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THIS IS THE SECOND LthrmnSF
XXX PAGE.
In case you missed it - the first XXX
Page was here:
http://www.geocities.com/lthrmnsf/xxx.html
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More from the videos I made for
Mountain Man Films
http://www.mountainmanfilms.com
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These first 2 are from
"No, Daddy, No!"
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...and this last one is
from the thrilling sequel,
"Not Again, Daddy!"
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Me, in awe of a great butt.
If there had been more photographers
around my place, there'd be
a hundred pics like this...
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Okay, maybe not truly x-rated...
Except to those who have a cigar fetish.
And to those who do, I salute you.
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Jeff H, aka Buddy the Dog.
Okay, so you couldn't find a moment for me in those final days.
I understand. I always did.
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See you up there, Buddy.
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DAMAGED ANGEL #577
Richard Spano, a homeless stud with a Billy Idol fetish and an Irish boxer broken nose. A 1992 late night pick-up I took to my place on Castro where we had the most AMAZING HOT DEPRAVED NON-STOP SPEED-SEX for two and a half days.
Eventually, I fell asleep - when he served me a Diet Pepsi spiked with half a dozen Valium. By the time I came to, the little bastard had left with anything in the place worth over $4.99. He needed TWO duffle bags to get it out.
So why include him here? Two reasons: About a year later, I thought I spotted him in a bar and rushed over to tear him apart, but seconds from landing my first blow, whew, it turned out not to be him -- and I was bummed! No, not because I didn't get to pound him; because I realized right then, I could forgive all that shit he stole if we could just have one more night of that record-breaking sex again.
So y'see, that was the first time I
realized that for a perfect ass, a butch 'tude, and the right east coast
accent - I was willing to do, surrender and/or forgive anything,
no matter how destructive, depleting, and/or degrading. That never changed
-- and I paid for it. As we see.
(Oh yeah - the 2nd reason for including this photo? Well, c'mon..LOOK at
it.)
Stepping back in time to NYC...
While working at the sex shop, I became the object of desire of a hot but
too clean cut guy named Russ (of all things).
So -- is this perfectly-butted stud to your right that Russ? Nope - this is the hot Italian hooker he brought into my loft bed as a lovely gift. It was like some bizarre version of "The Story of Adele H".
(Just so you know there IS a god? Perfect rear, okay, yeah -but dumb as a sack of beets. Not that that's bad -- it made it a lot easier for us to get him to do anything. And everything.)
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Another photo of Matt the bondage boy,
this one showing his prize-winning cock
(freshly shaved by yours truly).
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Why does God waste huge cocks on Total Bottoms?
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More of that wacky Divine humor...
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I'm
STILL not old enough,.. 
Take
me back HOME, you perv!
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