I think I'm a pretty decent guy with a lot to offer, but I guess unless you are 20 and built like a body builder, nobody is interested. I'm a pharmacist with a pretty good life, but no one to share it with. My ideal mate would be a hairy chested normal sized masculine guy. But I just plain adore the male body hairy or not! I'm an expert in giving relaxing full body massages. I got my certification while in college! It actually relaxes me and gives me great pleasure to know my trained hands can make a man with knotted muscles or muscles that are burning from a work out or a hard day at work can be relieved and soothed to the point he may actually fall asleep or get an erection from the complete and total feeling of the pain and tension he once felt! If the guy wants any additional relief and HE REQUESTS it I can suck his cock (for hours if he prefers), but this is totally optional! Drug and disease free, you be too. No reciprocation is allowed OR WANTED - I get my pleasure from hearing and seeing that you are 100% pleasured, so always available for bi or str8 guys who aren't getting what they crave from the wife or girl friend. You remain 100% straight as YOU don't do one thing back, with the exception of some verbal encouragement and maybe a gentle touch. I just fill-in and you never "cheat" on her! The only difference is you don't have to take me to dinner, call me, buy me gifts ONLY to be told to stop after you are pre-cumming like crazy AND I never bitch if you don't do it EXACTLY right or want some time to go workout rather than take me to a movie! IF YOU JUST WANT THE MASSAGE and nothing else, hey that's fine wth me as well! I'm your secret pal, NO ONE BUT YOU AND I EVER KNOW ABOUT US, NO ONE! I insist on this. If just one other per knows, it spoils our secret bond and can ruin everything we share together as adults. If you enjoy my services then you call me back - I NEVER GET INTO YOUR BUSINESS. Just consider me your SECRET BUDDY. I'm make a good friend to vent to or just discuss your problems with. I have a lot of life experience and I have connections from may areas of the world!

My Ideal Person I like all types of men, but IF I could create the ideal man for me he would be of any height, average weight, proportionately, natural body hair intact, with the more the better with a Sean Connery or Alec Baldwin look preferred. Non-smokers are great as are social or non-drinkers. I'd prefer a str8, bi or gay top who wants a mainly bottom guy to take care of their sexual needs and other needs as far as at home, healthwise and for cuddling, supporting and being there for the good times and especially the bed.

