a lust for life.

                  1.        A JOINT SET OF MEN FROM ALL TIME AND SPACE                   2.       MULTI-MUSE, MULTI-SHIP MALE DRIVEN INDIE                   3.       PROVIDES MATURE CONTENT AND FLEXIBLE PLOTTING                   4.       WRITTEN BY HAMEZ

         WELL DAMN, this man might be twice his age or even older than that.  but the man’s physique was probably better than his own, not an ounce of fat was noticable and a bunch of veins covered the man’s frame. muscles bulging but soon enough there seemed to be a particular muscle that was bulging, one that shot out of the water; it’s thick head staring jésus right in the eyes when the latino decided to glance down at it. smiling, the young musician did not what to say at first; or what to do. “no doubt you’re handsome yourself, fuck, your body.. is incredible. every inch of it-- including the plenty that thing shows to be.” nodding down at his obvious erection. “i could show you something different than my music, maybe-- something that might make you sing instead. what do you say??” without giving him another warning, jésus allowed himself to fall down onto his knees. they hit the mud in the little pond rather quickly, only the latino’s shoulders resurfacing from the water now as his hands neared the man’s erection. “to make sure little you calms down. we’re here to relax, after all.”

“I’VE BEEN LOOKIN’ FOR A SAVIOUR.”

          “would love that, you’re putting some pressure on me though. the normal audience i have a drunks or people on the street that decide to stick around for longer than a minute, or after tossing a few dollars in my bag.” jésus was flattered nonetheless, happy that doug wished to hear his music one on one. a slight blush appeared on jésus cheeks at the request, but shrugging his shoulders -- and convinced by the sudden turn, the latino wiggled himself out of his underwear. the guy’s perky tan butt bouncing up once released, before it settled back. his cock hanging around, still soft but slowly but surely sporting a semi as he joined the beautifully ripped man in the pond. “you’re allowed to turn around, mister- it’s all safe.” he chuckled, trying not to let his eyes wander down the man’s stomach and even lower into the water if he turned.

         “I WOULD not mind seeing you in the buff------ i mean, i don’t mind sharing this place. i love the silence, but sometimes it’s a little too quiet for my own good.” the musician would prefer to have at least some voice wander around. have a bit of company while he bathed in the natural pool that was nicely heated by the shining sun. “wasn’t really planning on taking a dip anyway, i come here for creative thoughts. i’m a musician, i write and produce music -- nothing mainstream. just some songs that i sell to get by-- name’s jésus by the way.” deciding that perhaps a dip into the little pond could help out with his mind, clearing it a little through the fresh water; the latino pulled off his shirts and trousers, leaving him in a pair of black boxer briefs that hugged everything just right. turning around to peel off his shoes and socks, the older man was given quite the sight of the latino’s round and perky buttocks.