CoTT 2 House of Cards

[Marty]

8 minutes ago, Headstall said:

This guy looks pretty spiffy too... 

 

 

dughlas can have that one.  

[Page Scrawler]

12 minutes ago, dughlas said:

During the season I write "kilt tales" of some of the kiltings that take place. Unfortunately, when the original COTT forum was archived so were my past stories.

 

5 minutes ago, Headstall said:

You can still access them though... can't you?

 

2 minutes ago, dughlas said:

I think so. I haven't really tried. From time to time I think about compiling them to post under my stories.

Yeah, you can try using "copy and paste" to bring them over. Or something. 

[dughlas]

Just now, Marty said:

 

dughlas can have that one.  

I've already got the other one too ...

[Marty]

4 minutes ago, Kitt said:

And no one leaves the shop with his kilt on backward like that kid the other day!

 

Afternoon everyone 

 

Hey Kitt!  

[Marty]

1 minute ago, dughlas said:

I've already got the other one too ...

 

Dream on...  😛

 

 

[Page Scrawler]

Here's last year's birthday prezzie @dughlas gave me! 

 

Spoiler

So in honor of @Page Scrawler 's 25th birthday I present Kilting Ian.

It began as a quiet morning with me sitting in the front window watching folk meander by. I noticed a young man and a lady strolling up the path. I suggested the lad must needs try on a kilt. The lad's name was Ian and the lady was his mum. As I did not ask I'll guess his age to be 18-19. He was about my height but considerably lighter in weight. We browsed the selection of our small kilts until he chose a plaid in bright royal blue and black with a thin accent line of yellow. You're probably thinking wait what did he look like. Well, pretty in the manner of many late adolescent males. With deep dark brown hair and warm chocolate brown eyes. A late summer tan that suggested a natural mediterran skin tone. Oh, and he smelled good. A mix of a lightly scented soap and his own unique scent. I believe Page would approve of my choice for his prezzie. 

I wrapped him in the kilt and firmly belted it in place and checked that the pleats lay correctly. One required a bit of smoothing. I tucked the price tag up under the belt so as to prevent any distraction it might cause when evaluating his assets. I rang the kilting bell so as to attract the attention of all and sundry present and set him off across the 20 foot expanse of the shop. I bid he pause there looking out upon the grounds while we considered the fit of his kilt. Ian has broad shoulders that taper nicely to a thirty inch waist. He must be a sporty type as he has one of those narrow yet firm bums. Now since the lady was his mum I couldn't tell him that we'd determined him to be well hung as that didn't seem proper. Yet those pleats were truly hanging well and accented those lovely hams. After sufficient time for perusal by those in attendance I bid him return to us. At the hallway mark I had him stop then turn about so we could closer view the pleats. I bid he stand with feet shoulder width apart. It amazes me how many men don't know just how wide their shoulders are. More often than not I must tell them to spread their legs a bit wider for me. This was the case with Ian. O' course I couldn't very well tell the youngster to spread his legs with his mum standing at my shoulder. That might lead to all manner of misunderstanding. Normally at this point I do tell the lad to make fists and put them upon his hips before twisting his upper body to look over his shoulder at us and give a wink and his best come hither. There still being the mum issue I just had him smile at us rather than wink. I'm thinking the naughty smirk was meant for me. He did say he was a bit shocked I had his mum looking at his butt. I countered that the lady in question had seen his wee bum more than enough in times past. Mum laughed and said yes and it wasn't always such a pretty sight. Thus ends the kilting of Ian.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAGE!

Added a spoiler to save space. 

[Headstall]

8 minutes ago, Albert1434 said:

Who me you got the wrong Gay 

He means Clo and Val... the terror twins...  

[Headstall]

8 minutes ago, Kitt said:

And no one leaves the shop with his kilt on backward like that kid the other day!

 

Afternoon everyone 

Afternoon, Kitt.   I was finally able to turn my mare out this morning... no more cold weather warnings.  

[Headstall]

9 minutes ago, Marty said:

 

I assume you are talking about this "closed to replies" forum.....

