Oven Roasted Chicken...

While waiting for the chicken to be roasted, our naked chef decided to kill some free time by doing something rather 'CREAMY' for the sauce.

If You Seek Amy...

Parents everywhere are outraged at Britney's newest single If You Seek Amy because it actually means something else, and it goes like this. During the chorus of the song, it says "All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to IF YOU SEEK AMY." It may sounds puzzling, until you realise it breaks down as "All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to F*CK ME."

I must admit, when I first heard the song I just couldn't see how it broke down to be this way, but if you listen to it carefully, apparently IT DOES sound a lot like 'Eff-You-See-Kay Me'. Britney, you are such a cheeky naughty girl =P

Guilty Pleasure...

When it comes to RandyBlue, most people can only think of Chris Rockway, Leo Giamani, Jeremy Walker or Reese Rideout. Not that I don't appreciate their 'hunkiness' but sometimes you just want something other than muscle, muscle, and more muscle, and that's exactly the reason why I'm so glad to see Malachi Marx on the website because I've already had a BIG BIG crush on this new(ish) Randy boy!

All I can say about Malachi is Canadian, uncut, f*cking sexy and a dreamboy! I can't say more but the main things CANADIAN, UNCUT and F*CKING SEXY! I wanna do anything/everything with this boy and a huge shout out to RandyBlue for this adorable babe =]

Oh, by the way, in Hebrew, the name Malachi means 'my angel' or 'messenger from God'. Hmm, don't you guys think that name just fits him perfectly?

And last but not least, HERE is Malachi's very first video with RandyBlue and it's damn steaming hot! Enjoy!

Spare The Hair...

LOL! You can tell our lovely Ashton Kutcher is not too happy about his hair being waxed when he says, "Chest hair is back!" Seriously, I couldn't agree more. So leave those chest hair right there! Waxing it off seems a form of testosterone denial and a hot body like this needs some more hair!

Blown Away In Paris...

I had taken a weekend in Paris from my normal business trip to London. I was on my own which is a great way to see any city. In this case, just my tour book, backpack with camera and feet for walking.

I had walked over most of the left bank and sloshed through some of the major museums. After a good bistro dinner and several glasses of wine in a sidewalk café that matched all imagination, I decided that I had about had it for one day. Even though I was tired, Paris at night is just too attractive, so I kept walking through all the incredible lighted areas. Paris truly is the City of Light.

Checking my map, I plotted a route to my hotel not too far from the Arc de Triomphe. The shortest distance took me through the Tuileries Garden next to the Louvre. Although it looked a little dark, there was almost a full moon, plus, I feel I can take care of myself in most situations. At 34 years old, I'm in pretty good shape. 6'1", 185 pound of pretty good muscle from lots of working out and running.

As I trudged down the gravel pathway, I became faintly aware of movements in the shadows. As my eyes became more accustomed to the dim light, I noticed occasional people, some single, some in pairs, some sitting on the benches under the trees. Several passed me, giving me more than a casual glance and smile. Then it hit me that this must be some kind of cruising area for men.

I slowed my pace down just a bit as I assessed the situation. I decided it wouldn't hurt to play the game a bit and see what happened. I walked to the end of the garden gate, paused and then turned to walk back down the path. I had seen a huge tree about 20 yards off the path and as I got closer, I stepped off the path and quickly walked to the dark shadows created by the tree's thick branches. I dropped my backpack to the ground and leaned against the broad tree trunk, waiting to see what would happen.

A couple of guys slowly walked by, peering at me. Then a single guy walked by, looking in my direction. I'm not sure whether it's the rumored gaydar or even how you can feel like you're on a frequency with another person, but for some reason I followed his silhouette as he glanced in my direction and walked past on into the shadows.

Suddenly, he reappeared, doubling back, but this time walking about 10 feet from me. My eyes followed him as he looked at me. He appeared to be a little smaller than me with lighter hair, slim body, nicely dressed in slacks and shirt. As he came even with me, he smiled, as I returned his smile. Even in the shadows features could be distinguished now. But he kept on slowly walking.

As I watched, he paused about 20 feet away and seemed to be thinking. He slowly turned and walked toward me again, this time even closer. As he came right up to me, I saw a very good-looking man, slender build with large eyes softly illuminated by the indirect moonlight. He stopped in front of me and slowly raised his hand. My eyes were locked to his as I touched his hand.

This shadow person then leaned into me, resting his head on my shoulder. Instinctively, I pulled him closer, feeling the warmth of his body and hearing a soft sigh as my hands caressed his back and neck. His hands began exploring my body as he looked up. There was no thought only a reaction to gently kiss him. His response was equally as gentle as our kiss became more passionate. Our tongues clashed with mine winning its probing demands. I became aware of his body as it melded into the hard muscles of my body.

