Hot afternoon, you who got off work early, your own relaxation time On a sultry afternoon, you finished work early. Time to relax alone. A hot afternoon, off work early, your own quiet time to unwind. #DailyLife #Tattoo #Fitness #Taike

Hot afternoon, off work early

男子漢工作中 忙裡偷閒的小時光 阿 不小心沾到手機了啦 男の仕事中、ちょっと抜け出してひと息。 あっ…スマホに飛ばしちゃった。 A hard man at work, sneaking in a little “me time.” Oops… looks like I made a mess on my screen. #日常的部分 #健身 #台客 #刺青

摸魚弄髒手機/Made a sticky mess on my phone

A fierce battle of black and white In the end, let’s see who has the most manly ammunition! A fierce clash of black and white. Let’s see who’s packed with the most man-made ammunition in the end. A fierce clash between black and white. In the end, let’s check which man’s “ammunition” is more. #JapanTaiwanMaleShowdown #Fitness #Tattoo #TaiwaneseGuy

Japan-Taiwan Male Showdown - Part 2

【SemenStainWallMensPublicToilet-7】#SemenStainWallMensPublicToiletThat summer, whether it was the strong El Niño phenomenon or the photo on the phone being too arousing, when the ultraviolet light from that guy's lamp hit the pebble-washed wall, he ignored the sweat all over his body and the special masculine scent that smelled like he hadn't showered for a day or had "just" finished exercising. Shining the light on the wall, fluorescent-colored traces suddenly appeared one after another. 「This one is your junior's, and there's another one next to it that belongs to that fierce squad leader.」Standing about the same height as me, with short hair that wasn't neat at all, he draped his arm over my shoulder. His upper chest muscles, still slightly panting after just finishing exercise, carried a strong scent of alcohol in the summer night as he grinned at the wall while speaking. 「Damn, that squad leader has way too many. Wait, no—how the hell do you know?」I raised an eyebrow and asked him. After hearing that, he let out a sneaky dry laugh. With stubble that had grown out after a day without shaving, he leaned close to my ear, let out a drunken burp, and slowly said, "What do you think?" Then he let go and skipped over to turn on the toilet light, pointing with his big finger at the newest trace. I had thought this guy was pretty much a bastard. But I never imagined he could be such a huge bastard?I turned around and looked at A Hao seriously for the first time, really examining what kind of person this guy actually was. That night was our first time going out together. After all, whenever I had seen him before, he was wearing casual clothes, leading rookie soldiers on runs with his neat short hair, sharp sword-like eyebrows, single eyelids with a bit of a hooded look, plus that square face and chin that never seemed fully shaved. It was deadly—if I kept looking, I would definitely give myself away. As for his physique... I hadn't noticed at all. When he led the troops running, those two big steamed buns bounced up and down. I hadn't even gotten on the "bus" yet and already felt motion sick. No good, I was also leading troops myself. Straight men were always just the fantasies of those otaku novel writers. Those novelists, frustrated and lacking real-life experience, would write all those military/police/firefighter straight-to-gay stories. In reality, it was impossible—it would just make you motion sick before even boarding, heartbroken before even dating. When you wanted to talk, you'd end up being interrogated. Don't think about it, don't think about it, never think about it. Besides, we weren't even in the same unit; maybe we had only run into each other in the same camp. Anyway, that summer was really hot—so hot that I saw him three or five times that month. Every time I saw him, I would deliberately shout commands louder while running, shouting until he turned to face me from afar and gave me a thumbs-up. God, I only have half a year left before discharge—don't mess with me, okay? Fate is God's game. God must have heard my wish and decided to play a big game. God's way of playing was that all the new recruits had already gone home on leave that day. With nothing special to do, I planned to take a shower in the afternoon first. Without the recruits, the bathroom was basically heaven!!! There was no stinky rookie smell. I could finally take a nice, clean shower. Holding my washbasin and whistling, I walked into the empty bathroom during the long holiday—only to run into him. I saw him taking a shower.He scooped a basin of water from the central sink in the large bathhouse and poured it over himself. As the bubbles were rinsed from head to toe, he wiped his face with his tattooed big hand, looked up, saw me, and said, "Hey! It's you! I finally ran into you. You're super handsome!" Did I offend the gods during my last leave? Are the gods messing with me like this? 