Troy's Return to Brandt's Boys

 A New Look, Same Heat

True to his word, he has returned. If you’ve been following Brandt’s Boys for a while, you know that Troy’s name carries weight. He’s been one of the most iconic figures on the site—dominant, magnetic, and impossible to ignore. So when word got out that Troy was making his return, fans were buzzing. And now that he’s officially back? Let’s just say the energy has shifted.

But here's the twist: Troy isn't the same guy who left. He's dropped some muscle mass since his last appearance.

The bulky, gym-hardened frame has given way to a softer, more twunk look. His vibe now? He's still masculine, still commanding, but with a softer edge that somehow makes him even more captivating in a weird way, but it works for him. And that quiet confidence? It’s matured.

Some fans have called it a “bohemian upgrade.” Others say he’s got that “hot man from the island” energy. Whatever you want to call it, one thing’s clear: Troy’s still hot. Just in a different way.

It feels like his first couple of shoots after he returned were designed so Jordan could test him as to determine if he still belonged on the site. Troy handled it like a seasoned pro—playful, dominant, and effortlessly in control and Troy's smile was subtle, but sharpe as if saying, "I never stopped belonging." The comments section lit up with both praise and hate. While some comments were supportive, “This is what Brandt’s Boys was missing.” "Troy's back and better than ever," or "Making Brandt's Boys relevant again." Others were not so nice and downright mean, 

There’s also some buzz about a revenge arc brewing between Troy and Jordan, as one commented stated. If you’ve been watching closely, you know there’s tension. And if the rumors are true, the next few scenes might not just be hot—they might be personal.

But Troy’s not here for drama. He’s here to reclaim his space. To remind everyone why he was—and still is—one of the most compelling performers on the site.

So whether you’re into the old-school Troy or loving this new, leaner version, one thing’s for sure: he’s still got it. And Brandt’s Boys just got a whole lot more interesting.

Brother Blowing His Load

Cumming on Camera

My brother accidently sent this to me. I think he was trying to send it to his girlfriend and doesn't realize he sent it to me instead. Well, he hasn't said anything to me about it yet, so I don't think he realizes what he has done.

Braden Sherota

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Men's Underwear Popularity

 

The Brief History of Men's Underwear: From Briefs to Boxers and Back Again

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Men's underwear is one of the most personal and understated elements of fashion, yet its evolution mirrors significant cultural shifts, technological advancements, and changing ideals of masculinity. While today's options are seemingly endless, the story of men's undergarments is largely a tale of two styles: the brief and the boxer.

The Rise of the Brief

For much of the 20th century, the brief was the undisputed king of men's underwear. Before its arrival, men often wore baggy, full-body "union suits" or loose-fitting boxer shorts. The game changed in the 1930s when a new, form-fitting garment was introduced. This new style, the brief, offered a revolutionary combination of support, comfort, and a streamlined silhouette.

Key moments in the brief's ascent:

• 1935: The "Jockey" brand introduces the first modern brief with a "Y-front" design. This innovation was a game-changer, providing unprecedented support and a more masculine, athletic look.

• The Post-War Era: Celebrities and Hollywood icons like Marlon Brando and James Dean popularized the brief, associating it with a new, rugged ideal of masculinity. Briefs became the go-to for men who wanted a snug fit that was both practical and stylish.

• The 1970s and 80s: Briefs continued their dominance, becoming available in a wide array of colors and patterns. The era saw the rise of bikini briefs and designer underwear, transforming the garment from a simple necessity into a fashion statement, thanks in part to iconic advertising campaigns.

The Boxer Rebounds

Despite the brief's decades-long reign, a counter-trend began to emerge. Some men started to favor a looser fit, seeking the freedom and breathability of traditional boxer shorts. This shift was driven by a few key factors:

• Comfort and Style: Some men found briefs to be too constricting, and the loose, flowing feel of boxers was a welcome change. Boxers also offered a more modest look that some found preferable.

• Health Concerns: Beginning in the late 20th century, some studies suggested that the higher temperatures associated with tight-fitting underwear like briefs could potentially impact sperm production. This health-related conversation, while debated, contributed to a growing preference for the looser boxer short.

The Era of the Boxer Brief

The real game-changer, however, was the emergence of the boxer brief in the 1990s. This hybrid style combined the best of both worlds: the full coverage and streamlined look of a boxer with the support and snug fit of a brief.

• A "Great Apparel Revolution": The boxer brief was popularized by iconic ad campaigns, most notably by Calvin Klein, which featured sculpted models like Mark Wahlberg. This cemented the boxer brief's place as a symbol of modern, athletic masculinity.

