WEDNESDAY, November 7, 2018
HOPE YOU ENJOYED OUR ERECTION COVERAGE yesterday. Hopefully it was the diversion you needed to endure the wall-to-wall election coverage everywhere else. There's just no creativity in journalism anymore, you know?
Seems today's guy just couldn't stay away from watching the election returns on his phone though. Some people just have to stay informed, I guess. (Yeah, right. He's checking returns on his phone right there. NOT taking a selfie. He WANTS you to think he's taking a selfie, but trust me.) Damn, dude, nice cephalic vein you got going on there!
Anyhoo, IMHO we're all winners, as far as the election (being over) goes! Because we can go back to watching TV ads of hunky guys shaving, instead of those horrific ads that show political opponents in unflattering pictures and slo-mo talking, in black-and-white. (Does anyone really think those influence people? God, I wish they'd just go away. The ads, not the people. Well, maybe the people too—from politics that is. Go away from politics if you have to resort to putting an ugly picture of your opponent on TV in order to get your message across. That's my story, and I'm stickin' with it.)
Personally, I think the pix here on my site (and on my Tumblr page) are much more flattering.
TUESDAY, November 6, 2018
SO HERE WE ARE! It's finally the end of election season! Yay! No more divisive ads on TV and such!
I sometimes turn into a news junkie, but today I've decided to just have fun. I'll fire up the ol' computer tomorrow when I wake up and see if the world is still here. For now, I'm gonna just enjoy my very own ERECTION coverage.
Hope you do too!
[Oh, and by "God Bless it" I meant that only as a snide little swipe at those who actually think it needs Our Lord & Savior's blessing. Seems we're doing pretty well without it. Heh, heh, heh.]
Friday, November 2, 2018
Y PASSION IS MUSCLE. OBVIOUSLY. And undoubtedly, that's why you're here, no? What is it about muscle that draws us sthenolagnics so?
Well, I'm not going to tackle that subject tonight. I'm simply going to tease you:
I've been doing a bit of writing. And my favorite artist, ManOfSteel, has been doing a bit of rendering. Combine the two, and what do you get? Well this: We've been collaborating on a new book. And it's going to be released next week!
Next week I tell you!
Make sure to save a few bucks out of next week's paycheck! If you're so rich that you don't depend on weekly paychecks, then simply make sure you have access to that money market account, or whatever it is that you draw from. It's only gonna be three bucks (minus a penny). And if the aforementioned Daddy Warbucks is so dripping with money that the $2.99 isn't gonna even phase him, I invite said Sugar Daddy to drop me a line. (Full disclosure: I want me a Sugar Daddy, if possible.)
And I dare not even hint at the title of this new book, lest you try'n Google it. 'Cuz the rabid Hollywood media (not to mention the Paparazzi) has by now (no doubt) gotten hold of the precious hitherto unpublished manuscript.
It's that good.
Anyhoo, do stay tuned for the official announcement. If you love Seanny's books, if you love ManOfSteel's "David", if you love meatloaf*, you're gonna love this book!**
* or any delicious product, for that matter...
**Available on Kindle devices soon!
Halloween Day, 2018
T'S NOT QUITE THE GREAT PUMPKIN, CHARLIE BROWN, but it's as good as you're gonna get on an adult gay muscle website. Actually, it might be better.*
Our Halloween Guy (right) was seriously considering going out and doing some Trick-or Treating tonight. Fortunately (for him) he decided to stay in, and read some of my stories: Gay Halloween Muscle Stories. You might want to consider doing the same, 'cuz: Have I got some cool Halloween stuff going on here!
First of all, the astute (possibly satanically-possessed) CWS has prolly already read my two featured Halloween stories: "Haunted House" (which is quite gruesome and dementedly gross), and "Halloween Man" (which is a tad less gruesome and somewhate less dementedly gross). And yet, I can now actually hear the throngs of CWSs calling out: "But Seanny?! What if I can't read? How will I ever enjoy your stuff then?!"
A) The obvious response I would give is: I got you covered dude. There's an actual AUDIO recording of Yours Truly READING the aforementioned "Halloween Man" story. So, you're all set. (Deets will be forthcoming.)
2) If you can't actually read, and you actually require an audio recording (similar to the aforementioned one I [afore]mentioned), then what on Earth are you doing reading this? I mean, you are illiterate, no?
So anyway, let's briefly reconsider today's Halloween Guy. You know you want to mouse over him. So... do it. Go ahead. Mouse. Mouse him. Over him. All over. Take your mouse and slowly, tenderly, run it all over his gorgeous body. You know you wanna. He has some words for you. (In balloons.) Feel free to actually CLICK ON HIM (I know, right?) if you want to see him (get) bigger.
