The Team was yarning last night, Seb, about the closing of Mens’ Spaces. Don’t know how it is there, but here you’d reckon that Aussie men were having their nuts slowly crushed in a vice! I’m 63. Back in the 60’s, Melbourne had the last of the traditional gyms, ‘Findlays’. Bare boards, spartan, brilliant instructors, roasting in summer, fucking freezing in winter. Footy players, wrestlers, athletes, sportsmen, blokes looking after their physiques worked out there, no bloke admitted under 18. But, it’s all carpets, music, designer gear & unisex now! Back in the 60’s, when I worked out there in summer, most blokes stripped to a jockstrap in the gym and even then sweated buckets. Age meant nothing. Didn’t mean anything either if a man’s bulge got too tight when he adrenalised. He just stripped completely & masturbated. Always a few bottles of oil around the gym for the lads who didn’t make it into the sauna! A small upstairs room above Charlie, the Masseur’s room, was the exchange for a slew of porn magazines that blokes had retrieved from hiding places at home. After every workout, always slipped up there after I’d stripped off. No better motivation for a daily session in the gym when I knew there’d be 2 or 3 married blokes waiting & extra hungry for dick. Discovering how a man’s body can be excited by the endless variations possible in a headjob addicted me for life. I’m 63 & still addicted. If he’s got a big mouthful of dick, I’m happy. If we both have, that’s even better. Found out in the top room at Findlays how excited I became watching another bloke being teased with tongue on the point of his horn or getting the final full dicksuck. In a Shearing Team, everything happens that I can’t live without, so I’m not leaving. But where do the young blokes of today discover just how great cockfun with other men really is? As Charlie used to say when he came up to have a good close look at the action upstairs, ‘Only another man knows where it is & what it likes.’ Seb, I reckon that’s right. As for Findlays it’s Fucked! Mentioned a Melbourne footy club yesterday. Another Male Space gone.

The players in the 60’s were mainly in their late 20’s, early 30’s. Mature men & built big. Mainly married blokes. End of every match I’d always nip into the changerooms which’d be chockablock with men. 14 or 16 players always poured out of the showers, threw 10 quid into the kitty & oiled up. First man to ejaculate took the lot. The young blokes of 18 there got a big kick seeing mature men rip into a horny jerkoff session as enthusiastically as they did with their mates. Like most of the blokes there, I always had on a tracksuit. Very convenient for accessing a horn while the race was on. No doubt about it, Seb, the fitter a man is, the healthier, the bigger the bucketload he blows. It’s one thing I love to watch, I always have. Many a young bloke there for the first time learnt that his father got real turned on by the sight of well muscled, virile footy players masturbating & didn’t try to disguise his own jerkoff. Male Pride & No Shame. I reackon all young blokes should see the raunchy side of their old man. The sons of the Overseer we had on the last Station knew that he’d dickride all day if he had his druthers. But the footy clubs, Seb, have gone the way of Findlays. Another turn of the screw on the vice in which Aussie blokes now have their nackers! Seb, when you’re here Down Under & if we’re lucky enough to see you in the Team, the blokes have decided that you’re the Chief Nuggeter. 3 shearers, 2 old bulls & 1 young bull, have got the nackers of a stallion. Great to see their balls set up at full stretch getting the treatment! Anytime you like, we’ll organize them staked out and spreadeagled. NackerLacquer here if you prefer, but in Shearing Teams the tradition is the big Nugget! I’d say you’ve got your finger on lots of pulses, Seb. What do you reckon about the disappearance of Mens’ Spaces? As a young bloke, I learnt a helluva lot about myself, my body, men in the ones I knew. Important knowledge! Stay hard, mate,


16 thoughts on “Mens Spaces

  1. I’m 71 and writer Armistead Maupin wrote in the 70s and 80s “we’ll be a generation of libertines surrounded by twenty-something puritans “

