True, but at least I don't hang about in gay dogging areas.Jamez wrote:At least I can spell it.babyben wrote:
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Aye James, we all believe you are so nieve!
"Fancy some fun, mate?"
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shoulda said yes and included it in your future auto biography:
James Prout - A life of lust
Otherwise, loughborough - waiting for a bus, and horny guys stroking themselves asking my friend back to hotel rooms is the best wek get here.
shoulda said yes and included it in your future auto biography:
James Prout - A life of lust
Otherwise, loughborough - waiting for a bus, and horny guys stroking themselves asking my friend back to hotel rooms is the best wek get here.
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I don't know my future after this weekend, and I don't want to
I don't know my future after this weekend, and I don't want to
Another day, another chapter in the epic saga of people lusting after the sexual deity that is Jamez.
Honestly Jamez, are you some kind of nymphomaniac? If you're not telling who you've shagged, you're telling us who you've turned down. If you must go on about it, at least have the decency to send me some of your male rejects.
Honestly Jamez, are you some kind of nymphomaniac? If you're not telling who you've shagged, you're telling us who you've turned down. If you must go on about it, at least have the decency to send me some of your male rejects.
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But obviously not you, I take it?Cheese Head wrote:asking my friend back to hotel rooms

I've been approached by fat, shell-suit clad, Carling Special Brew drinking prozzies while doing nothing more than trying to get my car in or out of Broadcasting House in Belfast in broad daylight. Looked a bit like Vicky Pollard.
Well if you do insist on driving around in your pink 1992 Renault 5, what do you expect?marksi wrote:I've been approached by fat, shell-suit clad, Carling Special Brew drinking prozzies while doing nothing more than trying to get my car in or out of Broadcasting House in Belfast in broad daylight. Looked a bit like Vicky Pollard.

Chortle Chortle. I love that insult "Fuck off you peado!" AMAZING STUFF Troutie.Jamez wrote:I just went shopping to Asda on the other side of Cardiff, and then fancied a drive up the mountain to Castell Coch (Red Castle) on the outskirts of the city. I drove up the winding lane to the top of the moutain to the viewing area which has stunning views right across the city. It's like being in a plane.
Anyway, there were about half a dozen other cars parked there in the darkness, and I got out sat on my car bonnet and had a ciggy. My phone rang and it was my mate and he kept me talking for about 2 mins.
When I finished the call, a car further down the carpark started up, turned on its headlights and pulled up next to me. The window opened and a fat bloke with glasses around 45-50 said "Fancy some fun, mate?"
I turned and looked at him blankly for a moment and said "what?"
"Can I suck you off?" He said.
I looked around me and I could see that all the cars had just one male driver sitting in them. All over 30 years old, and very sinister looking. I replyed with "Fuck off you peado!", got in my car and drove off at very high speed.
I was so shocked. I didn't think that one of my favourite chilling out spots became a gay sex area at night!! Ughh... filthy dirty bastards.![]()
I reckon if you spent some time with gays and let them discover the dude behind those expensive sunglasses they wouldn't want to touch you in fear of being called a virgin a peado or you dishing the dirt on them when they dump you for your best mate.
But learn from the experience needle teeth and inflate your ego.
This bit of Plymouth Hoe. Full of after-dark activitycwathen wrote:Which scenic spots in Plymouth do you speak of? I thought Plymouth's red light district was comprised of the twin towers of Devil's Point car park and Millbay Docks, neither of which are scenic at any time of the day.Most scenic spots seem to take on a different role at night. Plymouth is no exception. Kids and families by day, dirtly old men by night.