So, that audio recording I mentioned (aforemetionedly)? Well, grab your headphones and then click HERE. You're gonna love it, because the voice you're going to hear (distorted as it might be) is actually mine. And the whole thing is decidedly Halloween.
Of course, "Haunted House" is also available for your enjoyment. If you enjoy snuff.
[Have you taken the Halloween Poll yet?]
SATURDAY, OCTOBER 27, 2018
HEN I WAS A KID, HALLOWEEN WAS KIND OF actually romantic to me. I know: weird, huh? But if you will, allow me to expatiate.
Yesterday I asked you, the CWS, to graciously not require me to reveal which of my three favorite holidays actually tops my list. Well, I want to thank all of you for heeding my wishes. No one asked/taunted. (Mayhaps because no one's there? But that's a whole nother post I guess.) Yet, I'm gonna let you in on my thoughts, convoluted as they might be: My favorite holiday is Thanksgiving.
There, I said it.
I can hear the throngs of you CWSs now: "Seanny! Say it in't so! You love Thanksgiving more than the Birth of our Lord? How... how... how irreverent!" Borders on sacrilegious, huh?**
And yet, for me, Thanksgiving was so entirely wonderful simply because of... wait for it... the turkey!
It was wonderful because of the family stuff. Don't ask me why there seemed to be more family stuff on T-day than X-mas.
It. Just. Was.
The faux Birth of our Lord and Savior (Christmas) comes in second. And I say "faux" because everyone knows Hey-soos was born sometime in April. The archeological digs, plus the county library records, prove it. The Savior of the World was not only illegitimate, but He was born in April, not December. I think they mentioned it in that Tom Hanks flick... um... "The DaVinci Coded Message." Or whatever. Maybe that's why Christmas comes in second: I was dubious about the date.
Flash backward to Halloween. Shall we?
Maybe I was kind of a loner. Maybe I was totally in love with candy corn. Maybe I loved watching kids bob-for-apples. (Fersher, I did NOT like bobbing-for-apples myself. Waaaaay too messy. And icky-wet. Plus, I never actually saw the point. But I did enjoy watching those Alpha kids try. Those thick-necked studs who thought they could push their heads under water and grab sumpin' with their teeth and...) Or maybe I just loved the mystery and spookiness. There's truly nothing quite like a Dark And Stormy Night. I do know that the weather might have something to do with it. Autumn in Oregon is the best thing a human person can actually ever experience. (Yes, I know that New England is renowned for its fall wonderfulness: by those who haven't experienced it in the Pacific Northwest. Jus' sayin'.) The wind. The wind blowing in the trees. The pounding rain. The cozy nights inside, whilst listing to the aforementioned wind and rain outside.
Who can actually say why they fall in love?***
Thence, my previous label of "romantic." Halloween is morbidly romantic to me. It's morbid (scary stuff, you know?) and it's romantic. And by now, the Curious Web Surfer realizes that in this context, "romantic" has nothing to do with romantic love, per se. Think "The Romantic Age." That kind of stuff. CF: Tchaikovsky, Dvořák, Liszt, et al. (These are a few of my favorite things [composers of the Romantic era].)
Please don't try to analyze me. You'll be here till next Halloween.
But DO analyze today's man. He thinks he's seen a Halloween ghost. Methinks I've seen a muscle god. (DO mouse over him, above, to see his words.)
[Have you taken the Halloween Poll yet?]
* The "gonads" was click-bait. Sorry.
**Heh, heh. Well, sacreligious is not merely a whole nother post, it's an entire book!
***And us gays obviously know that since we can't choose with whom we fall in love, this paradigm is particularly near and dear to our hearts, no?
FRIDAY, OCTOBER 26, 2018
T'S NOT UNCOMMON FOR ME TO get somewhat giddy this time of year, on account of the fact that I absolutely love Halloween. I shan't go on about how much I love it 'cuz we'd be here all night. Of course, I love Christmas too; Thanksgiving definitely tops off my top three faves. And please don't ask me the order of those faves; I couldn't decide.
So, let's get to the celebration! It's our Halloween Weekend Extravaganza!
First, there's a newly-posted, old story that will really get you in the Halloween mood. (I have another old story to post; that'll be in a few days.) "Halloween Man" is today's new/old story. It's a spooky treatment of this most "Hallowed" of holidays. I think you'll like it.
Of course, you'll need to take our Halloween POLL to ensure our weekend celebration is complete.
So, what else has Seanny been up to recently? Well, as I said in my last post, I've been working on a gallery for ManOfSteel's DAVID. And, I've been finishing up the final touches of my latest book, "Mediterranean Muscle", which has numerous renders by the aforementioned ManOfSteel, included therein. You're gonna wanna reserve a couple-three bucks for this one. It'll be available really soon!
So there we are.
There's more Halloween deliciousness to come!
OH: There are a few more Episodes of MuscleMan up, too.