  2. Oh guys, I agree with everything you say. Grew up in Sydney Australia and started to go to gyms in the late ’70s when I was 20 (now 62) and things certainly have changed since then. At gym’s I went to you could exercise either in a pair of shorts, speedos or in the hot Sydney summer, nude. Yes, guys would get a hard on, but that was normal, we’re men, men get erections, its part of being a man and no one was offended, what has happened to society, why has it changed. I’m sure if a guy got a hard on in the change room today guys would start running out of the change room being offended, scared of seeing another guy with a hard on. Things really started to change in the mid 80’s when women started coming to gym’s. Within 1 to 2 weeks of women coming to the gym I attended signs started going up saying things like, no swearing, no burping, no farting, use a deodorant, and the sign that really pissed us guys off was ‘no grunting when lifting weights’. Apparently it was scaring the women. And then they wanted air conditioning because they said it was too hot in the gym. That was it, I had it, I left and a few other guys left as well and I found a gym where only guys lifted weights and it was a good time of male bonding, hanging out with the boys. I went back to that original gym years later and the weights area had been reduced in size by 2/3 and there are now 2 aerobic rooms and tons of treadmills and stationery bikes. If women can have women only gyms than men should be allowed to have men only gyms so we can get back to the way men used to live their lives by having men time. About 8 years ago a friend of mine went to that gym and in the male change room a sign went up saying ‘men shall not be naked in the change room’. WHAT THE HELL! Some men complained about that sign and it didn’t stay up for too long. I moved up to Queensland 20 years ago and when I first moved up here guys could still do a workout without a t-shirt or singlet on but no more so 5 years ago I spent $7,000 and bought gym equipment to stock my large double garage and now I can still do my nude workouts. Have had other guys come along to do nude workouts too and yes, erections are allowed in my gym, if it happens, it happens and occasionally we may have a wank together. We need to bring back the old days when men could be men.

  3. James, what you’ve written is literature. Fucking brilliant.

    Is Australia the refuge of the last true bloke? Could be.


    1. Sadly, no longer ….. James is writing of things long past. From about the 1990s things changed and Australia is fairly puritanical about male nudity now. Most locker rooms have doors or curtains on the showers and blokes change under towels. Footy clubs still have a bit of a nude together bloke culture but the young blokes now seem to want privacy rather than letting it hang out. Even the great Aussie Speedo is a thing of the past with bird shorts and baggy pants. The dick is obscene now. People are horrified if they see it’s outline. The exception is men of over 55/60 who are the last generation to grow up with this. This lot wear tight cycling pants MAMILs. MIddle Aged Men in Lycra and persist with wearing speedos – much to the embarrassment of their kids. Nude beaches are being closed and humour is getting all PC. A man has to sit down to pee in Australia now…. Sadly.

      1. That’s sad. I lived in Sydney from 1978 to 1998. Swam naked under the lighthouse at Palm Beach. It started changing then. Still, I stripped naked often as I could. What is wrong with people?? Please explain!

  4. In the 70s at my ymca in Charlotte Nc , my self and couple buddy’s of mine , their uncles , and my father and rather large group of other members would meet on the lower level of the over twenty one men’s locker room , strip down to only bare feet n jock straps and and work out on the equipment in the locker room, there was a track that went around the perimeter of the locker room for jogging and have the best time , connecting on so many levels , hot sweaty , swelling up in our jocks , bulging cock n balls , laughter , and man challenges of stamina etc etc ! It most often would lead to us being completely naked with family members , strangers , new comers and gather in assorted areas , Steam , Sauna , rest areas and enjoy proudly massaging each other , master bate, stretch cocks , gazing at one another with no intentions but , relaxing as one mine set , uninhibited , no one worried bout if you were hanging with 2 inches or 12 , didn’t feel gay , inappropriate , or sinful in the least ! It’s was powerful and intensely uniting in every way you imagine ! The Y staff was aware of the activities and turned a blind eye because upon observing our activities they saw , and felt the forfilling and natural instinctual gravity between us all ! Old men young men , Quietly climaxing in various groups through out the locker room ! Unpretentious and therapeutic as hell , it was successful for bout years , till management changed and then suddenly it was perceived as gay , sinful etc, then every one had to sneak around , watch the doors for staff on the war path to catch ya and revoke your membership , to this day that’s the stupid way it is ! Why can’t society just stop seeing something that’s not their just to follow the rules that were written to fit a paranoid population of what they decided was appropriate behavior !!!

    1. Beautiful story. Same here in Australia. Now long gone. The you g ones are so up tight

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