Posts made by leatherbear

:cheesy2: Nice add  :cheesy2: :thankyou:

For this most informative post!! Certainly now is not the time for complacency in the never ending struggle for equal rights for LGBT people worldwide!! We must all do what we can when we can to end this discrimination now!!

may i save some of those for my personal collection?  ;D

Of course you can save these and any other post made on any board at GT.ru!!! :cool2:

'Twas the night before Christmas,
  When all through the land,

Nothing was moving,         
  Except Kevin's hand on his gland.

His nuts were a hanging, and he was stroking with care,
  His body was writhing, and his butt was all bare.

His blow up sex slaves were bent over beds,
  while KY Jelly tubes danced through his head.

He beat it and beat it and came really quick,
  "Go to sleep now," he said to his dick.

It stood at attention, and would not lie down,
  Obviously, without doubt, the most rigid around.

When out on the porch, there arose such a clatter,
  Kev got off his knees, to see what was the matter.

He threw on his boxers and wiped off his hand,
  He looked out the window, and so did his gland.

With the moon in the sky, and a bitter cold chill,
  His penis peeked out, and laid on the sill.

When, what to his three eyes should appear,
  But a miniature sleigh, and nine tiny reindeer.

With a well hung driver, so long, and so thick,
  He knew in an instant it must be St. Dick.

Quicker than Kevin, this well hung man came,
  He shot off his load and called out some names!

"Go, Chrissy! Go, Andy! Go Jackie and Bob!"
  "Oh, Missy! Oh, Candy! You can suck on my knob!

Now, Chico and Rico and Paul don't despair,
  When we get back home, I'll take care of you there!"

As they bound towards Kev's home, while up in the sky,
  He gave them a stroke and a shot from one eye.

So up to the housetop the reindeer they flew,
  With a sleigh full of sex toys and St. Dick, too!

And then in a second, he heard on the roof
  The reindeer conversing and a low gentle "poof".

His eyes how they twinkled! His palms were all hairy!
  His cock looked like sausage and was red as a cherry!

His cute little mouth, it seemed just to glow,
  His rock hard erection, as tight as a bow.

He pulled out his stump and lubed Kevin up,
  He rammed it on in, Kevin squealed like a pup!

He gave him one stroke, two strokes, three strokes, four.
  Kevin screamed to St. Dick, "Please give me some more!!!"

Kev was twitching and twisting and all full of joy,
  St. Dick said, "You've done this before, I can see that now, boy!"

St. Dick pulled out and came on Kev's back,
  He wiped off his dick, and grabbed for his pack.

He said "Kev, I like how you quiver and quirk,
  But off I must go, as I still have to work."

And laying a finger aside of his nose,
  And grabbing his rod, up the chimney he rose.

He sprang to his sleigh with a clink and a clang,
  "Let's go now, I've got more butts to bang!"

But Kev heard him proclaim as he drove out of sight,
  "I'll be back next week, and
  I'll fuck you all night!"

:cheers: Great Post ~ Great Idea for posts ~ Smells like a new SIG to me!!! :cheers:

With a little effort  :whistle: we could have a sports Forum with sub boards for each sport!!!! Like swimming, biking, voleyball, softball, bowling or any sport that Gay men enjoy and want to share information about!!!! As always we need an SIG Leader to start things off

On the 12th day of the Eurocentrically imposed midwinter festival, my Significant Other in a consenting adult, monogamous relationship gave to me:

TWELVE males reclaiming their inner warrior through ritual drumming,

ELEVEN pipers piping (plus the 18-member pit orchestra made up of members in good standing of the Musicians Equity Union as called for in their union contract even though they will not be asked to play a note),

TEN melanin deprived testosterone-poisoned scions of the patriarchal ruling class system leaping,

NINE persons engaged in rhythmic self-expression,

EIGHT economically disadvantaged female persons stealing milk-products from enslaved Bovine-Americans,

SEVEN endangered swans swimming on federally protected wetlands,

SIX enslaved Fowl-Americans producing stolen non-human animal products,

FIVE golden symbols of culturally sanctioned enforced domestic incarceration, (NOTE: after members of the Animal Liberation Front threatened to throw red paint at my computer, the calling birds, French hens and partridge have been reintroduced to their native habitat. To avoid further Animal-American enslavement, the remaining gift package has been revised.)

FOUR hours of recorded whale songs

THREE deconstructionist poets

TWO Sierra Club calendars printed on recycled processed tree carcasses and…

ONE Spotted Owl activist chained to an old-growth pear tree.

:cheesy2:  The very last pic has a surprise for you so click it!!!!

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CHANGING CHRISTMAS:
A new contract for Santa has finally been negotiated. . . Please read the following carefully:

I regret to inform you that, effective immediately, I will no longer be able to serve Southern United States on Christmas Eve. Due to the overwhelming current population of the earth, my contract was renegotiated by North American Fairies and Elves Local 209. I now serve only certain areas of Canada and the northern boarder states.