「......No, I mean you look handsome when you lead the troops and shout commands, not that you're handsome. No, I'm not saying you're not handsome either— that's not what I meant!」 Flustered, he accidentally dropped the basin into the large sink. With his veiny hand propping up the edge of the pool, his abdominal muscles engaged as his tattooed chest muscles on both shoulder blades spread out with the movement of his other hand, while he frantically picked up the basin. I swallowed hard. It had been...... ten days since my last leave. I just wanted to take a shower—what the hell was I supposed to do now? This guy even had tattoos. Handsome enough to call the police, okay? What could I do? Turning around and leaving would be too weird, so I had no choice but to take off my clothes and pants and start washing. As a result, this guy ran over to my side like a little wolfdog and started chatting enthusiastically. Unable to ignore him, I responded half-heartedly. I was really afraid that if I looked at him seriously, I would get a physiological reaction. But he just stayed by my side, chatting about how this or that officer was, how the mess hall food tasted, how this station compared to other camps. 「I'm off today too. Want to go out for dinner with me tonight? My treat!」「You're finally on leave and you're not going home, not looking for a wife, not 'clearing your gun'? You're asking me, a brother you just met, out to eat?」 Fresh out of the shower and completely naked, I held a towel to dry myself while teasing him. He hurriedly said no, that his hometown was far away, going back would take half a day, he usually had no friends to talk to, and it was rare to find someone he could chat with. Staying at a hotel for one night wouldn't be a big deal either. After a bunch of flattery...... After going home, putting things away, changing clothes, and "preparing" a bit, I went out to meet him. The stir-fry restaurant meal was pretty enjoyable. This guy looked rough and a bit scatterbrained on the surface, but after chatting a bit more, he turned out to have some brains and wasn't annoying. He just seemed to like drinking a bit too much. After two or three cans of beer weren't enough, he bought a few more strong liquors and said he wanted to take me to the park to chat and drink. So now I was sitting with him on a bench in a small suburban park. Having drunk a little myself, I was actually thinking that tonight was wonderful—I had eaten and drunk with the man I had been fantasizing about. But straight men really wouldn't lead to anything further. I planned to drink quickly, then call a taxi to send him home, after which I would head home myself, jerk off properly, finish and sleep quickly, leaving no trace like a boat passing through water. What "forgetting straight men"? Eat well, drink well, sleep early—that was the most practical way to safely complete my service. Wait, something's wrong. He said he was going to the toilet—why is he taking so long? Walking into the public toilet, the dim night light illuminated the entire summer's spring scenery. With his shirt off, he pulled down his sports shorts, took out the big rod I hadn't dared to look at seriously when he showered in the afternoon, and had a man who looked like a worker kneeling and sucking it. With his neat short hair and handsome, somewhat face-blind features, he closed his eyes and tilted his head back. His thick chest muscles, covered in traditional Japanese black tattoos, rose and fell slowly. Though not like a perfect six-pack, his tiger waist still had some definition, slowly thrusting as he held the rough worker's head with his own thick hand, finally releasing his desire. "A Han, don't just stand there watching—come join in. We're all men, no big deal."A Hao grabbed the worker's head and rocked his hips, while waving his other hand to call me over.After ten days without release, how could I resist? A Hao was getting blown right in front of me, showing it to me, and even inviting me to join? My nosebleed was about to spray out—why wait? As I walked over unzipping my pants, my 16*4 big rod sprang out.「Damn, A Han, yours is pretty big too. Quick, help my brother out—he hasn't come out in a long time either.」 