…and a splendid party is was!

We had an e-mail from our buddy “Jingle” saying:
“How about a post of dudes comparing their dicks to other things?!?! Ya know; beer bottles, remote controls, Pringles cans.. Might be fun, huh?!?!”
This is similar to a request we had from “Beto” back in April, 2016, and you can see that post by clicking on “MEASURE” under TAGS on the right side of the page.
With all of our spare time of late being devoted to birthday stuff, we haven’t been able to respond to Jingle’s request, so we thought maybe a bunch of “pierced dicks” might keep him occupied. Hope these work for you, babe… until things get back to “normal” around here 🙂

Oh, my goodness. where to start? We knew we’d be having a CROWD for the big Dub and David birthday party, so we invited everyone to an open house “from 3 p.m. till whenever.” David made up 30 balls of dough in advance so everyone could make their own pizza.
Rick called ahead to let us know he, Keon, Cal and Alex would be arriving early with a gift for Dub. They brought him a “potting bench,” a 3-tier grow-light rack, planting trays, clay pots, peat pots, potting soil and garden seeds. They set it all up in the unfinished part of the basement and now he has everything he could possibly need to get an early start on his garden. Dub was grinning from ear-to-ear.
Denise, Scott, Bella and Kylie also arrived early and brought decorations for pretty much every square inch of the house. There were balloons, streamers and banners everywhere. The four grandparents, Jim and Carole, Pam, Mark and the kids, Ty, Damien and Austin and Mr. Martinez were all here by three o’clock. Of course, Dub (and Buzz) took everyone down to the basement to see his new “grow room.” When they came back upstairs Jim was laughing and whispered to me “I could give Dub some seeds and we could make a regular little entrepreneur out of him.”
We all had drinks and had just started making pizzas and salads when Chad and Raef arrived. We were surprised (but very happy) that they came together!
I could go on and on, but let’s just say it was a wonderful party (a “ripper” as Callum says). We finally sang “Happy Birthday” and had dessert (cup cakes and “crank ice cream” compliments of Jim and Carol). The festivities continued well into the evening.
And one last thing. Before they left, our guests (led by Denise) insisted on cleaning up the house for us. By the time they were done, the kitchen was spotless and the floors were all vacuumed and swiffer-mopped. I swear, it was cleaner than before they got here. Ty and Damien had invited all the kids to their house for an overnight with a movie and popcorn… so David and I, Rick, Keon, Cal, Alex, Chad and Raef ended up in the hot tub – relaxing with margaritas and smoke. It was indeed a SPLENDID PARTY!

The Pierced…The Nasty…The Unruly!

We had a comment from our buddy “Jingle” on Thursday’s “tattoo” post, saying: “Fantastic guys, and awesome ink!! Thank you!! Maybe you could do a similar post showcasing piercings?? Please!! :)”
So we talked about it and Ben said, “Pierced guys are kind of ‘unruly’ by definition. Maybe we could do an ‘unruly piercings’ post.”
The only problem we had with it was choosing 48 pics from the more than 400 in our “pierced dudes” folder. Hope these do it for you, babe.

We’re gettin’ our dicks pierced!

Hey, guys – it’s Ben. I haven’t posted anything lately so I think maybe it’s my turn.
Last night, after David and I had sex, we were lying in bed and I asked him if he’d
ever thought about having his dick pierced. He said he had actually gone to have a Prince Albert piercing once – but “sort of chickened out and got a guiche piercing instead.” I told him I’d been looking at pics on-line – and really wanted a P.A. He said, “Cool! Want to get matching ones?” And I said, “Great.” And he said “You sure?” And I said, “Absolutely.”
So, Tuesday, we’re going over to this place on North Oak Trafficway and getting it done. I’ll make sure he doesn’t chicken out this time.

I know David told you he gave me a key to the house, the security alarm code and a garage door opener for Christmas. I thanked him and all – but wasn’t sure what it meant. So finally, after everyone had gone home Christmas day, I asked him if his gift was a hint. He said, “No. It just means I want you to feel like it’s your house, too.” I said, “You mean I could move in if I wanted to?” He said, “Of course. There’s an extra bedroom in the basement.” I said, “I wouldn’t really need a room.” He said, “Ben, everyone needs their own room. You have studying to do and I have work to do – and there are times when a guy needs some space. Wanta see it?” I said, “Sure.” The house has a walk-out basement and “my” room has lots of windows. It’s across the hall from David’s office. There wasn’t much stuff in “my” room – and he said he could give most of it to Goodwill – and move the rest to the attic. I told him I’d think about it.
Of course, I wanted to move in – but there was the problem of the house I’d been sharing with 3 other guys over by campus. So the next day, I made some phone calls and arranged for a guy I know to take my room there. Then I told David I’d be moving in. He said we’d need to paint the room and shampoo the carpet. I told him it looked fine – and he said he wanted it to be really mine. So we went to Sherwin Williams and I picked a color and we painted it and cleaned the carpet. It was fun.
Tomorrow, we’re renting a U-Haul truck and going over to get my things – and WOW. I’m moving in!