Waiting for my man

(Men’s bodies and sex between men, in street language, totally not for kids or the sexually modest.)

He’s never early, he’s always late
First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait
I’m waiting for my man

(from Lou Reed’s “I’m Waiting for the Man”)

Today’s Daily Jocks ad, for a jockstraps sale, has yet another model posed as offering himself for anal intercourse, something of a DJ specialty; these ads show really handsome male buttocks, minimally clothed, and right up against the line with porn. In today’s case, I’ve chosen to spin a whole sex story (in free verse, as a caption) about the man in the ad. Under the fold.


The ritual

Keyed up in anticipation,
Joe waited, eyes down in
submission for his
mystery trick,
posing on the sofa to display his
muscular body and offer his ass,
hoping to
please his nameless fucker,
who would then
brusquely push his head down,
force him to
hump his ass,
draw his legs up,
open his asshole to
receive the blessing of a
hard cock
within his body

Just to note that this scenario does happen in real life: men contract to be used sexually by strangers they don’t even lay their eyes on. (It’s the fuck equivalent of various schemes for anonymous cocksucking.) Here I’ve emphasized the ritualistic character of such encounters. And also, of course, the great pleasure a bottom experiences from having his top’s cock within his body.

Previously on this channel. Flirting with fucking in DJ goes back some time– see the Page on this blog on buttocks displays —  but recently it’s been something of a theme. I’ve posted about a pair of these ads:

on 8/29/20 in “Take me, please”:


A beautifully (but not extravagantly) muscled male body, lying prone on the silky sheets of a bed — simultaneously tough and high-masculine and also sumptuously queer — with his knees drawn up to offer his very muscular male buttocks for sex

on 9/3/20 in “Take me, please (supine version)”


What’s for sale here is some brightly colored festishwear, what could fairly be described as hot garments (harnesses, jockstraps, socks) to get fucked in)

… Today’s DJ ad has the same model in the same gear in the same silky bed, but supine, with his legs frogged up for getting fucked in the “missionary position”

The model in #1 is a different one, but also presented as highly masculine — way butch —  with lots of tats, that severe buzzcut, and the facial scruff. Plus the gigantic watch.

Waiting for the man. About the Lou Reed song. From Wikipedia:

“I’m Waiting for the Man” (sometimes titled “I’m Waiting for My Man”) is a song by the American rock band the Velvet Underground, written by Lou Reed. It was first released on their 1967 debut album, The Velvet Underground & Nico.

The song is about waiting on a streetcorner in Harlem, near the intersection of Lexington Avenue and 125th Street, in New York City and purchasing $26 worth of heroin (equivalent to $211 in 2019), sung from the point of view of the purchaser, who has presumably traveled to Harlem from another part of the city; the “man” in the title is a drug dealer.

It’s a haunting song. You can listen to the Velvet Underground recording here.



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