A Hao slapped the worker under him twice. The worker obediently spat out little A Hao. Little A Hao wasn't little at all—at least 18*5, bigger than mine. I swallowed as I looked at him. A Hao shook twice like a male dog, poured beer from his hand onto his own cock, then raised an eyebrow, signaling me to touch it. Why not touch it? I, with my 16*4, had never lost when showering with the rookie soldiers. In my twenties, I wasn't inexperienced with sex either. But I had never seen one as big as A Hao's. The first time I saw it, it was already in my hand. A Hao's felt like a hot police baton—big glans base, equally thick, and dark. My attention was completely on A Hao, so I even forgot that I was also being serviced orally by a decent-looking construction site guy.My cock was now as hard as stone, and my mind was just as hard. What the hell was going on? Especially since A Hao had already moved behind me, one big hand lightly hugging my six-pack, the other rubbing my perky ass, while his not-small little A Hao pressed against my ass crack. His hand slowly slid down to my hand, subtly probing, his head resting on my shoulder, stubble rubbing against the back of my neck. With the strong smell of alcohol and his body burning hot, he whispered in my ear...... 「A Han... can I go in...?」 「Damn, no... how did you know?」 With a worker sucking my cock that hadn't shot in ten days in front, and a sturdy young officer I had a crush on hugging me from behind, my rationality was about to snap as I forced out this last question.「......There's an anonymous app near the camp. Your coordinates have been very close these past few months—square chest muscles, six-pack abs, love handles, wheat-colored skin, thick arms. I've been wondering if it was you. It wasn't until today in the shower that I confirmed it was your body.」 As A Hao spoke, he continued rubbing with his stubble, his hand grinding against the back of my hand.I tilted my head back, leaning against A Hao's thick chest muscles. My hand gently held A Hao's calloused big hand. Just treat today as a wet dream from drinking too much, or as drunken lust—let me have some fun with the man I like. A Hao probably understood what my holding his hand meant. His breathing became even hotter and heavier. The hand hugging my waist loosened, grabbed the rough worker's short hair, pushed him away from my cock, and lightly slapped him twice. "Good boy, go outside and keep watch. I'm about to fuck—don't let anyone in." A Hao used a low voice in Taiwanese to tell the rough worker to leave. The worker obediently stood up and walked out of the toilet. 「Damn... A Han, you're so tight......」 Like a horny male dog, A Hao hugged me from behind with his whole body burning hot. Two young men in the suburban public toilet on a summer night, without lube, relying on the strong masculine hormones and sweat from each other's bodies, smeared it on that 18*5 rod that was like rebar under the sun—hard and hot—hugging the sturdy man's dog waist in front so he couldn't run away. The 18*5 dog cock that hadn't shot in ten days slowly pressed against the entrance, slowly letting the hole take in his egg-sized glans. The man pinned against the wall by the male dog gritted his teeth without making a sound, but his thick back muscles arched as if trying to resist the entry of that majestic dog cock. Then, once the whole thing was in, he touched the man behind him, his full thigh quadriceps. His mouth opened as he panted. 「Oh! Damn, no, you're hitting it......」 The man pinned against the wall had the sturdy young male dog behind him lightly thrust downward with his dog waist. He let out a low moan from his throat, his body involuntarily trembling. The long-unreleased male dog behind him knew he had hit the jackpot. Without hesitation, the second thrust pulled out and slammed back in, pulled out again, slammed back in. The rhythm was precise, just like the majestic, powerful beat when leading a run—every word landing exactly on the slapping sound against the full ass meat. The male dog grabbed both ass cheeks with both hands and pounded rhythmically for who knows how long. He paused slightly to touch the young stud's cock in front, which wasn't small either, only to find it already wet. "You... got fucked so hard you're leaking?」 A Hao asked excitedly, still secretly thrusting back and forth as he spoke. 「......If you're going to fuck, then fuck seriously. I haven't come out in a long time.」 A Han reached back and grabbed A Hao's rough big hand that was hugging his waist. Somehow finding the courage, he said this. Hearing that, A Hao pulled out his thick little A Hao without hesitation, pulled down his pants and laid them on the ground, pressed A Han down onto the floor, and then it was the plot you all know—no hesitation, no nonsense, just hard, real pounding like a construction site pile driver, slamming into A Han's meat hole. The public toilet at midnight had no words, only two sweat-soaked young muscular men, their muscles colliding violently, and a rough worker at the door smoking on a bench in a daze, keeping watch—until A Han said, "Damn, I can't take it anymore...... I'm being fucked out, ah, damn!" A Han's whole body muscles contracted violently, becoming even fuller under the sweat. A Hao quickly lifted his own body with hands and feet, and with even more force from his waist, thrust deeper into A Han's second door. A Hao