"Love of a Yellow Speedo"

Once more, into the beach...

with my fetish for yellow trunks/Speedos/bikinis/drawers.

Ah, those first encounters leave an indelible mark!

I don't know about where y'all are at, but here in

the Peach (Pit) State, it's still sweltering, and Fall

has yet to be amply seen.

So what am  I doing torturing myself by getting heated

up with all these hot men, showing off their assets and

communication skills...selling their goods and wares?

I guess I'm a glutton for punishment ("Yes, please!")

and, if you're going to be hot, and you're going

to be bothered....

...you might as well be 'hot and bothered' by somethang

worth your while!
Cheers!

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Them Amazing Yeller Britches!

There's just something so especially

seductive, so shimmering and shiny

and showcase-worthy about a pair of yellow trunks!

Perhaps it's my personal adolescent experiences I

grafted onto the random color....

...that enhances an otherwise bland pigment.

Perhaps it's that any color could actually

be made exciting by the magic held by

these particular Adonises!

Any way you grab it, it's all good.

Any kink that works for ya is a good kink...

...and yellow does a bit more for the

imagination that even white, so I'll

take it.

Yeah! Take that control!

Tell that punk who's in charge! Mmnnn!

Oh my.....that's a whole lotta power in that engine!

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And possibly my favorite wrestler of all time,

Mr. Jeff Farmer, a.k.a. Cobra!

MMMNNN!

Show 'em how it's done, Jeff!

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