Yesterday was my 62nd birthday, and as is often part of my w..
Added 2021-01-01 17:23:07 +0000 UTCYesterday was my 62nd birthday, and as is often part of my workout these days, I go to this little cul-de-sac located at the bottom of one of the Secret Staircases of Los Angeles. These hidden steps are located all through the city as a means to get from higher to lower ground rather than circle the streets forever...they're very convenient, but also very cool. This one has this amazing colorful mural at the Hoover St. dead end. I like to come here, take off my shirt, and dance. Yup. One will often find me here, nipples to the wind, bulging tights, fanny pack, headphones, mask, dancing like a crazy person to keep the cardio going. And if you're not embarrassed for me enough, you would be if you knew what I was listening to: besides Madonna and songs from the Canadian TV show, The Next Step, I listen to a bunch of Debbie Gibson. What can I say? I"m a teenybopper at heart. Very few people see this spectacle; every so often a dog walker or jogger come by, always giving me the thumbs up, and the pit bull from the house off the circle drive stares at me from behind the gate, either thinking that it looks like fun or Jesus, human beings sure are silly. I'd love to take it all off and dance naked and hang free, but of course I can't there. But I do love having a bulge in public (although the fanny pack usually covers it up, and it sometimes gets me hard as it bounces up and down on my dick). But it was a gorgeous day, and it felt great to just be free and healthy and 62 and ready for whatever this new year has to offer. Here's hoping it's good stuff for all of us. Happy New Year to one and all!
