his

 arse and from more than one person; three or four mouths were

 fighting for ground around his spit saturated cock and several times

he had been passed warm hot fluid form a variety of mouths; not all

 of it was spit; that, bitter but sometimes sweet taste was instantly

recognisable.

Darren finally ejaculated in several jets of varying trajectory: none of it

 got a chance to reach the floor; it was either instantly gobbled up off of

 skin or used as lube to moisten tits and ring pieces.

Feeling hungry for yet more filth, Darren pulled away from the moaning,

 obsessed strangers and moved off into the dark room.

The woman outside cursed under her breath as her bus went

past; it was too full to bother stopping.

The darkroom was pretty much wall to wall with men having

sex with men. Fisting, fucking, sucking, fingering. Darren took

some time to soak up the sights as he slipped three fingers up a hairy

 arse that happened to be close by; and wanked a short but very fat

cock off with the other. His breath quickened when he saw the cutest

 guy he’d ever seen, bent against the damp brick wall with a huddle of

 men taking turns to fuck his smooth white arse, bareback, in succession.

 An angel in what looked like hell, but an angel with broken wings as

 he repeatedly gasped in ecstasy as his arse changed hands yet again.

Darren discarded the arse and fat cock in favour of wanking himself off

as he watched the young lad take it up the arse repeatedly; this time

around though, his buggerers each took it in turn to cum up his sore,

 slack hole, accompanied by deep moans of total pleasure.

 Dirty Darren didn’t waste any time. As the cute guy regained his breath,

 Darren moved forward, dropped to his knees on the slippery floor and

 placed his hands on the cheeks of the lads arse. Smooth and hairless,

 Darren parted the cheeks to reveal a pink, panting hole, slowly oozing

the sperm of many men. He parted the cheeks harder and the hole

increased in size, as did the flow. Darren felt a nauseating rush from

his E and he clamped his mouth over the cute guys seeping hole

and guzzled out the spunk like a ravished grizzly bear around a

honey pot. The sensation was ecstatic for both of them, the taste of

 sperm, sweat with a hint of arse was one Darren would never forget.

The woman was still at the bus stop when Darren left half an

hour later, although she looked much less placid than she did

before. As he passed her in his suit, he wondered if she had any

 idea what had just been going on behind her in that little,

faceless pub. Little did Darren know that in the woman s

shopping bag was a collection of the biggest dildo s she could

find in Anne Summers. She was eager to get home, to where, as

 arranged, she would find her husband dressed up in her clothes,

waiting on the bed, and ready for a filthy two hour dildo and

 poppers session.

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Thought I’d take a bit of time out from wanking and fingering my arse to keep all you sluts, scrubbers, slags and slappers happy AND amused with a general torrent of filthy pictures, sleazy stories, grubby minded trash, and angry, perverted rants and rantings about all things trashy, porny and generally outrageous and heart attack educing to normal, boring, God fearing BREEDERS!

Maxwell B.

LOOKING DOWN ALICE’S NEW HOLE

Mike Power tries to discover what’s down a new kind of rabit hole  - from the movie Meat! Bulldog XXX

WHAT THE BUTLER SAW!

 The nosey butler got spunk in his eye! Matt Colmar, Mukhtar and Beau Sands polish their silver – from the movie Meat! BulldogXXX

TESTING GAG REFLEX

 Beau Sands tries to remove spinach from his teeth – from the movie Meat! BulldogXXX

STRETCHED SHITTER!

Ouch! Yes I know its foul! But so is swallowing CUM!

HARDLY A TOOTHPICK

This one surely wont prick? Eustus Hunt gets greedy – from the movie Meat! Bulldog XXX

GIANT GOTHIC LIPSTICK!

Also available in ’swolen nob red’.  Eustus Hunt and Louis play Girls World for sleazy boys – from the film Meat! Bulldog XXX

I’m Maxwell B, I will be updating this blog with news, info, pics, vids, and sexy updates to make you wet…

Maxwell B