 

https://gayauthors.org/forums/topic/39932-cards-on-the-table-by-headstall/

That's the one.   A true feat of friendship and good times.  

[Headstall]

5 minutes ago, Page Scrawler said:

Here's last year's birthday prezzie @dughlas gave me! 

 

  Reveal hidden contents

So in honor of @Page Scrawler 's 25th birthday I present Kilting Ian.

It began as a quiet morning with me sitting in the front window watching folk meander by. I noticed a young man and a lady strolling up the path. I suggested the lad must needs try on a kilt. The lad's name was Ian and the lady was his mum. As I did not ask I'll guess his age to be 18-19. He was about my height but considerably lighter in weight. We browsed the selection of our small kilts until he chose a plaid in bright royal blue and black with a thin accent line of yellow. You're probably thinking wait what did he look like. Well, pretty in the manner of many late adolescent males. With deep dark brown hair and warm chocolate brown eyes. A late summer tan that suggested a natural mediterran skin tone. Oh, and he smelled good. A mix of a lightly scented soap and his own unique scent. I believe Page would approve of my choice for his prezzie. 

I wrapped him in the kilt and firmly belted it in place and checked that the pleats lay correctly. One required a bit of smoothing. I tucked the price tag up under the belt so as to prevent any distraction it might cause when evaluating his assets. I rang the kilting bell so as to attract the attention of all and sundry present and set him off across the 20 foot expanse of the shop. I bid he pause there looking out upon the grounds while we considered the fit of his kilt. Ian has broad shoulders that taper nicely to a thirty inch waist. He must be a sporty type as he has one of those narrow yet firm bums. Now since the lady was his mum I couldn't tell him that we'd determined him to be well hung as that didn't seem proper. Yet those pleats were truly hanging well and accented those lovely hams. After sufficient time for perusal by those in attendance I bid him return to us. At the hallway mark I had him stop then turn about so we could closer view the pleats. I bid he stand with feet shoulder width apart. It amazes me how many men don't know just how wide their shoulders are. More often than not I must tell them to spread their legs a bit wider for me. This was the case with Ian. O' course I couldn't very well tell the youngster to spread his legs with his mum standing at my shoulder. That might lead to all manner of misunderstanding. Normally at this point I do tell the lad to make fists and put them upon his hips before twisting his upper body to look over his shoulder at us and give a wink and his best come hither. There still being the mum issue I just had him smile at us rather than wink. I'm thinking the naughty smirk was meant for me. He did say he was a bit shocked I had his mum looking at his butt. I countered that the lady in question had seen his wee bum more than enough in times past. Mum laughed and said yes and it wasn't always such a pretty sight. Thus ends the kilting of Ian.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAGE!

Added a spoiler to save space. 

Nice to read this again!  

[Marty]

5 minutes ago, Page Scrawler said:

Here's last year's birthday prezzie @dughlas gave me! 

 

  Reveal hidden contents

So in honor of @Page Scrawler 's 25th birthday I present Kilting Ian.

It began as a quiet morning with me sitting in the front window watching folk meander by. I noticed a young man and a lady strolling up the path. I suggested the lad must needs try on a kilt. The lad's name was Ian and the lady was his mum. As I did not ask I'll guess his age to be 18-19. He was about my height but considerably lighter in weight. We browsed the selection of our small kilts until he chose a plaid in bright royal blue and black with a thin accent line of yellow. You're probably thinking wait what did he look like. Well, pretty in the manner of many late adolescent males. With deep dark brown hair and warm chocolate brown eyes. A late summer tan that suggested a natural mediterran skin tone. Oh, and he smelled good. A mix of a lightly scented soap and his own unique scent. I believe Page would approve of my choice for his prezzie. 

