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Men’s Room Bakersfield Station

easlgrundle

Jockstrap Artist
I do tend to enjoy Joe Gage features. Been finding some uploads on xhamster lately where I was amazed to noticed that I'd not actually watched all those scenes together on the same video in the right order before. Narrative touches and character story are part of the pleasure after all.

That film's particular restroom layout is a bit contrived, but all that line of sight exposure while pissing is pretty hot, as are jocked and strapped working dudes.
 

BillyC

If not commando, then jocked.
I've always been fascinated with Joe Gage's porn because the PACE is so slow and deliberate There's real cock worship going on here. I"ve watched this many times.
True story. When I was stationed at Pendleton about a billion years ago (‘85-‘86) I hooked up on a pass with this HOT rugged, hypermasculine man who was some contractor type. He was staying in a nearby motel (Carlsbad) And I balled him all night long. He’d told me his name was “Joe” which was more than I needed to know. When I’d spent my youthful nuts (several loads) and was about to leave, he went into the head to piss while I got into my civvies. Our clothes were in a heap — it was that torrid a crashing/slamming entry into the room for that unimpaired (he’d blown me in the alley behind the surfer bar I’d found him in) taste/feel of eachother — and as I moved his pants from over my shorts, his old style laminated base pass fell out of his pocket. T. Kincaid. I was zipping up when he emerged after his piss. And yeah I was stupid and inexperienced enough and asked — “Hey, you told me your name was Joe, but your ID fell out of your pocket and says you’re T. Kincaid. What’s up with that? And by the way I am Cate, like I said.” He first got all dark and serious, then he clamped his big, strong, hairy arm around my shoulders and said — “Kid you’re a Marine, and you fuck like a stallion, so I guess I can trust you. My name’s Tim — don’t spread it around.”

He was back there a few times and sent me messages when he was from “your visiting Uncle Joe”. I got passes most of the times he was there, and he was as great a fuck (and afterward a nice guy) each and every time.

I found out much later, shooting the shit with a few closeted guys at the Embassy in Paris who he was. My brush with a famous porn actor (then) and legendary porn creator.
 

Opinionman

Jockstrap Fan
True story. When I was stationed at Pendleton about a billion years ago (‘85-‘86) I hooked up on a pass with this HOT rugged, hypermasculine man who was some contractor type. He was staying in a nearby motel (Carlsbad) And I balled him all night long. He’d told me his name was “Joe” which was more than I needed to know. When I’d spent my youthful nuts (several loads) and was about to leave, he went into the head to piss while I got into my civvies. Our clothes were in a heap — it was that torrid a crashing/slamming entry into the room for that unimpaired (he’d blown me in the alley behind the surfer bar I’d found him in) taste/feel of eachother — and as I moved his pants from over my shorts, his old style laminated base pass fell out of his pocket. T. Kincaid. I was zipping up when he emerged after his piss. And yeah I was stupid and inexperienced enough and asked — “Hey, you told me your name was Joe, but your ID fell out of your pocket and says you’re T. Kincaid. What’s up with that? And by the way I am Cate, like I said.” He first got all dark and serious, then he clamped his big, strong, hairy arm around my shoulders and said — “Kid you’re a Marine, and you fuck like a stallion, so I guess I can trust you. My name’s Tim — don’t spread it around.”

He was back there a few times and sent me messages when he was from “your visiting Uncle Joe”. I got passes most of the times he was there, and he was as great a fuck (and afterward a nice guy) each and every time.

I found out much later, shooting the shit with a few closeted guys at the Embassy in Paris who he was. My brush with a famous porn actor (then) and legendary porn creator.
That is fucking awesome, man. Always nice to meet a celeb and also to fuck him.

I have fantasized for a while a situation where men from theamry base about 40 min from me would be able to get off base and come to a hotel room just to get away for a couple of hours. I'd set up the room with everything they need: primarily porn and lube (but also food , shower, etc) and they could just jack tot heir heart's content and feel better about life afterwards. Then they'd leave discreetly and a few minutes later some other horny military dude would show up. I'd have an entrance and an exit that were separate so anonymity was maintained. I feel like I'd be doing my country a service.
 
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