As part of the new and better contract I also get longer breaks for milk and cookies so keep that in mind. However, I made certain that your children will be in good hands with your local replacement who happens to be my third cousin, Bubba Claus. His side of the family is from the South Pole. He shares my goal of delivering toys to all the good boys and girls; however, there are a few differences between us.

Differences such as:

1. There is no danger of a Grinch stealing your presents from Bubba Claus. He has a gun rack on his sleigh and a bumper sticker that reads: These toys insured by Smith and Wesson.

2. Instead of milk and cookies, Bubba Claus prefers that children leave an RC cola and pork rinds [or a moon pie] on the fireplace. And Bubba doesn’t smoke a pipe. He dips a little snuff though, so please have an empty spit can handy.

3. Bubba Claus; sleigh is pulled by floppy-eared, flying coon dogs instead of reindeer. I made the mistake of loaning him a couple of my reindeer one time, and Blitzen’s head now overlooks Bubba’s fireplace.

4. You won’t hear On Comet, on Cupid, on Donner and Blitzen . . ., when Bubba Claus arrives. Instead, you’ll hear, On Earnhardt, on Wallace, on Martin and Labonte. On Rudd, on Jarrett, on Elliott and Petty.

5. Ho, ho, ho! has been replaced by “Yee Haw!” And you also are likely to hear Bubba’s elves respond, “I herd dat!”

6. As required by Southern highway laws, Bubba Claus’ sleigh does have a Yosemite Sam safety triangle on the back with the words “Back off”. The last I heard it also had other decorations on the sleigh back as well. One is a Ford or Chevy logo with lights that race through the letters and the other is a caricature of me (Santa Claus) going wee-wee on the Tooth Fairy.

7. The usual Christmas movie classics such as “Miracle on 34th Street” and It’s a “Wonderful Life” will not be shown in your negotiated viewing area. Instead, you’ll see “Boss Hogg Saves Christmas” and “Smokey and the Bandit IV” featuring Burt Reynolds as Bubba Claus and dozens of state patrol cars crashing into each other.

8. Bubba Claus doesn’t wear a belt. If I were you, I’d make sure you, the wife, and the kids turn the other way when he bends over to put presents under the tree.

9. And finally, lovely Christmas songs have been sung about me like “Rudolph The Red-nosed Reindeer” and Bing Crosby’s “Santa Claus Is Coming to Town”. This year songs about Bubba Claus will be played on all the AM radio stations in the South. Those song titles will be Mark Chesnutt’s “Bubba Claus Shot the Jukebox”, Cledus T. Judd “All I Want for Christmas Is My Woman and a Six Pack”, and Hank Williams Jr.’s “If You Don’t Like Bubba Claus, You can Shove It.

Sincerely Yours, Santa Claus
(member of North American Fairies and Elves Local 209)

1. Instead of milk and cookies, leave him a salad, and a note explaining that you think he could stand to lose a few pounds.

2. While he's in the house, go find his sleigh and write him a speeding ticket.

3. Leave him a note, explaining that you've gone away for the holidays. Ask if he would mind watering your plants.

4. While he's in the house, replace all his reindeer with exact replicas. Then wait and see what happens when he tries to get them to fly.

5. Keep an angry bull in your living room. If you think a bull goes crazy when he sees a little red cape, wait until he sees that big, red Santa suit!

6. Build an army of mean-looking snowmen on the roof, holding signs that say "We hate Christmas," and "Go away Santa."

7. Leave a note by the telephone, telling Santa that Mrs. Claus called and wanted to remind him to pick up some milk and a loaf of bread on his way home.

8. Throw a surprise party for Santa when he comes down the chimney. Refuse to let him leave until the strippers arrive.

9. While he's in the house, find the sleigh and sit in it. As soon as he comes back and sees you, tell him that he shouldn't have missed that last payment, and take off.

10. Leave a plate filled with cookies and a glass of milk out, with a note that says, "For The Tooth Fairy. :)" Leave another plate out with half a stale cookie and a few drops of skim milk in a dirty glass with a note that says, "For Santa. :("

11. Take everything out of your house as if it's just been robbed. When Santa arrives, show up dressed like a policeman and say, "Well, well. They always return to the scene of the crime."

12. Leave out a copy of your Christmas list with last-minute changes and corrections.

13. While he's in the house, cover the top of the chimney with barbed wire.

14. Leave lots of hunting trophies and guns out where Santa's sure to see them. Go outside, yell, "Ooh! Look! A deer! And he's got a red nose!" and fire a gun.

15. Leave Santa a note, explaining that you've moved. Include a map with unclear and hard-to-read directions to your new house.

16. Set a bear trap at the bottom of the chimney. Wait for Santa to get caught in it, and then explain that you're sorry, but from a distance, he looked like a bear.

17. Leave out a Santa suit, with an attached dry-cleaning bill.

18. Paint "hoof-prints" all over your face and clothes. While he's in the house, go out on the roof. When he comes back up, act like you've been "trampled." Threaten to sue for personal injury.

19. Instead of ornaments, decorate your tree with Easter eggs.

20. Dress up like the Easter Bunny. Wait for Santa to come and then say, "This neighborhood ain't big enough for the both of us.