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[Scowick65]

500 Trophy.

You rock Leahy

[Leahy16]

500 Trophy.

[Buddy Mac]

I started doing a P-90x type class at my local community center this evening. One of the activities involved partner pull-ups. My partner was an older guy. Lanky. White hanes v-neck a size too small. Goofy gray hair. A grunter.

I was standing, holding a 3 foot long wooden rod parallel to the ground with a bicep curl grip. He was laying on his back on his mat while I straddled his chest. Luckily, I was wearing tight boxer briefs or he would have had a clear view of my junk. He reached up inside my grip with a similar bicep curl grip. The point was for him to pull himself straight off the mat, keeping his back and neck rigid - like a 30 degree pull-up. My job was to support his body weight, keeping my core tight and knees slightly bent.

As a I hinted earlier, he wasn't in super shape. The first couple pull ups went alright, a little grunting, but nothing out of the normal. His form looked good - straight as a used arrow. Up and down. Pull up number three however, was more of a modified sit up. He had reached his limit and his form suffered. His back and neck curled inward as he pulled himself off the ground. I kept a straight face as his mouth grunted towards my crotch. "Thhhhrreee!" I looked straight ahead, straight faced. "Nice work". "Foooourrrr!" He actually left a little fleck of spit on my gym shorts from his exertion. We were doing sets of 15. Each rep became more and more inappropriate. The trainer, usually the boot camp type, had to walk to the other side of the gym. She couldn't comment. I made the mistake on rep number 8 of looking sideways in the giant mirror. Full on man on man action. Public forum. My arms were getting tired. We were both grunting now. His nose nudged my shorts on number 12. Sweet Jesus. I actually had the thought of how traumatic an erection - even a partial - would be at that moment. I don't know why my mind went there. I had to say something. "Keep it up." I gritted my teeth. 14 - our eyes met. Not a hint of embarrassment on either side. Neither acknowledged what was happening. We couldn't. We were men. Working out. And loving it.

Time for a hot shower.

Smokey, I think it's time this post sees the light of day again.

The best line??? How about, "His nose nudged my shorts on number 12."

You're a beautiful man!

Sweet Jesus thats hilarious

'crackup'
Holyhellfuck! TIFFS!
'crackup'

Ho lee shit!!! I needed this today. 'crackup'

Thank you for posting this again. I have tears running down my face i was laughing so hard..

[pavetheway]

I started doing a P-90x type class at my local community center this evening. One of the activities involved partner pull-ups. My partner was an older guy. Lanky. White hanes v-neck a size too small. Goofy gray hair. A grunter.

I was standing, holding a 3 foot long wooden rod parallel to the ground with a bicep curl grip. He was laying on his back on his mat while I straddled his chest. Luckily, I was wearing tight boxer briefs or he would have had a clear view of my junk. He reached up inside my grip with a similar bicep curl grip. The point was for him to pull himself straight off the mat, keeping his back and neck rigid - like a 30 degree pull-up. My job was to support his body weight, keeping my core tight and knees slightly bent.

As a I hinted earlier, he wasn't in super shape. The first couple pull ups went alright, a little grunting, but nothing out of the normal. His form looked good - straight as a used arrow. Up and down. Pull up number three however, was more of a modified sit up. He had reached his limit and his form suffered. His back and neck curled inward as he pulled himself off the ground. I kept a straight face as his mouth grunted towards my crotch. "Thhhhrreee!" I looked straight ahead, straight faced. "Nice work". "Foooourrrr!" He actually left a little fleck of spit on my gym shorts from his exertion. We were doing sets of 15. Each rep became more and more inappropriate. The trainer, usually the boot camp type, had to walk to the other side of the gym. She couldn't comment. I made the mistake on rep number 8 of looking sideways in the giant mirror. Full on man on man action. Public forum. My arms were getting tired. We were both grunting now. His nose nudged my shorts on number 12. Sweet Jesus. I actually had the thought of how traumatic an erection - even a partial - would be at that moment. I don't know why my mind went there. I had to say something. "Keep it up." I gritted my teeth. 14 - our eyes met. Not a hint of embarrassment on either side. Neither acknowledged what was happening. We couldn't. We were men. Working out. And loving it.

Time for a hot shower.

Smokey, I think it's time this post sees the light of day again.

The best line??? How about, "His nose nudged my shorts on number 12."

You're a beautiful man!