After several minutes, he broke the embrace and reached down to feel the rock hard cock that had been pressing into his stomach. He expertly slid down the zipper and slipped his hand in my jeans, uttering a soft sound of satisfaction at feeling almost eight inches of thick cock that had been yearning to be released. I undid the top button giving him full access to all that he wanted.

He seemed to glide down to his knees and slowly pulled down my underwear and jeans. I leaned back, closing my eyes as I felt the incredibly soft hands caressing my cock and balls. I felt the tip of his tongue as it traced the sides of my cock and explored the tight sack holding my balls. Then I felt the heat of his mouth as it covered the cock head, sending shudders up my body. His head began to move slowly, his tongue working madly as he took more cock on each forward thrust. A couple of times he gagged but recovered to continue sucking my cock. I felt him pull back and heard him gasp deeply for air, then he returned to plunge the whole throbbing length deep down his throat. I quivered and almost went weak in the knees as the sensation flooded throughout my body.

A few more gasps for breath and practice tries, and he was deep- throating me, crushing his nose into my pubes. Each time he pushed his head down on my cock, I could feel his throat muscles convulsing to cause a sensation that felt like a thousand fingers massaging my centre of pleasure.

It didn't take long for this action to begin to trigger the all-too familiar feeling that signals a massive climax. I tried to signal by moaning softly and tensing up to let him know that I was getting ready to cum, but he continued his deep thrusts. As I felt the first muscular ejaculation fire from that steel hard cock, he rammed his head forward, driving my cock all the way down his throat, directing volley after volley of hot cum directly into his stomach. Somehow, he had prepared for this and was holding his breath as I fuck his throat like a hot, velvet hole.

And then it was over. As I was quivering with the last remnants of incredible feelings, I felt him pull his head off my cock and gasp for breath. After a couple of deep breaths to replenish his air and he sucked my softening cock back into his mouth. I felt his tongue tracing the under tube, milking out the last drops of the most unbelievable load of cum I think I have ever had.

He slowly stood up and looked into my eyes. Then, very gently, he kissed me, not with passion but with a gentleness that I'll always remember. He stepped back and touched my face with his hand and smiled.

Then he disappeared into the shadows. All without a word spoken.

My Precious...

Hey guys! Welcome to another Academy Awards of TMOP! A ceremony to pay tribute to the blogs that I love and inspire me. So here's how it goes. I will personally (well, electronicly) interview all of my Precious Blogs by firing them five simple questions, then I'll wait and see how many they can throw back at me. In this way, not only I can say my BIG THANK YOU to them for their hard work, but at the same time you'll have the chance to get to know them and discover why are they so precious to me!

And now, Boys and Gentlemen (sorry, no Ladies and Girls), let me present you the Honorary 'Q' 'R' list of the Precious Blogs of TMOP.

:: Click HERE to view the interview of Queer As Bosnian ::

:: Click HERE to view the interview of Queer Bites ::

:: Awaiting reply from Queer Click ::

:: Awaiting reply from Queer Me Now ::

:: Awaiting reply from R*yan ::

:: Awaiting reply from Rare Views ::

Weekly Poll...

Two bodies pressed together. Two boys are falling hard. The smell of sweat and leather. A kinky greeting card. Crazy about each other. We both have f*cked up pasts. But when we are together. We have a f*cking blast! Housewife by Jay Brannan.

Finding Love With...

Fed up with one night stands and looking for love? Then GaydarRadio's Stupid Cupid has the answer. Every weekday at 12.30pm GMT Stupid Cupid, our very own Stuart Miles, sets out to find love for his Sexy Single of the Week in the Gaydar Universe.

YES, I fed up with one night stands (not that I do it all the time). And YES, I'm looking for love (a real one)! So the whole Stupid Cupid idea would have worked perfectly. Plus, if you don't manage to find a date by the end of the week, you get the chance to go on a date with Stuart, the Stupid (yet Lovely) Cupid himself! Hmm, sounds like a fair deal to me =P Maybe I should give it a go. What do you think?

It's All Down To...

Last night I was feeling a bit naughty misbehaved as I picked up a guy from my local bar and went to his home for a one night stand =P Although he's a bit inexperienced, the fun was great (you see, I milked him in no time) and it suddenly made me realise how far I've come (thankfully) down the road of sex! Really, good sex comes with practice, but make sure you practice SAFELY!

Guilty Pleasure...

I like muscular guys (who doesn't?) but generally prefer more lean and toned bodies than beefy Muscle Mary. However, there's always an exception to every rule and there's no better example than the 24- year-old Uruguayan Alejandro de la Guerdia, who has recently been crowned as the champion of the Middleweight Division at the 2008 Musclemania World.

So exactly what are the attractions? Well, other than his Greek-god physique, I think it's all down to the beautiful face, the piercing brown eyes, the smile, and the certain devil-may-care attitude. OOPS! Did I not mention his delicious uncut cock? Anyway, don't miss Alejandro's debut at ManifestMen.com! Enjoy!