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Brad inserts his big, uncut cock in a heavy duty milking machine that Pascal is controlling at Maskurbate. This is his most difficult challenge to date. Brad has got to try and last as long as he can. He moans as his cock is pleasured by the device and manages a whole 10 minutes before he can't hold his load any longer. 

Can someone make me an adult-sized man doll toy to play with? Can call it Buff Buddy. Would help if it were alive and all that comes with being alive. 

Like arms to hold me down in position. Pecs to squeeze. Legs to squeeze me. And underwear to "find" in his underwear drawer and perhaps be caught trying on.

I'm here to start a movement. Make that two movements. One the movement of hand on dick. The other a movement in which every selfie brings us closer to world peace. 

Then make that mouth on dick too, which is something I politically support because a person with a dick in his mouth cannot speak ill of another. Though he can suck and give the finger to the bachelorette party that peeks down the gay bar alley and witnesses the mouth on dick. And telling bachelorette parties to fuck off really does bring us all closer together.

XL recently broke up with his longtime boyfriend and Dato Foland is the first guy he's dated in a while. He thinks Dato is handsome, funny, and easy going, so XL is understandably nervous. He desperately wants to feel Dato's cock inside him, but he doesn't want to be too pushy. 

Calvin is just a week away from his 4th bodybuilding competition when he meets Maskurbate's Pascal to do a solo scene. He strips off his clothes to show off his muscular physique and big, hard cock. Calvin is in his peak week and it certainly shows! He explains what he's done to get himself in such great shape as he aims for the highest position.

In this case, muscle is just standing there, which is fine. I mean, would it kill the muscle to notice my new outfit and what I've done with my hair? No, but one can only hope for so much.

Has there ever been a relationship between a muscle guy and a non-gym guy in which they don't get enough space away from each other? I figure working out a couple hours a day would help provide that balance. Plus the several hours of mirror time a day should cover the rest.

I may be in a relationship with several muscle men right now and not even know it because we've totally nailed the space issue proactively. 

Brad is helping Pascal clear out in the shed following a fractured wrist. While he's going about his chores he discovers a masturbation toy that's so small he is pretty sure his dick won't even fit inside it. Pascal bets him 100 bucks that it will, so Brad gets to work, stripping down to nothing and playing with his dick in the shed.

Chriss receives a phone call from his new neighbour who just moved in next door and has a great view of his living room from across the way. He tells Chriss that he'll pay his rent in exchange for a little show in front of the window. Chriss stands and takes off his clothes, wearing nothing but a mask as his neighbour looks on at him playing with his beautiful muscular body and giant cock.

Cock's a muscle too, right? Then add it to the list of what these gym rats are showing off. It's only a matter of time before someone invents crotchless gym shorts.

Why wait to get home to start flashing cock?

Frank's fan from the gym wants to know how big "it" can get and wants him to show him. Feeling a bit horny, Frank replies with, "Watch this". Frank puts on his phone camera and records himself posing and stripping down to his bare flesh. He's excited by showing off his muscular body and, with a fully erect cock, he plays with himself for his fan!

In this social experiment to see what happens when a shiny, pretty muscular guy (carrying a coffee cup most of the time) walks nonchalantly through Manhattan.

Or more specifically, certain parts of Manhattan, not including Wall Street, the Meat Packing District, Dhinatown, or Bergdorf Goodman. Because everyone knows what would happen if he walked into ritzy department store Bergdorf Goodman.

Someone once told me there's a reason besides looking hot that people go to the gym, but I forgot what they said. Maybe diabetes prevention or something? Or looking hot while reducing risk of diabetes? Or just looking hot maybe?

Wait, looking hot is not the alternate reason besides looking hot that people go to the gym for. Clearly I'm flustered here and mixing prepositions and penises.

All six spots in this one go to the same dick. And the guy attached. Because look at him.

What a wonderful guy! Kind, caring, generous, funny, creative, loving. A beacon of hope in dark times. Or maybe he is. I really have no idea. But hey, check out his pecs! And his cock!

Technically, that would be muscle and crotch bulges and muscle bulges. And why not throw in another bulges while we're at it. Or a dozen.

I must assert that it's wrong to grab a guy's pecs out of nowhere. Definitely say hello first. And not with your hands but with your words and eyes. Or hands and eyes if you speak that way. As long as he understand and accepts.

Oh my gosh, look at all these guys who accidentally primped and posed for the camera, exposing themselves forever. Perhaps each slipped on some sort of banana peel, precipitating this incident.

And what a magic banana peel it must have been! Because it enrolls a guy at the gym, makes him horny enough to take a selfie, and makes him doubly horny enough to upload it somewhere.