Sweet Jesus thats hilarious

'crackup'
Holyhellfuck! TIFFS!
'crackup'

Ho lee shit!!! I needed this today. 'crackup'

[ERDVM]

I started doing a P-90x type class at my local community center this evening. One of the activities involved partner pull-ups. My partner was an older guy. Lanky. White hanes v-neck a size too small. Goofy gray hair. A grunter.

I was standing, holding a 3 foot long wooden rod parallel to the ground with a bicep curl grip. He was laying on his back on his mat while I straddled his chest. Luckily, I was wearing tight boxer briefs or he would have had a clear view of my junk. He reached up inside my grip with a similar bicep curl grip. The point was for him to pull himself straight off the mat, keeping his back and neck rigid - like a 30 degree pull-up. My job was to support his body weight, keeping my core tight and knees slightly bent.

As a I hinted earlier, he wasn't in super shape. The first couple pull ups went alright, a little grunting, but nothing out of the normal. His form looked good - straight as a used arrow. Up and down. Pull up number three however, was more of a modified sit up. He had reached his limit and his form suffered. His back and neck curled inward as he pulled himself off the ground. I kept a straight face as his mouth grunted towards my crotch. "Thhhhrreee!" I looked straight ahead, straight faced. "Nice work". "Foooourrrr!" He actually left a little fleck of spit on my gym shorts from his exertion. We were doing sets of 15. Each rep became more and more inappropriate. The trainer, usually the boot camp type, had to walk to the other side of the gym. She couldn't comment. I made the mistake on rep number 8 of looking sideways in the giant mirror. Full on man on man action. Public forum. My arms were getting tired. We were both grunting now. His nose nudged my shorts on number 12. Sweet Jesus. I actually had the thought of how traumatic an erection - even a partial - would be at that moment. I don't know why my mind went there. I had to say something. "Keep it up." I gritted my teeth. 14 - our eyes met. Not a hint of embarrassment on either side. Neither acknowledged what was happening. We couldn't. We were men. Working out. And loving it.

Time for a hot shower.

Smokey, I think it's time this post sees the light of day again.

The best line??? How about, "His nose nudged my shorts on number 12."

You're a beautiful man!

Sweet Jesus thats hilarious

'crackup'
Holyhellfuck! TIFFS!
'crackup'

[Mr Nice Guy]

I started doing a P-90x type class at my local community center this evening. One of the activities involved partner pull-ups. My partner was an older guy. Lanky. White hanes v-neck a size too small. Goofy gray hair. A grunter.

I was standing, holding a 3 foot long wooden rod parallel to the ground with a bicep curl grip. He was laying on his back on his mat while I straddled his chest. Luckily, I was wearing tight boxer briefs or he would have had a clear view of my junk. He reached up inside my grip with a similar bicep curl grip. The point was for him to pull himself straight off the mat, keeping his back and neck rigid - like a 30 degree pull-up. My job was to support his body weight, keeping my core tight and knees slightly bent.

As a I hinted earlier, he wasn't in super shape. The first couple pull ups went alright, a little grunting, but nothing out of the normal. His form looked good - straight as a used arrow. Up and down. Pull up number three however, was more of a modified sit up. He had reached his limit and his form suffered. His back and neck curled inward as he pulled himself off the ground. I kept a straight face as his mouth grunted towards my crotch. "Thhhhrreee!" I looked straight ahead, straight faced. "Nice work". "Foooourrrr!" He actually left a little fleck of spit on my gym shorts from his exertion. We were doing sets of 15. Each rep became more and more inappropriate. The trainer, usually the boot camp type, had to walk to the other side of the gym. She couldn't comment. I made the mistake on rep number 8 of looking sideways in the giant mirror. Full on man on man action. Public forum. My arms were getting tired. We were both grunting now. His nose nudged my shorts on number 12. Sweet Jesus. I actually had the thought of how traumatic an erection - even a partial - would be at that moment. I don't know why my mind went there. I had to say something. "Keep it up." I gritted my teeth. 14 - our eyes met. Not a hint of embarrassment on either side. Neither acknowledged what was happening. We couldn't. We were men. Working out. And loving it.

Time for a hot shower.

Smokey, I think it's time this post sees the light of day again.

The best line??? How about, "His nose nudged my shorts on number 12."

You're a beautiful man!

Sweet Jesus thats hilarious

[Leahy16]

I started doing a P-90x type class at my local community center this evening. One of the activities involved partner pull-ups. My partner was an older guy. Lanky. White hanes v-neck a size too small. Goofy gray hair. A grunter.

