#springbreak

[cupcakeglittercat]

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[mmmillss]

[facesofdropout]

I believe in you!

[grant-gold]

That Spring Break Feeling

Grant and Riley had met in the Golden Army last year, but spring break in Florida was about to take their friendship to a whole new level. The sun was high, the sand was warm, and the beach was filled with an electric energy that was impossible to ignore. They were two alpha bros, ready to take on whatever adventures the week had in store for them.

They started the day off with a treat, a double scoop of ice cream as they strolled along the beach. The salty ocean breeze mixed with the sweet scent of their dessert, creating a sensory experience that was as intoxicating as it was delicious. The sugary cones dripped onto their hands, but they didn't mind; it was all part of the fun. Carefully they licked each other’s fingers clean, making sure none of the tasty cream went to waste. 

Their next stop was a boat tour, where they donned snorkeling gear and dove into the crystal-clear waters. The underwater world was a breathtaking sight, with colorful fish darting between vibrant coral formations. They swam together, their bodies brushing against each other as they explored the depths.

As they gathered seashells from the seabed, Grant couldn't help but notice the way Riley's muscles flexed with each movement. He felt a familiar stirring in his swim trunks, a desire that had been building since they first set foot on the beach. He knew Riley felt it too; the tension between them was as palpable as the ocean current. Back on the beach, they settled into the sand, their bodies slick with saltwater and sunscreen. The sun began to set, casting a warm, golden glow over their skin. They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere.

But the silence was soon broken by Grant's deep, husky voice. "You know, Riley, I've been thinking about you a lot lately," he said, his eyes fixed on the horizon. "And I don't just mean as a friend." Riley turned to face him, his gaze intense. "I've been thinking about you too, Grant," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I've been thinking about you a lot." With that, they closed the distance between them, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. It was a kiss that was months in the making, a kiss that held all the pent-up desire and longing they'd been harboring for each other. Their hands began to explore each other's bodies, their touch growing more urgent with each passing second. Grant's fingers traced the outline of Riley's abs, while Riley's hand found its way into Grant's swim trunks. "Fuck, Grant," Riley groaned as he wrapped his hand around Grant's hard dick. "I've wanted this for so long." Grant let out a moan of his own as he felt Riley's fingers wrap around his shaft. He thrust his hips forward, eager to feel more of Riley's touch. They stripped off their swim trunks, their dicks standing at attention in the cool evening air. They stroked each other, their movements growing more frantic as they raced towards their climax. Finally, with a cry of pleasure, Grant came, his hot seed spilling onto the sand. Riley followed soon after, his body shuddering as he reached his own orgasm.

They lay there for a moment, panting and spent, their bodies glistening with sweat and cum. But they weren't done yet. Then, as if reading each other’s minds, they shot to their feet, laughing. ”Come on," Grant said, pulling Riley to his feet. "Let's go for a run."

They took off running down the beach, hand in hand, the wind whipping past them. Footprints trailed behind them in the golden sand, two shadows stretching long beneath the fading sun.

They were Golden Bros. Together.

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@rileygold60

If you're interested in joining the Golden Army please contact one of our recruiters, @goldenherc9 @brodygold or @polo-drone-001

[hauntedhorrormaven117]

Throw back to when I visited the Kurt Cobain Memorial Park during a springbreak road trip with my friends <3

[vicioussecrets]

[the-feathered-consort]

I love them

[pedaloftheday]

Excited to help welcome a new Summer School Electronics pedal into the world today - this is the Spring Break Reverb!! Bringing digital spring-style reverb and a warm delay circuit to the table, this summer-y beauty is a perfect first reverb pedal or an excellent addition to any seasoned veteran's rig - head to the SSE website to grab yours now, and be sure check out our demo video as well!! ☀️🌈

[ash-is-awkward-blog]

Black and White! My Etsy: https://ashisawkward.etsy.com If you have questions, comment!

[luvli-lans]

I miss Lake Tahoe so much 🥲🙃

[ariaonlyxo]

Is it hot in here, or is it just me? 🔥

[0guyboom]

Back again, after more experimenting had to be done to get the linkage right. I found I couldn't get it to move right and going back the the fundamental math I found it would never work in the configuration I had it, so it was time for a full mechanism revamp. luckily this time i found a tool to do it much better! this tool I'm showing is from the amazing Dave which you can check out here. I used his linage simulator to come up with a new design, the final version (left) you can see here.

I am already putting this into cad to prepare for printing so I know I will be ready soon, especially because the next weekend it the start of spring break! so i will have plenty of time and no other plans to get this new design into production!

[grant-gold]

The Chav Chronicles - Part 1

The bass pounded through the walls of the London nightclub, a relentless rhythm that made Grant’s skin hum. Spring Break had taken him far from the snow-filled mountains of Vermont, but the energy here was electric — neon lights flickering, bodies moving, sweat glistening under the strobes. He stood near the bar, swirling his tequila, watching the crowd pulse around him.

Then, he saw him.

Josh.

Grant was immediately drawn. There was something about his rough exterior and bad-boy attitude that was irresistible. They locked eyes and Grant felt a spark. A proper English chav — short buzzed hair, sharp jawline, thick gold chains around his neck and…..luxuriously kissable lips. He wore a tight tracksuit, sleeves rolled up just enough to reveal the hint of a tattoo. His blue Nike TN trainers scuffed the floor as he swayed, pint in hand, laughing with his mates. He had that effortless confidence, that cocky smirk, that edge. And Grant liked an edge.