I wrapped him in the kilt and firmly belted it in place and checked that the pleats lay correctly. One required a bit of smoothing. I tucked the price tag up under the belt so as to prevent any distraction it might cause when evaluating his assets. I rang the kilting bell so as to attract the attention of all and sundry present and set him off across the 20 foot expanse of the shop. I bid he pause there looking out upon the grounds while we considered the fit of his kilt. Ian has broad shoulders that taper nicely to a thirty inch waist. He must be a sporty type as he has one of those narrow yet firm bums. Now since the lady was his mum I couldn't tell him that we'd determined him to be well hung as that didn't seem proper. Yet those pleats were truly hanging well and accented those lovely hams. After sufficient time for perusal by those in attendance I bid him return to us. At the hallway mark I had him stop then turn about so we could closer view the pleats. I bid he stand with feet shoulder width apart. It amazes me how many men don't know just how wide their shoulders are. More often than not I must tell them to spread their legs a bit wider for me. This was the case with Ian. O' course I couldn't very well tell the youngster to spread his legs with his mum standing at my shoulder. That might lead to all manner of misunderstanding. Normally at this point I do tell the lad to make fists and put them upon his hips before twisting his upper body to look over his shoulder at us and give a wink and his best come hither. There still being the mum issue I just had him smile at us rather than wink. I'm thinking the naughty smirk was meant for me. He did say he was a bit shocked I had his mum looking at his butt. I countered that the lady in question had seen his wee bum more than enough in times past. Mum laughed and said yes and it wasn't always such a pretty sight. Thus ends the kilting of Ian.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAGE!

Added a spoiler to save space. 

 

Lovely wee tale! 

 

Almost makes me consider scrolling through all 6063 pages of the old CoTT forum to see what other gems lie therein...

 

(Only almost, though.)

 

 

[Headstall]

I try not to judge, but... 

 

[Albert1434]

1 minute ago, Marty said:

 

Lovely wee tale! 

 

Almost makes me consider scrolling through all 6063 pages of the old CoTT forum to see what other gems lie therein...

 

(Only almost, though.)

 

 

There are the Good, Bad and the Ugly there in 

[Headstall]

5 hours ago, Albert1434 said:

I saw a story that said flying cars are coming in 5 years omg

Here is Albert's new flying car...  

 

[Marty]

Just now, Albert1434 said:

There are the Good, Bad and the Ugly there in 

 

And which two of those three categories do you fall into, young Albert?  

[Marty]

3 minutes ago, Headstall said:

I try not to judge, but... 

 

 

I can't see the guy's right hand...

 

That's not one of your selfies, is it, Gary? 

 

 

 

[Albert1434]

2 minutes ago, Marty said:

 

And which two of those three categories do you fall into, young Albert?  

Don't you wish you knew 

[Headstall]

2 minutes ago, Marty said:

 

I can't see the guy's right hand...

 

That's not one of your selfies, is it, Gary? 

 

 

 

I've kissed a few frogs in my day, but never a cow.  

[Albert1434]

1 minute ago, Headstall said:

I've kissed a few frogs in my day, but never a cow.  

There is always a first Gary

[Marty]

1 minute ago, Albert1434 said:

3 minutes ago, Marty said:

 

And which two of those three categories do you fall into, young Albert?  

Don't you wish you knew 

 

I'm gonna hazard a guess at the first two...

"And when he was good he was very, very good. And when he was bad he was wicked!"

 

 

[Marty]

2 minutes ago, Headstall said:

I've kissed a few frogs in my day, but never a cow.  

 

Charming! (pun intended)

 

But it looked to me as though the car window wasn't actually wound down...

[Headstall]

4 minutes ago, Marty said:

 

Charming! (pun intended)

 

But it looked to me as though the car window wasn't actually wound down...

Sigh... spoilsport...  

[Marty]

Right, gang...

 

I'm outa here for a while. Time to prepare dinner.

 

Home made curried beef on a bed of boiled whole grain rice, followed by home made apple pie and custard. 

 

Yum!

 

Chat you in an hour or so,  

[Albert1434]

5 minutes ago, Headstall said:

Sigh... spoilsport...  

Funny I have said that myself 

[Valkyrie]

1 hour ago, dughlas said:

I will, and for a weekend in June when the Faire hosts the Celtic Fling.

  Which is worth going to for three reasons:  1.  Best legs in a kilt contest.  2.  Scotch eggs.  3.  Best legs in a kilt contest