MONDAY, OCTOBER 8, 2018
ORGIVE ME IF I BECOME A BIT sidetracked in the next few days, but it's just my way. And truth-be-told, I've been a bit sidetracked for years. Ever since I saw my first render of David, by ManOfSteel. Mind you, it wasn't the first David render ManOfSteel did, but it was the very first one I saw.
It's today's guy.
From the first instant I laid eyes on David, I was hopelessly infatuated. David was every man. Still is.
So imagine my rapture when years later, I emailed MOS, and he responded! Yeah. Rapture.
Anyhoo, as I alluded in my previous post, I'm currently working on doing u a gallery of MOS' work. I believe that MOS, like Tom of Finland, deserves recognition. Gonna do my best.
FRIDAY, OCTOBER 5, 2018
ACTUALLY HAVE NO IDEA WHY I chose that headline for today's post. Today is certainly not a US holiday. Mayhaps its the inebriation stuff.
Anyway, I just wanted to say: The rumors of my demise have been greatly exagerated. Jus' sayin'.
I'm alive, I'm here, I'm working the boards, I'm enthused. And I'm gorgeous.
So, yeah... you know your Seanny is good, K?
There will be MoreToCome.
Workin' on a new gallery, featuring my absolute FAVORITE muscle artist of all time, ManOfSteel. His David has been the subject of many of my wet dreams.
Also been colaborating with MoS, on a new book! Can you believe it? Ever since my first exposure to MoS' artwork (read: DAVID), I've been SO in love. With David. And now, MoS and I have actually become Internet friends! Stay tuned!
Anyway, yeah. I'm here, I'm strong, I'm healthy, I'm sexy and sexed. Thanks for your patience w' this site. Love all o' my CWSs!
FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 14, 2018
O YOU HAVE A FAVORITE DIVA? It might be a stereotype, but it seems a lot of gay guys have a special affection for a particular Diva, or possibly for Divas in general. Personally, I can't blame anyone for liking some good music, combined with a great personality. A beautiful woman is nice, too. (Like I tell many of my friends, "I'm gay, not blind.")
That gay men are uber-aware of beauty should come as no shock. I have one friend who is married—to a woman—and this guy is quite the decorator. Has a special way with flowers, too. He once invited a gay friend over to his house while wifey was away, just to show said gay friend around. He told me later that the gay friend, after noting my buddy's decor skills, said: "I can't believe you wife doesn't know you're gay."
So yeah, some'us guys have an eye for art, music, fashion, all things aesthetic. Yet, when it comes to men, Yours Truly is not into twinks, nor is he into those who lean toward the effeminate end of the spectrum. I like me a manly man. Manly, Muscular, Masculine Man. No drag queens for me, when it comes to my sexual proclivities. (Not that there's anything wrong with that. I enjoy me a good time with all sorts of people. But in my bed, on my computer screen, in stories, in my fantasies, I take only studly dudes. It's my way.)
Hence this weekend's POLL: Do you have a favorite Diva? My polling software is limited to only five answers, so I tried to name a few popular ones from which the CWS can choose. Perhaps someone will populate my Tip Jar so I can spring for the Deluxe Version of said software, and thence afford the CWS with a plethora of choices.
Well, I see I am getting a bit wordy now, which must be my signal to wrap up this here post. If you don't see your Diva listed in the poll (TAKE IT NOW!), please email me and let me know who you like. And why.
Come to think of it, email me even if you don't have a Diva opinion. I wanna hear from you! I need to know that you still love me!
[NOTE: TODAY'S GUY (click on 'im!) has nothing to do with today's post. Just thought I'd throw up something that's related to current events.]
WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 12, 2018
ATIONALISM? RIGHT HERE IN RIVER CITY? So, Seanny is posting 9/11 stuff on a muscle-gay-erotica website? WTF?! I'm here to masturbate to muscle men, Seanny! I don't want to hear your American Nationalistic diatribe! Why did you post that stuff yesterday?
Well, sorry bud. It's my party, and I'll cry if I want to. K? If you don't want your blogger to be an American, find another blogger.
The reason I posted the 9/11 stuff is because I'm an American. I'm an Oregonian. I'm a bunch of other stuff too, but my nationality is important to me. I sometimes cry during the National Anthem. Sometimes I even cry during my state song, "Oregon, My Oregon."
But I am also a muscle-loving masturbator. So there's that, too.
I'm a tad sentimental, I guess. And I can imagine that that sentimentality sometimes goes off the rails. I understand that it might need to be reined in a bit. Occasionally.
Please bear with me, K?
(Yet do NOT construe this to be any kind of apology, K?)
Tuesday, SEPTEMBER 11, 2018
UITE POSSIBLY THE BEST, most memorable 9/11 video you'll ever see. One helluva 9/11 clip.
Click on the pic. At the right.