• Versatility: The boxer brief quickly became the default for many men, offering a comfortable and supportive option for everything from everyday wear to athletic activities. Its popularity has been so immense that it is often considered the dominant men's underwear style today.

The Underwear of the Future

While boxer briefs remain a top choice, the men's underwear market continues to evolve. New materials, such as moisture-wicking and quick-drying fabrics, have revolutionized comfort and performance. 

"Pouch" underwear and other ergonomically designed styles cater to men who prioritize anatomical support and comfort above all else and is on the rise. Will they become popular and/or go to underwear in the near future? Only time will tell. 

Ultimately, the trend in men's underwear has moved away from a single dominant style and towards a wider acceptance of personal preference. Whether a man chooses a classic brief, a loose boxer, or a modern boxer brief, the focus is increasingly on individual comfort, style, and function.

Caught In Public Ejaculating

 Being Watched

Someone stopped to watch me empty my balls:

After I shot my load, they drove away!

Internet Cafe

 Cyber Cafe

While these are not as popular in the United States as they use to be, they are still somewhat popular in other countries. If you haven't had a chance to visit one of this places, I recommend you find one and visit them before they are gone forever, there is nothing quite like it. 

Here are some of the things you could look forward in seeing:

I've been to my fair share of these kinds of places, I'd like to hear about your experiences if you have been and/or tell me if you are planning on going one day. Get in the comments and let me know.

At Home With My Brother

Anytime our parents were gone my older brother didn't put any pants on. It drove me crazy because he knew I was gay and wasn't out yet to anybody but him. He thought it was funny and said I could look all I want.

Most of the time I followed him around the house, he knew what I was doing, but I couldn't help it. I didn't get to see guys naked in real life often and my brother had a nice ass and great looking dick too.

"You want some?" He asked as he turned around and set down a bottle of vodka. "I think we have OJ."

"Sure," I shrugged, I didn't care for drinking as much as he did but it was fun.

I watched his dick and balls swing back and forth. He kept catching me but he didn't care, he'd just smile and keep doing his thing. My hand was on the front of my shorts rubbing myself slowly. I could feel my pre-cum making my dick wet.

"What are you doing today?" I asked my brother as he made me a drink.

Choose Your Tool

 In virtual reality, there are no limits! Especially when your deepest desires come to life. 

Jason and Jill are ready to shake things up. Married, curious, and looking to reconnect, they sign up for an immersive VR Sexperience designed to unleash fantasies with zero consequences. The rules are simple: no names, no judgments, no strings. Just one rule: If it feels good, do it.

But when Jill chooses to enter the simulation as a man (Boomer Banks), she’s not prepared for what she finds. Her partner—strong, hungry, and stunning—isn’t just any stranger. It’s Jason (Damien Stone), in another form… and he’s not looking for her. He’s looking for him.

What begins as a game of seduction quickly becomes something else entirely, as Jason’s avatar gives in to desires of the masculine form he’s never dared to voice out loud. And Jill? She watches—and feels—it all unfold through a new body, and a new understanding of the man she married.

In this world, nothing is off-limits. Not even the truth.

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TOP TURNING EASY BOTTOM

 PLANETS ALIGNED FOR A COSMIC CUM DUMP

Best time ever! ✨

First time EVER I was a proper cum dump! 🪣 Believe it or not, I'm actually a TOP, and if I do

bottom, it's definitely NOT for 20 blokes lol. 🅱️ 🅱️ When people message me asking how many

loads I've taken today, I'm just not like that at all. (Not for the want of trying or wanting to be like

that) It's just my bum is very sensitive, so I'm the opposite of a 'power bottom'. I have to be off my

head to even think about it. 🤩

Life Long Buddies

The Bro Job 

After giving my buddy access to my junk, I closed my eyes and let him do his thing. He wasn't experienced but I definitely wasn't going to complain either. When he suggested us sucking each other off, I Initially dismissed his idea as absurd. However, as I considered its simplicity and my own pressing need, I eventually conceded.

"Dude, less teeth," I coached him as he drooled and slobbered all over my cock.

"It's a lot bigger than I thought it was going to be," he said, pulling off for a moment to talk.

"You're cool dude, it's feeling pretty good," I told him, not wanting him to stop.

He gripped the bottom of my dick in his hand and started jerking me off as his lips were doing a better job covering his teeth and he got used to the whole thing.

"Jesus, that's good, keep doing that," I told him.

He pulled off again to speak. "Tell me when you're going to nut, I don't want it in my mouth," he said.

"I'll think about it," I said, taking deep breaths and enjoying his mouth and hand.

