Dude. Check out these terrific, tasty testicles!

It’s been several months since we did a “balls” post… and we definitely don’t want to forget the “boys”. Call ’em balls, testicles, cojones, nads, knackers, nuts, family jewels, gonads or whatever… they’re wonderful. If you think about it, they’re like ornaments on a Christmas tree. They’re pretty, taste delicious and feel amazing in your mouth, slapping your butt or unloading on your tongue. So here’s a toast to our amazing, oh-so-tasty testicles. CHEERS!

Denny commented on our “blast from the past” post: “It’s been a while (2018) since you did a vintage post (at guess who’s request) – do you think you could run another one? You know, pics from the days when “manscaping” wasn’t even a word yet, and every guy had a wild and wooly pubic patch.”
Then, “bw” commented: “Denny suggested a vintage post, and I’m all in for that, but is this even possible: a post of all time URD favorites? For example, you would HAVE to include a photo of my sweet baboo Jimmy Fanz, but it seems like everyone has at least one dude who particularly turns their crank. I think this would be too much work, but my mind wanders sometimes.”
Then Jingle said “Oh bw, NEVER underestimate the inguinuety of our URD hosts!! 🙂
A mash-up of Denny’s idea, and yours, would be fucking phenomenal!!”
David and I think it’s a great idea and we have pic folders of many, many retro porn stars. “bw” has suggested Jimmy Fanz. David’s personal favorite is Jimmy Trips and mine is Zack Randall.
If you guys will tell us who your favorite porn dude is, we’ll try to include everyone’s fav in one post. Just tell us their name and we’ll take it from there… (we may need to ask Beto to help us with it 🙂 ).
Love ‘ya. Ben

Dude. Check out these testicular treasures!

Hey. It’s Ben. “Dr. C” called me last week and said he’d like to come down to the lake for a visit. I told him that’d be great. He came on Thursday and observed at our school all day. After school was over, he told me “Ms. Evelyn” had contacted him and offered to donate an 80 acre plot of land for a new school. So, we got Jim and went over and looked at the land and Jim said “Holy shit. This 80 is prime property. It’s worth a small fortune.”
So… we have a site for our new “Table Rock campus” (as Dr. C calls it). Tonight, I’m not sure how I’m feeling about the whole thing. I mean, I’ve always known we’d have a “real school” down here someday and that’s good. On the other hand, what Chad and I have been doing is “home schooling” the kids and we’ve been quite successful at it. All the kids are performing far above their grade levels – and honestly, how many 9 year olds do you know who are reasonably proficient in English, Spanish, French and ASL?
Having said that, I read that Pfizer has started clinical trial testing its Covid-19 vaccine on healthy children aged 6 months to 11, and we know the pandemic will be over some day. We have a waiting list of kids and can handle several more in our current building. Our kids will be excited to have more students in our school and it’ll be an opportunity to further develop their social skills. Of course it’ll be at least a couple of years before we have a building over on the new site.
Lots of changes on the horizon… but for now, we’re just hoping for some nice, warm weather so we can get the boat out of storage and get out on the lake!

Balls. balls. balls. balls. Yummy balls. balls. balls.

Ben and I were sleeping in this morning — until we were awakened by Dub jumping on our bed yelling “Dad. We Won. Dad. Wake Up. We won!: and he was shoving his i-pad in my face until I finally realized we were watching network news and learning that…YES… Joe and Kamala had won… and our National nightmare was over. Then, Dub said, “Here… hold this.” and he put his I-pad in my hands while he crawled in between Ben and me… and we watched his I-Pad while he put one arm around each of our necks. It was one of those family moments neither Ben nor I could possibly ever forget. GOD BLESS AMERICA 🙂

Hey. It’s Ben. It’s been several days since I met with Ms. Evelyn (Alyssa’s sort-of but not really grandmother) – and things are finally settling down. When I got home after talking with her, David and I talked for a long time and decided we needed to get all our friends together. So, of course, our first call was to Keon and he said “What we need is a cookout and a dip in the hot tub.” We agreed on a Friday evening get-together and called to clear it with the other guys. Cal said “I talked with my Mum and Scott and they said they’d love having the kids for a sleepover Friday night,” so we won’t have to worry about them.”
Yesterday afternoon, when Denise and Scott came to pick up the kids, she said “Ben. We need a word in private.” So we went into my office. She said “Cal told me you were upset because Ms. Evelyn hired private investigators to look into your backgrounds.” I said “Yes. It’s so damned intrusive. I mean, where does she get off looking into our personal lives?” Denise opened her brief case… pulled out three folders… and handed them to me. She said “These are reports from private investigators I hired while we were still living in Australia. They’re on you and David and your friends. I didn’t think it was unreasonable to check into your backgrounds and find out about you before we picked up and moved clear across the World. I’m sorry. If I’d know it would upset you, I’d have given these to you months ago.” I said “So, what did you find out about us?” She said “You can read them for yourself… but in a nutshell, I learned that you and David are two nice gay men who adopted a terrific son named Dub and established a wonderful home – surrounded by amazing friends. I learned that you’re a dedicated and respected educator who loves kids and teaching. I learned you’re the kind of people Scott and I want to spend our lives around.” I said “Thank you,” – then put the files aside… and decided maybe Ms. Evelyn hadn’t been as out-of-line as I’d originally thought.
So anyway, Denise and Scott took the kids over to their place and the guys started arriving and the party began. David wasn’t allowed to do any cooking, and everyone else got busy with the food they’d brought. We had tacos, enchiladas, quesadillas and carne asada with pitchers of margaritas to wash it all down. After the long, comfortable dinner, we all grabbed our drinks and pipes and headed to the hot tub.
It was a long discussion in “the tub”, so I’ll just give you a summary. We decided:
1. Alyssa is a wonderful little girl who needs a good home and fits in with our group perfectly.
2. She would be welcomed into any of our homes, but Chad and Raef really, really want to adopt her. Chad said “I’m closer to Alyssa than the rest of you. I’ve worked with her every day at school and we’ve become close.” Raef said “I’ve wanted a little girl as long as I can remember. As much as I love Matty – and I DO love him – he’s a boy, and Ive just always wanted a daughter.” Chad said “Matty thinks Alyssa is great and we’re sure they’ll be good siblings.”
3. Alex said “The only problem I see is your house is too small for four people. It only has two bedrooms and one bath and you’ll need more space if you’re gonna adopt. As it happens, we have plenty of materials left over at Koala Cove to add a couple of bedrooms and baths to your house. They’ve already been charged to the villas project, so they wouldn’t cost you anything. I can get Nathan and one of his crews over to your house and we can start the addition within a couple of weeks. And I promise it won’t look like it’s built with ‘left over stuff’. We’ve got some really nice materials over there and we can make your home a real showplace.”
4. Chad and Raef said they’d insist on a “clean break” between Alyssa and Evelyn. They said they’ll want to use OUR attorneys to handle the adoption and that they want Evelyn limited to one two-hour visitation per month.
5. Chad and Raef made it clear they neither need nor want Evelyn’s money. Cal, however, suggested that maybe Evelyn could continue to pay Alyssa’s school tuition if she chooses to to that. We all thought that sounded reasonable.
So – bottom line – I called Evelyn and set up a meeting with Chad, Raef and our attorney plus her and her attorney next Monday morning at 10:00 a.m. We know Chad and Raef will handle it well… and we know our attorneys won’t put up with any crap.
So, that’s the way it is. Look. We’re just a bunch of guys trying to do what’s best. We hope we’re getting this right, but we don’t really know that. We’re hoping you guys will remember us in your thoughts and prayers.
We’ll keep you posted.