StudddAndy
BSB Addict
Mark. The Holiday spirit of gratitude brings me to acknowledge my appreciation for all the beautiful work that you and your grand band of gay pornographers at Broke Straight Boys bring us, throughout the year, with warmest emphasis during this Yuletide Season.
You bring us the new youth of Danny Craig who has stirred my old dick, possibly to even think of him during the Christmas Evening church celebration, when that old dick also celebrates a focus on high spiritual things.
And then the return of sweet models like Landon Wells (Oh I love the way he looks at a bottom when he’s fucking the Christmas Shit out of them), Xavier Ryan (who’s a little shy on camera, but not shy at all when it comes to taking a hot dick inside his beautiful body!), or Jos Alvarez. (Who reinvents himself like a hot new model in every scene!)
And the Christmas gift of bringing back hot little Jason Sterling. He’s so fucking real. He loves his little baby boy. And he loves pussy like straight-boys hopelessly love pussy. Its in their DNA. And this pretty little kid has adapted to pornography as a foundation for new hopr in his hard little life. I ask you, – who wouldn’t just love this litte kid – even before they notice the pretty dick they hung on the outside of him, or the hot little white ass with a SWEET little red hole that goes all the way inside – this kid. He’s just perfect in the Broke Straight Boys Yuletide Tradition.
Opening our new year with the promise of the HOT Brand-New little Danny Cruz. Oh Jesus! Those lips and I ain’t seen nuthin yet!
All of this has caused me to paraphrase the 1897 “Yes, Virginia. There is a Santa Claus” editorial from the New York Sun. She, with me, asked, “Does Santa Claus really exist?” This is the most reprinted editorial ever, and probably because it speaks to a central question in the hearts and minds of gay reality pornography lovers, throughout the internet and throughout the world, especially during this Holiday Season.
It follows:
Yes, StudddAndy, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as straight-boy dicks and furry little round ass-holes exist to come together as a single unit with straight-boy pornography on Broke Straight Boys And you KNOW that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Straight-boys in Santa Hats and pretty dicks, standing by a Yuletide Tree! It would be as dreary as if there were no StudddAndys. There would be no childlike faith in hot dicks, or young pretty smooth straight-boy skin, or Rock Hard Holiday dicks to make a horn-dawg gay-guy bust his chock-full Christmas nuts.
We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight? The external light burns bright when hot straight-boy balls physically spray this Cheerful World with thick bountiful cum shots onto the arched backs of young-hot Broke Straight Boys models.
Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in kind and sweet gay men who love their Mothers. You might get your Broke Straight Boys to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus cuming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is not a bountiful supply of straight-boys. The most real things in the world are those that neither youthful members nor old men can see, but which live in their vivid imaginations. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. (They are more likely to be in the gay-pride parade in San Francisco!) Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders that are unseen, but are in the can, and Broke Straight Boys just hasn’t showed them to us yet.
You can put a couple of Holiday Fingers in the ass-hole of a straight-boy and see what makes the Yuletide noise inside that hot fucker. There is a veil that has opened to the grand possibilities of great pornography which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest censors that ever lived could close up. Our own great faith in the straight-guy, love of his little round virgin ass-hole, has pushed aside that pornographic curtain so we can picture the supernal beauty and glory of the hot naked bodies of unique and perfect Broke Straight Boys models at Christmas Time. Is it all real? Ah, StudddAndy , in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
No Santa Claus! Thank God! He lives in the Prostate Gland of every guy, gay or straight, forever. A thousand years from now, StudddAndy, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the the dicks (and balls) of everyone who has ever brought his Holiday heart to the Yuletide hunt for pornography on Broke Straight Boys Amen.
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You bring us the new youth of Danny Craig who has stirred my old dick, possibly to even think of him during the Christmas Evening church celebration, when that old dick also celebrates a focus on high spiritual things.
And then the return of sweet models like Landon Wells (Oh I love the way he looks at a bottom when he’s fucking the Christmas Shit out of them), Xavier Ryan (who’s a little shy on camera, but not shy at all when it comes to taking a hot dick inside his beautiful body!), or Jos Alvarez. (Who reinvents himself like a hot new model in every scene!)
And the Christmas gift of bringing back hot little Jason Sterling. He’s so fucking real. He loves his little baby boy. And he loves pussy like straight-boys hopelessly love pussy. Its in their DNA. And this pretty little kid has adapted to pornography as a foundation for new hopr in his hard little life. I ask you, – who wouldn’t just love this litte kid – even before they notice the pretty dick they hung on the outside of him, or the hot little white ass with a SWEET little red hole that goes all the way inside – this kid. He’s just perfect in the Broke Straight Boys Yuletide Tradition.
Opening our new year with the promise of the HOT Brand-New little Danny Cruz. Oh Jesus! Those lips and I ain’t seen nuthin yet!
All of this has caused me to paraphrase the 1897 “Yes, Virginia. There is a Santa Claus” editorial from the New York Sun. She, with me, asked, “Does Santa Claus really exist?” This is the most reprinted editorial ever, and probably because it speaks to a central question in the hearts and minds of gay reality pornography lovers, throughout the internet and throughout the world, especially during this Holiday Season.
It follows:
Yes, StudddAndy, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as straight-boy dicks and furry little round ass-holes exist to come together as a single unit with straight-boy pornography on Broke Straight Boys And you KNOW that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Straight-boys in Santa Hats and pretty dicks, standing by a Yuletide Tree! It would be as dreary as if there were no StudddAndys. There would be no childlike faith in hot dicks, or young pretty smooth straight-boy skin, or Rock Hard Holiday dicks to make a horn-dawg gay-guy bust his chock-full Christmas nuts.
We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight? The external light burns bright when hot straight-boy balls physically spray this Cheerful World with thick bountiful cum shots onto the arched backs of young-hot Broke Straight Boys models.
Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in kind and sweet gay men who love their Mothers. You might get your Broke Straight Boys to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus cuming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is not a bountiful supply of straight-boys. The most real things in the world are those that neither youthful members nor old men can see, but which live in their vivid imaginations. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. (They are more likely to be in the gay-pride parade in San Francisco!) Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders that are unseen, but are in the can, and Broke Straight Boys just hasn’t showed them to us yet.
You can put a couple of Holiday Fingers in the ass-hole of a straight-boy and see what makes the Yuletide noise inside that hot fucker. There is a veil that has opened to the grand possibilities of great pornography which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest censors that ever lived could close up. Our own great faith in the straight-guy, love of his little round virgin ass-hole, has pushed aside that pornographic curtain so we can picture the supernal beauty and glory of the hot naked bodies of unique and perfect Broke Straight Boys models at Christmas Time. Is it all real? Ah, StudddAndy , in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
No Santa Claus! Thank God! He lives in the Prostate Gland of every guy, gay or straight, forever. A thousand years from now, StudddAndy, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the the dicks (and balls) of everyone who has ever brought his Holiday heart to the Yuletide hunt for pornography on Broke Straight Boys Amen.
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