I knew I would be returning the favor but at this point, I didn't care, I needed to get off by an actual person and not by myself. It had been way too long with my only source of pleasure was my hand. Jason was doing me a bigger favor than he realized, But I had to ask myself, would I be okay with him shooting his load in my mouth and I needed to answer that sooner than later because I was getting closer to my orgasm and then I would be sucking his dick right after.

I don't think he was necessarily enjoying it, but he definitely was playing the role. The way he was gripping me and using his mouth was getting me close.

"Okay, I'm almost there," I told him.

"Tell me when you can't hold back," he replied and went wild on my dick.

My legs spread and I began pushing upward, I didn't have much time, that's why I warned him. I took myself to the edge and held back, feeling the orgasm trying to rush out of my body.

"I'm gonna blow, get off!" I warned, there was no holding back anymore.

He sucked for a few more seconds, I couldn't stop it. The first shot went in his mouth before he could pull off. The second across his face as he used his hand to keep stroking me. It felt so fucking good, I was in heaven.

"Damn," he said as he watched my cock spray all over. "Like a fucking fountain."

I felt his lips wrap around my dick again as the last bit of me was emptying. I'm not sure why he was okay with having my cum in his mouth, I'm glad he did. He sucked me as I came down from my high. I was breathing heavily and trying not to sigh and grunt.

After my dick started to soften he sat up and looked at me. Some cum was running down his face and he looked flushed and a little dazed.

"You good?" I asked.

"I'm good, you good?" He replied.

"Great, I needed that," I told him.

He didn't say anything more, he just undid his pants and pulled out his cock. I looked down and saw him leaking already, hard and ready. I wondered if he enjoyed sucking me, he seemed like he must have.

I didn't hesitate, I couldn't, I feared if I did I would back down and I wasn't going to be like that after what he did. I opened my mouth, stuck him in and closed around him. I felt the warmth of his skin first, then I realized I was tasting his pre, sweeter than I expected. I took a deep breath and began to bob up and down immediately, not thinking, I had to just do it.

"Fuck, man," he moaned.

I kept sucking, bringing my hand to hold his dick in place and jerk him off like he had done for me. I didn't hate the feeling, it wasn't a big deal I realized. Who cares, I didn't, I was helping a friend, just like he had done for me.

"I'm not going to last long, I'm almost there," he said.

I felt his hand run through my hair as I kept going, waiting for my signal to get off. It was oddly satisfying to have him holding on, I liked the idea that I was doing well enough to get him off. His pre was leaking like crazy and my spit had coated his whole dick.

"Okay, get off!" He shouted just in time for me to move.

My hand kept moving on his wet dick as I watched him unload all over himself. His hand was still resting on the back of my head. The smell of his and my cum was strong. I felt his dick pulsing as each jet left his body.

"Jesus!" He yelled as he was cumming harder than I had.

I kept going until he was done and my hand was covered. I sat back, not sure what to do or say. But the thing about Garrett was I didn't need to, he always knew how to make things less awkward.

"Here," he said handing me a shirt he had in the back. "Thanks, that was great. I wish more guys would understand how friends can help each other."

"Yeah," I replied, blushing as it all sank in.

"We're good, right?" He asked as we both zipped up.

"Yeah, we're good," I said knowing that he wouldn't let this come between us.

"I'll do that anytime you get too backed up, until you get another girlfriend or whatever," he said patting me on the knee.

"I'd like that, I'll do it for you too," I replied.

"Perfect."

Encounters In Space - Adult

 

Close Encounters in High Earth Orbit

Chapter 1: Weightless Desire

In the heart of the O'Neil-1 space station, suspended in the weightless expanse of zero gravity, Dr. Li Mei and Dr. Amelia found solace in each other's arms. Their bodies, unencumbered by the earth's pull, floated gently as they began their intimate dance. The soft hum of the space station's machinery provided a rhythmic backdrop to their encounter, a symphony of technology and human desire intertwined.

Li Mei, her long black hair swaying like a dark nebula around her, pulled Amelia closer.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, a silent testament to their shared longing. The kiss deepened, their tongues intertwining in a delicate ballet as they savored the taste of each other.

The cold, sterile environment of the space station seemed to melt away, replaced by the warmth of their shared passion.

With a practiced grace born from months of isolation together, they maneuvered themselves into a 69 position. Li Mei's petite frame contrasted with Amelia's athletic build, their bodies fitting together like pieces of a cosmic puzzle. The blonde biologist's hands roamed over Li Mei's delicate form, tracing constellations on her soft skin. Li Mei, in turn, reveled in the strength of Amelia's body, her fingers exploring the firm muscles beneath her lover's skin.