Tell one of your favorite sexual fantasies. Don't hold back!:
My new very hairy chested coach that has me as his "grader
& assistant for paper work" comes back into his
office after his day at school. He is tired & sweaty.
He smells so great of his natural pheromones that the minute
he enters the small room I can smell him. I'm grading
a test for one of his health classes. He sits down across
from me & lights up a cigarette. He asks me if everything
is going OK with the work I'm doing & I say it is.
He is so hot he takes off his shirt to reveal one of the most
GORGEOUS muscular chests covered in dark black hair! He
is not like a gorilla, but is the type of super masculine
man who has a thick five-o'clock shadow beard even
after just shaving, so now at the end of the day it is really
dark and so sexy! He finishes his cigarette and I ask him
about one paper I am not sure how to grade an answer on. He
puts out the smoke and comes over to my side of the desk &
bends over me to read the question and answer. His shirtless
hairy chest, hairy forearms & that masculine "real
man's odor" from his hairy pits is within an inch
of my face. I nearly tremble with excitement, however I
am only 17 and he, a new graduate of college & this being
his very 1st coaching job is 23 and I am too afraid to do anything
but act completely normal. I am sure he is 100% straight
because all the other guys who have him are always talking
about the beautiful women he takes out & likely is fucking.
If I made 1 wrong move, he might punch me out or have me expelled
and being just 17, it could cause him a lot of trouble no matter
what. I am intoxicated from his smell and the slight touch
of a couple of the longer black soft hairs on his forearms
brushing my arm as he tells me how to mark the student's
reply to the question. I am so hypnotized, I just sit there
& do nothing. He says, Billy, did you hear what I said
to grade that answer, and I came back to reality and said
yes Coach Martin. He said are you OK? Then he sniffed his
pits and said, I probably nearly knocked you out with my
body odor! Sorry about that but it is so hot outside today
and I have been sweating like a farmer. Accidentially I
said, oh, no sir, I like that smell of a real man. Then the
tiny office was so quiet it seemed like 5 minutes went by.
I KNOW my face must have been BLEEDING with the redness of
my blushing. The coach acted as though I had said nothing
and asked was I about through with the grading. I told him
I had about 10 more papers to do & he asked If I minded
if he went on and took a shower (each coaches office had a
small bathroom with a toilet and private shower stall seperate
from the common gym showers) because he was so miserable
and sweaty? I said no sir go on & I'll try to be finished
with everything by the time you are through so I will not
hold you up from leaving, but everything will be done. He
said that will be great - that's why I'm so glad
you are my grader, because you are so efficient & always
get everything done for old Coach Martin. WOW! Was that
a statement that could be read many ways. I tried to concentrate
on the papers, but God only knows how many people made higher
scores than they deserved because I couldn't think
of anything but him in the bathroom with the tiny crack he
left in the outer door for some ventilation for the moisture
& steam which would be generated from the hot soapy
shower he was about to take! It was NOT open that wide but
being such a small confined area, I could hear him taking
a long splashing piss in the toilet. I thought how much I
wished I was naked in the shower and he was giving me a "golden
shower" with his hot sweet piss, flowing from what
was sure to be a huge thick slab of meat from the bulge he could
not hide in the jock and gym pants or sweat pants he always
wore. He soon flushed the toilet & then turned on the
shower to get it to the proper temperature. I could tell
when he stepped in as the sound of the spray changed when
the water began cascading off that well-muscled young
beautiful hairy body, and the sound of the rings of the shower
curtain scraping along the shower curtain rod where easily
heard. How I wanted to slip in and say may I wash your back
for you, Coach Martin? But again, I was so young and so afraid
at that time. I did muster the courage to silently get up,
go to the door and once I was POSITIVE he was well into lathering
up and soaping every inch of that body I would have died to
see, touch, rub or LICK, I opened the door JUST A TINY bit
more, enough to see his royal blue shiny gym shorts tossed
on the floor & his BIKE jock strap laying on top of it.
I wanted to go in and steal that JOCK MORE THAN ANYTHING I
HAD EVER DONE, but thank goodness I was able to think clearly
enough to KNOW HE WOULD REALIZE I HAD TAKEN IT! I mean there
was only myself and him in the office which was locked. It
would be OBVIOUS I TOOK IT. Then I thought, I could tell him
I just stepped in to pick his stuff up for him, to place it
with his soiled shirt, OR perhaps what if I tapped on the
door & said coach I'm so sorry to disturb you, BUT
I REALLY HAVE TO PEE! May I come in and use the toilet while
you are still in the shower? I was about to build up the courage
to do that when I heard the water being shut off! I quickly
returned to my seat and could hear him slucing the water
off his fine body, the shower curtain grate over the curtain
rod & what sounded like him toweling off. Then it hit
me. I didn't remember his taking any NEW CLOTHES in
with him. OF COURSE they would have gotten damp or wet in
that small bathroom which had no exhaust fan in those days.
Soon he emerged with a towel wrapped securely around his
waist, NOT exposing much more of himself than when he had
been right behind and beside me looking at the papers in
just his gym shorts, jock & shoes. ONLY TO ME seeing
him barefoot, freshly showered, still a bit wet and wrapped
in a white towel was somehow SO MUCH MORE SEXY AND REWARDING
than seeing him in any other attire! My mind raced wondering
how would he go from that towel to getting dressed without
exposing more of his gorgeous desirable body I so longed
to see? I had finished grading the papers (as I said many
got much higher grades than they deserved, because I was
just going through the motions to be done!). I thought to
be cleaver, I would make an attempt to try the waters, so-to-speak,
so I said, coach, would you like me to step out while you get
dressed? He said no, not unless it made me feel uncomfortable.
And I said something STUPID like , no we're both guys
and I AM YOUR favorite grader! Like that meant he owed me
something he wouldn't another young man who might
be there. He asked me to hand him his cigarettes and lighter
and he lit up another smoke. He took a 2nd towel and rubbed
his very short crew-cut hair completely dry, then got out
his regular clothes he would put on to wear home. While he
continued to smoke he came over and asked if all the paper
were done and if I had remembered to record the gardes in
