The smell. That’s what I remember best. Musty, heavy, moist - that’s the smell of the locker room of a professional football team. 



My only job was to watch and listen. I was a 19-year-old intern shadowing another wire reporter and was supposed to just watch and listen.



“Don't talk to anybody and don't touch anything,” he said as we walked in. 



“Yes, mom.” I thought. The scents were all around as I entered. It smelled like men. 



The security guard waved Mike, the seasoned reporter, right on in but he looked carefully at my press pass before letting me through. I had to rush to catch up to Mike who hadn't bothered to wait for me. He was a bit of a blowhard in the newsroom but as soon as we entered the sacred den he was all deference and respect. No wonder his articles read like a fawning review of a Texas women's auxiliary luncheon.

All the authority figures here at Pantheon are out of the office for the next few days. They left me in charge to "take care of things" while they're gone... So, without further ado, here's something to help all our loyal readers take care of their own things!

We uploaded the first scene from our new suit daddy movie "Unsuitable" on HotOlderMale.com, featuring sexy suit daddy Paul Barbaro bending delivery man Trey Walker over his desk and taking him hard and deep.

Gentlemen, take out your things and take care of them while you watch this hot man-on-man action!

PS. Go to Patheonmen.com now and order your copy of Unsuitable right now!

Next week on HotOlderMale.com, we'll be featuring solo picks of hot Florida daddy, Karl Williams.

Karl is a favorite here at Pantheon, with his big daddy dick and warm dark eyes. Mmmm...

"You wanted to see me, Coach?"



"Come in and close the door," he instructed. 

It was the end of the first week of practice, and I had worked hard to win one of the walk-on spots on the university baseball team. From the look on the coach's face, I had the feeling my late afternoons were about to become free again.



"I'm going to be honest with you," he said, in a soft tone of voice that seemed out of place with his gruff exterior. Other guys on the team were easily intimidated, but I found something attractive about his buzz-cut hair, bushy mustache and day's growth of stubble. "You're showing a lot of difficulty with your fielding and batting. You've got wheels, so I could always use you as a pinch runner, but I need my players to be more versatile." 



"I can put in extra hours in the batting cage with the pitching machine, but I'd need someone to field with," I replied. "I'd like the chance to change your mind about me. Give me one more week to prove that I'll do whatever it takes to make the team."



"Anything?" the coach questioned, his lips forming a crooked smile. I suddenly felt a little vulnerable, standing there with just a towel around my waist; I had just gotten out of the shower when the coach had summoned me. Shifting my weight, I broadened my stance, bringing my hands to rest in front of the towel, trying to quell the sudden stirring I felt at his last comment.

Another night at the Big Dick Daddy Club where the price of admission is measured in inches, not dollars. Check out these pics from our movie "Big Dick Daddy Club", then start pumping!

The calm before the fuck storm.

If you've got eight inches and you can prove it at the door, you're in.

Suit Daddy Paul Barbaro really does have it all -- handsome face, tailored suit, tight body and a biiiiiiiiiiig dick. I mean it really is a monster in his pants and it's the kind of monster I want to set free to roam wherever it wants to roam - in my mouth, up my ass - anywhere...

We shot an incredibly hot solo scene with Paul a few weeks back so here's a little teaser to get your cock twitching.

I wanted to give everyone another sneak peak at Big Dick Daddy Club, a movie I directed earlier this year, because every time I take a look at it I get a total boner. Now, I realize it's mostly because I just love big cocks either fucking or flopping around while their owner is getting fucked, but that's a good enough reason for me! You can see the first 20 minutes of the hot 90 minute orgy here or buy the fuck-laden DVD at our store.

The Big Dick Daddy Club. 8 men, 3 cameras, 71 inches of cock.

Got Wood?

I know, I know.  That's a little obvious but once you get a taste of this beef you're gonna' have wood in your pants.

Now, it's well known that I'm a fan of the dark meat so when I found out that Wood, a big, black muscle-bear who works out at my gym was interested in doing a solo with us I had to wipe the drool from my mouth and act cool and professional.  Not easy when presented with this big in every which way man.

We had a little Christmas party at the office a few days ago and Bad Santa stopped by to visit.  It was strange though, because instead of sitting on Santa's knee, everyone wanted to dance on Santa's lap! 

Once the dancing was over, (and we cleaned up) we gave Santa our wish list to take back to the north pole...

Walter Romero wanted a boy on the side.

“I think you’re wrong,” Mark, my neighbor, said to Bruce as I opened the door.



“Naw,” Bruce replied. “You’re full of shit.” 



“What the fuck you guys arguing about?” I asked, as they came inside. 



“Bruce says it’s easy to spot a queer, cause they’re all sissies,” Mark said. 



“Fuck,” Bruce said. “Everyone knows they’re all fuckin’ hair dressers and shit like that.” 



I laughed to myself. I’m a queer and I’m no sissy. I work construction, ride a motorcycle, drive a big fucking 4X4, hunt, fish, and do a lot of other things “straight” men do. I also love sucking a stiff cock and fucking a hairy ass. I’ve even been known to take a hard pole up my ass on occasion, too. Of course, these two clowns don’t know that. Straight men are so easy to fool sometimes.



Anyway, my two humpy neighbors had come over to spend some time. Their wives had gone away for a spa weekend, so I told them to come over for a couple days of beer, cigars and porn. 

They’re both hot dudes. Mark is Italian. Handsome, dark skinned, and hairy, his delicious looking nips were barely covered by his tank top. Bruce is Nordic looking. A big blond Viking, his massive pecs and arms threatened to rip their way out of his skintight t-shirt.



I knew something about both of them that they didn’t know about the other.  They both secretly taped themselves fucking their old ladies and shared the tapes with me. So I knew that they were both hung like horses and fucked like machines. Their wives sure knew they had been fucked when these studs were done with them. I had beat off many times watching them in action.