Their intimacy took on a new intensity as Li Mei's anxiety about Adrian's arrival manifested in her lovemaking. Her touches became more insistent, her kisses more demanding. She ventured lower, her tongue tracing a path down Amelia's spine before dipping into the cleft of her ass. Amelia gasped, surprised by the sudden intrusion, but soon relaxed under Li Mei's skillful ministrations.

Not one to be outdone, Amelia reciprocated, her tongue mirroring Li Mei's actions. Their moans echoed through the empty space, a symphony of pleasure and desire. Their fingers found each other's pussies, sliding in with practiced ease. They moved in unison, their fingers thrusting in and out, their tongues delving deeper into each other's asses.

The tension built, their bodies trembling with anticipation. Li Mei's moans became more pronounced, her breathing ragged. With a final, desperate thrust, she climaxed, her pussy squirting out large blobs of fluid that floated weightlessly around Amelia's face.

The sight of Li Mei's orgasm pushed Amelia over the edge, her own body convulsing with pleasure as she came hard.

Coach Made Me Do It

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Uncle Sal

 

Visiting My Uncle Sal 

 

Whenever mom and dad decided to head up the mountain to gamble in Reno, they would usually leave my sister with the neighbors and their daughters and took me to my Uncle Sal's place. It was about 20 miles up the hill from home and on their way, so it was convenient, and I liked staying with him. Uncle Sal was my uncle from my mom's side of the family; someone I had grown up with and who always treated me like I was special.

Uncle Sal was a little younger than my parents. Sure, he was an adult, but he was still enough of a kid to make me feel like I fit in with him, which helped to foster the closeness I felt with him; a near-perfect mix between paternal figure and pal.

It was hard not to like Uncle Sal. He was tall with a mop of curly blond hair and the most infectious laugh. He was quick with the jokes, and generous with horseplay and hugs, even as I grew into my teens. His hands and arms were huge, but always gentle. He rode a motorcycle whenever the weather was good and, despite my mom's protests, eventually taught me how to ride too.

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 Wesley

Gym Locker Room

 Monster Dick Selfie

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Orenivan03 [Orenivan]

My Morning Wood

Blowing My Sister's Boyfriend

Marc walked into the bathroom as I was sitting on the toilet trying to rub one out. I covered myself just in time before he saw what I was doing.

"What the fuck?!" I objected.

Marc Washington

"Fuck you!" He said flipping me off. "You've been in here forever," he added. "I gotta get ready for work and all my shits in here."

I looked down at the bulge in his underwear. He smirked and grabbed himself and squeezed.

"Happy pride month," he said, calling me a slur without having too.

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My Straight Buddy

 

Reconnecting With My Straight Buddy

I still think about Calvin sometimes.

 

It's been over fifteen years now, but even here in my mid-thirties, I remember that summer with such clarity and warmth.

 

This was back in 2005 - Bush had just started his second term, the world was mourning the Pope, and I had Mariah Carey's The Emancipation of Mimi on constant rotation as I flew home for summer break.

 

I'd just wrapped up junior year at UCLA, and my dad had come through with a summer internship hookup. Some friend of his ran a tech company that made microchips or something - honestly, I wasn't paying much attention to the details. I was just grateful to have summer plans when everyone else was bragging about their amazing internships and I had nothing lined up.

 

My phone buzzed the moment I landed. I flipped it open to find a text from a number I didn't recognize.

 

Hey dude, how's it going? It's Calvin Jones. Heard ur back in town.

 

Calvin Jones? Now that was a name I hadn't heard in years. We'd been tight back in junior high, but you know how it goes - people drift apart. I remembered him as this sweet, chunky kid with pale skin and hair that was always a little too greasy. He had this thing about always smelling faintly of cheese, and I wondered what had prompted him to reach out after all this time. How had he even gotten my number?

 

Hi Calvin! Yeah, I'm back, just landed actually. What's up? Nice to hear from you.

 

I pocketed my phone and headed through customs. While waiting at baggage claim, another text came through.

 

Came across ur MySpace page and saw that ur in UCLA. That's rad, man. Wanna catch up? I'm free this weekend.

 

I'll admit, I felt a little skeptical. Random texts from old junior high friends usually meant someone was selling something - Tupperware, makeup, insurance. But Calvin had always been genuinely nice, and I've never been good at saying no to people. Besides, it might be fun to catch up.

We arranged to meet Saturday morning at Javier's Cafe, this popular brunch spot known for having the best eggs benedict in town. I'd gotten spoiled by LA's unpredictable traffic, so I arrived about fifteen minutes early and snagged an outdoor table where Calvin could easily spot me.

Enjoys BBC

Straight Guy Goes Gay For BBC