I was standing, holding a 3 foot long wooden rod parallel to the ground with a bicep curl grip. He was laying on his back on his mat while I straddled his chest. Luckily, I was wearing tight boxer briefs or he would have had a clear view of my junk. He reached up inside my grip with a similar bicep curl grip. The point was for him to pull himself straight off the mat, keeping his back and neck rigid - like a 30 degree pull-up. My job was to support his body weight, keeping my core tight and knees slightly bent.

As a I hinted earlier, he wasn't in super shape. The first couple pull ups went alright, a little grunting, but nothing out of the normal. His form looked good - straight as a used arrow. Up and down. Pull up number three however, was more of a modified sit up. He had reached his limit and his form suffered. His back and neck curled inward as he pulled himself off the ground. I kept a straight face as his mouth grunted towards my crotch. "Thhhhrreee!" I looked straight ahead, straight faced. "Nice work". "Foooourrrr!" He actually left a little fleck of spit on my gym shorts from his exertion. We were doing sets of 15. Each rep became more and more inappropriate. The trainer, usually the boot camp type, had to walk to the other side of the gym. She couldn't comment. I made the mistake on rep number 8 of looking sideways in the giant mirror. Full on man on man action. Public forum. My arms were getting tired. We were both grunting now. His nose nudged my shorts on number 12. Sweet Jesus. I actually had the thought of how traumatic an erection - even a partial - would be at that moment. I don't know why my mind went there. I had to say something. "Keep it up." I gritted my teeth. 14 - our eyes met. Not a hint of embarrassment on either side. Neither acknowledged what was happening. We couldn't. We were men. Working out. And loving it.

Time for a hot shower.

Smokey, I think it's time this post sees the light of day again.

The best line??? How about, "His nose nudged my shorts on number 12."

You're a beautiful man!

[RAZD611]

Hilda

Cool, Dave. You write that?

Intriguing

[miles]

Quit with Smokey today. You still inspire me brother. Thank you.

[theo3wood]

Hilda

Cool, Dave. You write that?

[Smokeyg]

Hilda

[Smokeyg]

I count my blessings that I was voted off the moderating team early on. Wish I would have followed my instincts and declined right away. Battling certain admin egos reveals a dark side of this community. I'm sincerely disappointed that a majority of admins chose to ban Greg40 over Greg being Greg. He may take gay to extremes, but at least he's no hypocrite.

I am supposing that I missed something.

Banned?

What on earth actually gets someone banned around here?

I assume he had multiple aliases, was masking his IP address for SPAM purposes, or they finally discovered he's a 14 year old boy. Otherwise, they're just reacting to their hurt feelings and delicate egos.

Don't assume... makes you look like an asshole ;)

I know all about the pinned admin announcement regarding gayness and beastiality and the other things that Greg is into. I will always support his choices and his quit over the powers that be. His presence is a cornerstone of many people's quits, including mine. He embodies a key aspect that makes this site attractive to many over lite.

[chewie]

I count my blessings that I was voted off the moderating team early on. Wish I would have followed my instincts and declined right away. Battling certain admin egos reveals a dark side of this community. I'm sincerely disappointed that a majority of admins chose to ban Greg40 over Greg being Greg. He may take gay to extremes, but at least he's no hypocrite.

I am supposing that I missed something.

Banned?

What on earth actually gets someone banned around here?

I assume he had multiple aliases, was masking his IP address for SPAM purposes, or they finally discovered he's a 14 year old boy. Otherwise, they're just reacting to their hurt feelings and delicate egos.

Don't assume... makes you look like an asshole ;)

[Smokeyg]

I count my blessings that I was voted off the moderating team early on. Wish I would have followed my instincts and declined right away. Battling certain admin egos reveals a dark side of this community. I'm sincerely disappointed that a majority of admins chose to ban Greg40 over Greg being Greg. He may take gay to extremes, but at least he's no hypocrite.

I am supposing that I missed something.

Banned?

What on earth actually gets someone banned around here?

I assume he had multiple aliases, was masking his IP address for SPAM purposes, or they finally discovered he's a 14 year old boy. Otherwise, they're just reacting to their hurt feelings and delicate egos.

[Colonel_No_Cope]

I count my blessings that I was voted off the moderating team early on. Wish I would have followed my instincts and declined right away. Battling certain admin egos reveals a dark side of this community. I'm sincerely disappointed that a majority of admins chose to ban Greg40 over Greg being Greg. He may take gay to extremes, but at least he's no hypocrite.

I am supposing that I missed something.

Banned?

What on earth actually gets someone banned around here?