LARGETONY Blog

How do you measure the years in your life?
I woke up this morning to find myself no longer in my 20’s. Good morning yesterday. I sat up in bed, buck naked, but I pulled the sheet up around my waist to cover my legs. It’s weird how I will do that. As if someone is [...]

Penises are like best friends. They are always there when you need them, but they have the power to lead you astray and make you do things you probably shouldn’t. Ask the teenager who is shotgun marrying his girlfriend. Ask the frat boy who visits the pharmacist scratching and wearing dark glasses. Ask Bill Clinton, [...]

I saw a billboard for Abercombie and Fitch the other day. It was one of those moving billboards. I don’t mean one of those kind that changes pictures. I don’t mean one of those that spins around, either. It was a woman’s ass.
She was wearing exercise pants with the word “Abercrombie” stitched across her ass. [...]

I was chatting with a buddy who has hot abs. That has nothing to do with this post. He just does. (Hmmm. That was a very Nicky opening. I must be reading his blog too much.)
Anyway, I was chatting with Mr. Abs and we were talking about sexual stuff…naturally. Sort of comparing notes on experiences [...]

Some of you have been wondering where I am. I’m still here. I took a little cyber-break. Not on purpose. It just turned out that way. It’s been more than two weeks since I last posted in my blog, but I’m still here. Some of you thought I had given up blogging. Some of you [...]

I did a post a while back called Beauty Quest where I mentioned how I could get rich developing a role-playing video game for gay men. Well, while I can now resize and post pictures in my blog without RJ’s help, I am still far from being a software developer. But, no worries. I have [...]

A friend told me that I have a dirty mind. He’s wrong. I have a filthy mind. I admit it. The better part of any given day, I’m carrying a little something extra along my right leg (or left hip, depending on how I dress that day) all because of the nasty thoughts [...]