his book. I said yes and yes. He said I shouldn't have
even asked and we laughed. Again he stood mere inches from
my face as I was seated at the desk where I worked at the front
of his larger desk. As he moved away from me he pulled the
towel away from his waist to expose the most beautiful hardest
hairiest bubble butt I have ever seen even to this day. GOD!
How I wanted to see his COCK and know first hand IF it was true
what the guys all said, and if it was all flesh that caused
that huge bulged in any article of clothing he wore! It all
happened so quickly, there was no time to plan or try to do
anything on my part. We were making small talk about the
report cards needing to be done in a week and would I be able
to come in a couple of days extra to help him? I practically
was begging when I responded, Coach Martin, I am available
for you any time you want me. I take my job helping you very
seriously and try to do my best for you, because I want you
to be relieved of having to worry and stay late to do all the
busy work you have to do besides coaching our teams. That
is you main job and what you are here for as far as I am concerned.
You are our Coach & if I can do all these small tasks for
you it is my pleasure to be able to help you sir. Then he briefly
turned around as he was putting on his "tighty whities"
& said, Billy you are such a BIG help to me and I couldn't
do my coaching job as good as I am able to do if it weren't
for all the things you do for me. So never think you aren't
a BIG reason I am free to do what I do. All I can think back on
is the way he said BIG just as he exposed his HUGE UNCUT COCK
nestled in a bed of black soft fur to me. He then placed his
fleshy slab of meat in the briefs and continued to dress
before me. He went on, I don't know what I would do if
you ever left me. I told him I would NEVER let him down, and
I would do ANYTHING HE ASKED me to do to make things easier
for him so he could do his job. He said how he appreciated
it and that I had his home telephone number and he wanted
me to feel free to call him anytime I needed him to discuss
a problem or just to talk. He said he often got lonely, that
he lived with one of the other coaches in an apartment the
school made available for rent to the staff, but since this
was his first year he didn't know many people and in
fact he was really very shy. He said he had a "great
reputation" according to all the gossip but it wasn't
true that most evenings he worked with the teams training,
or on strategies for winning games or just sat at home alone.
I never felt closer to him than that day. I told him I was really
surprised because I thought he was one of the most handsome
guys I had ever seen. He said most women thought he looked
like an ape. I said my God Coach Martin, your body hair and
heavy beard define masculinity to me. I think you are the
most masculine real all man I have ever known. He just said
he wished others felt like I did, but he was happy to know
I felt that way about him. I thought I saw that bulge in his
dress pants growing even bigger as we talked and why I couldn't
just reach over and rub it and say, Coach Martin may I please
take care of this for you right now? I'll never know.
I think it was because even though he was only 6 years older
than me, I was only 17 and HIS STUDENT. NO ONE would believe
I started it & was dying for it and it might cost him his
career over my sexual desires. I loved him too much to take
that chance. I continued to be his grading assistant and
we shared many close talks. I did call him several times
and we even went to some out-of-town games and watched a
few movies, etc. He got to where he often walked around his
office shirtless, took showers with the door almost completely
open, let me see his cock freely, but never initiated anything
with me, or made any suggestion that I start anything. I
guess we were like big brother and little brother, unknown
to anyone but the two of us at the school. We were very careful
about that so there would be no talk of his showing me favoritism
or his being anything but 100% a lady-killer. In fact sex
wise there would have been absolutely nothing to talk about,
but gossip can be as HARMFUL as the actual truth. However
I KNEW (whether HE EVER was doing it FOR ME or just out of a
sense of feeling comfortable with me as one of his only friends)
no one else was getting to see MY Coach Martin naked, stepping
out of a shower, walking around with that 6" soft fat
UNCUT hairy cock swinging around (I know it must have been
9" FULLY HARD!), and him standing beside me with those
hairy forearms and many times chest and ab hairs rubbing
against my arm as I did his grading & paperwork for him.
I did get brave enough that on the rare occasion he might
come in from a practice or P.E. class with a strain or sore
muscle in his back, I just immediately WITHOUT giving him
a chance to say YES or NO, began massaging him & he melted
into my hands until the spasm was relieved. This gave me
the opportunity, not only to help him, but also to rub my
hands and fingers through the soft lush fur carpet on his
chest or front of his shoulder or leg or arm. As hairy as he
was the only hair on his back was a small patch just above
his waistline! As you might imagine the treatments ALWAYS
extended well beyond the injured area, so I could enjoy
playing in that LUSCIOUS HAIR! If it bothered him or he found
it strange , he NEVER ONCE voiced it or made any objection.
I graduated at the end of that year & he decided to take
a job at another school. I often wonder if he knows how many
times I jacked off after I got home from his office &
even many times after he left the office mid-day to go coach
a P.E. class after spending 10-15 minutes with me getting
me so hard, I couldn't leave to go to class without rubbing
one out. I eventually was able to make off with several of
his jocks (again if he knew or suspected it, he never asked
me about it!), a great deal of his body hair and other very
personal effects of his to savor over the years. Although
this has been many years ago, I STILL KEEP IN TOUCH WITH HIM
EVERY CHRISTMAS and often one other time of the year. He
still looks amazing! I have never yet told him what an effect
he had on me. I judge EVERY OTHER human male by him as far as
masculinity and hairy chests go! I would love to role play
this over BUT be forceful enough to go after what I wanted
then!

What types of sexual activities turn you on?:
Giving Oral Sex, Urolagnia (Water Sports/Urine), Role Playing, Voyeurism, Giving Massages, Rimming Partner

What factors are most important to you when looking for a sexual partner?:
Physical attraction, Experience in a certain role (top/bottom; master/slave), Ability to be discreet, Wants to receive more than give

Ever fantasized about having sex with a celebrity? Who? What turns you on about them?:
Josh Long, Mike De Marko, Jimmy Fanz. Their bushy sexy HAIRY
CHESTS and body!

Have you ever had cybersex?:
I have cybersex quite often.

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