Thursday, November 12, 2009

Get to it

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Fully loaded

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Field maneuvers

Monday, November 9, 2009

Drop and give me twenty

Sometimes, it's about proper motivation.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Chow time

Friday, November 6, 2009

Can ya smell it?

Speaking for myself and probably many others, the heady musk of a mans sweaty body can add immensely to the overall pleasure in the purest animal sense of the act.


Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Boot camp discipline

Ya know, I probably wouldn't make all these pictures if I could write worth a damn.


Monday, November 2, 2009

Barracks latrine

Wuh?  Like you haven't wanted to try this.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

The few, the proud, the horny!

Honor guard duet

Good Dawg

Hard Corps

Happy to see me?

Whose thirsty?

Anyone who knows me, also knows I have a weakness for Marines.
It dates back to my childhood, my Dad was stationed in Norfolk and we lived across the street from a Marine base.
During the Cuban missle crisis, the base went on high alert and they stationed armed Marines up and down the streets of the military housing project we lived in (I was just a little Ulf then)
but I remember vividly my brother and I looking out our bedroom window late one night and there was the most perfect specimen of manliness just a few feet away, his back too us.
We must have been loud enough for him to hear, because he turned, winked at us and mouthed the words: "Everythings okay, go back to sleep."
I have never in my life felt safer than I was that night, but it burned an indelible memory into my young psyche and for this fag, there ain't nuthin' in this world hotter than a Marine in (or out) of his dress blues.