felt his egg-sized glans being squeezed hard by something, and then A Han's 16*4 young officer's hard cock in front of him sprayed the first shot of white turbidity onto his chest. The second shot hit the wall A Han's head was pressed against. The third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth—like white fireworks—shot violently over his own head, all landing on the public toilet wall. The last two shots landed on his own chest muscles. The two young men panted heavily. Sweat dripped from both of them, just like the ten days of thick cum A Han had been fucked out by A Hao's solid pounding, slowly sliding down the wall. A Hao panted, pulled out his now half-soft 18*5 cock, and with a grin took out a black penlight from his pocket, shining it on the freshly shot wall. Streaks of white fluorescent traces covered the toilet wall. With a slightly drunken tone, he said this one was A Han's junior's cum, and another belonged to that fierce squad leader from the next unit. A Han, both angry and amused, asked how he knew. A Hao stood there sneakily turning on the light, pointing at the trace he had just violently sprayed out, winking and making faces. He even excitedly took out his phone to photograph the cum trace I had just shot on the wall. 「Wait, where did you just shoot?」A Han came back to his senses and looked at the bull-like muscular young officer in front of him. A thread of precum still hung from the bull cock's slit, swinging back and forth. Suddenly realizing he had already come, he wondered—where had A Hao just shot?「Ah... my head hurts... drank too much... suddenly getting drunk... A Han, take me home...」 The fierce bull in front instantly turned back into a little wolfdog, rubbing his head here and there, knees scraped, waist twisted. Sticking out his tongue and rolling his eyes, pretending to be dead. 「Stop pretending... Anyone can guess it was a creampie, right? What about the next day?」My friend asked in the bar while mixing his girlfriend's cocktail, unable to believe what had happened that day. The next day... When I woke up, there was already a convenience store breakfast and soy milk on the dining table of my rented house. A Hao was sleeping naked in my bed. He had gone out to buy breakfast, come back to my place, and pretended to sleep waiting for me to wake up. I lay back in bed, hooked my leg around his big leg, rubbing and grinding until not long after his third leg under his crotch woke up. 「Still hungry? Want to eat Taiwanese big hot dog for breakfast first?」 A Hao opened his eyes, scratched his hair, flipped over and pressed down on me, nuzzling against me like a little wolfdog. What happened after, you can probably guess— who was hungrier for breakfast, who wanted to eat whom, that's hard to say. 「So just like that, you two, on the first day you met while still in the military over ten years ago, went straight for a home run, creampie, and fucked your way into a lifelong relationship? Fucked your way into getting married, living together, and turning into a fairy tale?」My friend held his girlfriend's cocktail, asking in disbelief. Ah... yeah, just like that.Having a rough-and-tough Taiwanese guy on the outside, a bull with great stamina in bed, and a cute little wolfdog husband in private—there's nothing bad about that, right? I drank my own beer and laughed as I told my friend. 「Ah, you're traveling alone? Aren't you worried about your husband at home?」「...Worried about what? He's also a retired officer, a grown man with social experience and work ability. Oh, you mean worried about him going out to play? Relax, it doesn't matter if he goes out to play. Anyway, no matter how he plays, it'll still be that toilet.」 At the same time, the public toilet at night. The tiger-backed, bear-waisted, stubbled Taiwanese mature man had just finished dealing with a young fitness trainer's shot, and smilingly said to him, 「Do you know whose cum this trace belongs to? My husband's.」 【SemenStainWallMensPublicToilet-7 End】

【SemenStainWallMensPublicToilet-7】

A toned young guy holding it in for 14 whole days—just how much thick white load can he shoot? How many back-to-back rounds can he handle? See it for yourself. A toned young man who endured for 14 days—how much white load can he produce? How many consecutive shots can he fire? We'll see it for ourselves. A macho young man who held it in for 14 days. How much thick white load will he shoot? How many times can he ejaculate in a row? See it with your own eyes.

A toned young guy holding it in for 14 whole days—just how much thick white load can he shoot? How many back-to-back rounds can he handle? See it for yourself. 忍了14天的健壯青年 能有多少白汁？ 可以連續發射幾次？我們眼見為憑 14日間ガマンしたマッチョな青年。どれだけのドロッとした白汁が出るのか？何回連続で発射できるのか？その目で確かめてみてください。

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