"Skippy said that he needed a boy to dump his cum into for the evening."  "But, my time may be limited."  "I can only stay until my car is fixed."

"Skippy lent me one of his wrestling singlets for my match today against the guys."  "It was sort of a good-luck charm as he never lost a match wearing it."  "I can't let him down, even if I have to wrestle three guys at once."

  

 "In honour of Skippy's visit to our settlement, the "elders" selected the most muscular man to be with him at night, and take care of his sexual needs."

"In return, he'll give me a couple of high quality "protein" shots directly down my shaft, so I can share it with the other men in our village."

I think Mother Nature is trying to tell us something.

Skippy told me that my thighs could pull an elephant's legs apart, as they are so muscular.  He has no need to tie me up, like the guy above did to wrestle and fuck me.

 One fine "otter fuck" if I do say so.

 Connor McGuire loves getting sucked off by hairy muscle boys.  It's good those guys keep his balls drained.  Because, once I get my hairy paws on him, his nut sac will be full of my man-cum, getting it directly down his shaft from my cock and balls.

 Skippy walked through the gym today and pointed to me.  He told the guy following him carrying a clip board to take my name down, so he can wrestle and fuck me tonight.  Then, he moved on to the next guy.
I got to thinking after I gave my name to the man, Skip didn't even ask me.  He just assumed that I'll show up at the appointed time, and take my medicine.
What an arrogant hairy fuck he is, just making appointments at random with no consideration for the guy at all.

Aside from that, I suppose I should start thinking about what I'm going to wear tonight.  I suppose it really doesn't matter, he'll wrestle me naked anyway before he fucks my nuts off.

 I'm up for a hairy chest rub against Skippy's Brillo pad.  He wore it all off a couple of months ago, but now that my second coat is fully grown in, it's time for round two.

 Perfect cock and balls, attached to a super hairy chest.  Just the way I like men to be.

"You saved my bacon muscle boy with your big win."  "That means I'll be able to keep my job as coach for another year."  So, and as promised, you can fuck me tonight as we agreed as a token of my esteem."

Muscle me Skippy.  I know you want to.

Truer words were never spoken.

 Skippy let me borrow his old wresting singlet.  Thankfully, he already had it "pre-stretched" for me to grow into.

I can't believe Skip's arm was bigger than mine.  That means I'll be "toast" in a wrestling match.

"How could you possibly lose the wrestling match against Skippy?  "You're bigger than he is, and out weigh him by 30 lbs."


"Fuck you guys."

I scored some big points today in the gym by getting my hair cut the same way as Skippy.  He wrestled me down, and fucked me for doing so of course, but that's what I was hoping he would do.

 Herr Putin-tang likes to show off his big biceps in the gym.  The problem is, he keeps telling everyone that he isn't really there.  (Perhaps his muscle isn't real either)

 I finally got an appointment for Skippy to wrestle and fuck me.  It surprised me as I have no chest hair for his to grapple on to.  But, a wrestle is a wrestle, and a fuck is a fuck.

 I love it when these young bucks try and take on a daddy.  Evidently, they believe they have the muscle to do it.  But, sorry boy, your arse is mine tonight.

 I just won the Jeff look-a-like contest on Skippy's blog (Jeff is Skippy's boyfriend)
Except for not having arms as big as Jeff, and less body hair (not shown) I could pass for his brother.

Check out the balls on this muscle boy.  He qualifies for a "down the shaft" injection by Skippy's big dick filling up his balls with his man-cum.  

Skip likes men that have big balls to "store" his excess jizz.  It's better than wasting it.