Josh caught him staring. Raised a brow. Smirked.

Grant held his gaze, tipping glass in silent invitation. A moment later, Josh slid up next to him, his scent a mix of heady cologne and cigarette smoke.

"Ya lost, mate?" Josh teased, his accent rough, his grin all mischief.

Grant chuckled, leaning in. "Depends. You taking me somewhere?"

Josh tilted his head toward the dance floor. "Sha me what ya've got, Yank."

They moved together, bodies pressed close. Grant was golden — broad shoulders, tanned winter skin from snowboarding, his fitted tee clinging to his chest. Josh was leaner, sharper, all swagger and smirk with bulges in all the right places. The space between them disappeared fast. Grant’s hands found Josh’s waist, tugging him in, feeling the flex of muscle beneath the tracksuit. Josh’s fingers dragged over the hem of Grant’s shirt, teasing, testing.

The music throbbed. The drinks burned. The tension snapped.

"Come with me," Josh murmured in his ear, voice low, dangerous.

Grant didn’t ask where, but his heart raced. He knew what Josh was suggesting, and he was more than up for it.

"Sure," he said, trying to sound cool and calm, but failing miserably. The alleyway behind the club was dark, damp, the air thick with city night and cigarette smoke. The only light came from the occasional passing car, but it was enough to see the hunger in each other's eyes. Josh pushed Grant against the brick wall, hands splayed over his chest, testing his strength, his warmth. Grant let him—let him take control for a second, let him press close, let him steal a rough, heady kiss that tasted like lager and trouble.

"Ya think ya're well fit, dinnit ya?" Josh breathed, fingers curling in Grant’s belt loop.

Grant grinned. "You tell me."

Josh growled something unintelligible, something filthy, and pulled him deeper into the shadows.

The night stretched long. The city roared on. But in that alley, under flickering streetlights and the distant echo of music, it was just them — heat, breath, bodies locked in a rhythm all their own.

Grant's cock was already hard in his jeans, and he could feel Josh's through their clothes. He reached down and started rubbing Josh's dick, feeling it grow in his hand. Josh let out a low moan and started undoing Grant's pants. Grant helped him, pulling his dick out and stroking it slowly. Josh did the same, and soon they were both fully hard, their dicks touching as they jerked each other off. Grant couldn't wait any longer. He pushed Josh up against the wall and dropped to his knees. He took Josh's dick in his mouth, sucking and licking it like his life depended on it. Josh threw his head back and moaned, his hands tangled in Grant's hair. Grant sucked and slurped, taking Josh's dick deeper and deeper into his throat. He could feel Josh's balls tighten, and he knew he was close. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," Josh gasped, trying to warn Grant. But Grant didn't care. He wanted to taste Josh's cum, to feel it shoot down his throat. Josh came with a loud moan, his cum filling Grant's mouth. Grant swallowed it all, licking his lips clean. Josh pulled Grant up and kissed him, tasting his own cum on Grant's lips. They stood there for a moment, panting and sweating, their bodies pressed together.

"Fuck, that was hot," Josh said, breaking the silence. Grant smiled. "Yeah, it was." They straightened their clothes and headed back to the club, their bodies still humming with desire. They knew they would have to do that again, and soon. As they walked back to the club, Grant couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He had just sucked a chav in a dark alley behind some dumpsters, and it was the hottest thing he had ever done. He couldn't wait to see what the rest of his spring break in London had in store for him.

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@goldenherc9

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[thephilosophyofsuns]

Packing Tips:

These tips work best for shorter trips (2-10 days) where you have access to a washer. I'm going in a 10 spring break, so I'm packing for that. I don't change multiple times a day, so if you do that, these tips probably won't work for you.

Count how many days you have, divide by two, then add one. That's how many shirts, underwear, and socks you need. (For example, for 10 days, I need 6 shirts, pairs of underwear, and pairs of socks)

You don't need a new pair of pants for everyday. Switch off between 2-3 pairs, washing in between. Same thing for bras.

Bring 1 tank top and 1 pair of PJs. Make sure that your PJ top is comfortable and the bottoms are appropriate for the temperature.

For 1-5 days, bring one pair of everyday shoes. For 5-10, bring two. If you have special occasions, bring an extra pair of shoes for those, better if it's just one that matches multiple outfits (works for clothes too).

When figuring out what toiletries to bring, literally just walk yourself through your routine. I know this seems obvious, but it's really helpful.

Keep an "inventory." Make a list of EVERYTHING you need to bring, checking off what you have as you put it in your bag. When you pack for your return, use the same list to make sure you don't leave anything behind. (You can also add to the list if you buy something while away.) You can keep and reuse this list too!

Keep all of your electronics and their accessories in one of two bags, and keep at least one of them close. For example, I keep my headphones and phone charger in one bag that I keep with me, and my computer, computer charger, tablet, and tablet charger in my backpack. I also keep all of my school items in my backpack.

If you have jewelry you want to bring, try to wear it, unless it's super fancy. I bring one pair of everyday earrings that I wear on the trip there. If you need to bring extra or fancy jewelry, bring it in a Ziploc bag.

I hope this helped everyone, and feel free to add if y'all have tips too!

[oldflorida]

Spring Break, Fla. 1980′s.

[queenbitchavery]