Boyztube

Pinkish young skinny “white” boys, white room, white sheets, fresh youthful energy, enthusiasm, a little slo-mo…. And, of course, no plot, dialog, character development to get in the way. Pretty much milky boys making boy milk. Exactly what you want. “Milky Boys Making Boy Milk”

Fall is in the air. And, so is the smell of teen spirit, AKA horniness of boarding school boys. Also good, but probably not because the school has consent and anti-bullying policies, these pathetic little skinny pale twinks without proper pronouns are mostly versatile. If they get caught, they will share the whipping post. Ah, equality! “Paxton’s Dick, Meet Julian’s Bum”

One blonde, one black, both versatile and possibly in love. If it’s not love, it is sweet affection and strong desire. So, I’ll probably need to wash the sheets. “Two Boys, One Afternoon On My Bed”

Two young men are sitting in a hotel room. Okay, what’s up with that? Some people did something. Yeah, I heard it was in Minnesota or was that New York City? Now, it seems someone else right here is supposed to NOT want something. So, lame. Not a very convincing act. Who writes these plots, anyway? “I said, ‘Can’t you see I am hard to get?’”

One has to wonder whether doctor visits in this office may be unnecessarily intimate. So, the patient complains of some vague pain, does the standard of care in this community always include genital manipulation, rectal exam/prostate massage, and SODOMY?! Well, I guess so. If you’re coming to see Doctor Do-Me, that’s what you’re going to get. But, don’t count on getting a lollipop at the end of your visit, more likely a cream pie. “Doctor Do-Me, MD”

It’s for a good cause, it’s charity. Yes, these find boys are taking up a collection. They are collecting semen in the boy hole. Don’t ask me, I have no idea how this works. But, it is for a good cause, at least that’s what they say. “Rear Window Collection”

Virtuous paragons of modesty these 5 white little twinks absolutely refuse to remove their shirts. It is so refreshing to find young people who promote both decency and decorum, even in the privacy of the domicile, but that is exactly what we have here. Not that neckties and sports ***s would be unappreciated, as well. “Keep Your Shirt On, Okay? Yes sir!”

Here’s a riddle that is not a mystery. Three of Britain’s best boys, who are naturally pale, skinny, and scally, take a lunch break from the “job” where they “work,” but only one eats. We use AI to unravel the enigma. Oh, sorry, I guess not. We do NOT use AI to unravel the enigma. But, one boy clearly uses his head. Too bad about it not being a mystery. Sorry. “Lunch For Three”

For what it’s worth, my very white fairie friend Andres complained of discomfort “down there,” whatever the little cocksucker meant by that girlie talk. What is it mate, your pole or your hole, ya @$&/#%-ing freak?! “I dunno.” What do you mean, you don’t know?! Well, whatever, it’s off to Doctor P. Zipper, MD at the Urologie Klinik. For some reason this creepy doctor keeps the cute little twinks IN HIS OFFICE THREE (3) DAYS “for observation.” WTH is he “observing?” “Doctor Zipper, MD, Urologie Klinik“

As with potato chips, of which it is said that one cannot have only one, so it apparently is with Oreos. “Another Oreo, Please”