Chapter Three: The Benefit with Friends

As I walked up Ed Asner’s walk way, I thought to myself ‘I can’t believe I’m fucking one of the most honored actors in TV history.’ Surely our relationship would end as he’d come to his sense and tell me to leave and don’t come back. But I’ll just go along for the ride as long as it last. Before I rang the door bell, I could see someone inside coming towards the door and on opening there was Ed greeting me with a broad smile.

“Hello Adam, come on in,” said Ed as I followed Ed to his sitting room and beckoned me to take a seat. I already felt aroused as I could smell that Ed had obviously been working as the aroma of sweat hit my nose.

“Like me get you a drink, I won’t be long.” He said as I watched Ed leave the room, admiring his body.

Ed returned with a bottle and two glasses. He set the glasses on the table and opened the bottle and began to pour. My heart started pounding when I looked into his eyes. He gave me a grin as he came over and sat in the other chair. He was slightly in front of the table, enough so that I could see his crotch in full view. I tried not to stare but his basket was so inviting I couldn’t help sneaking a peak at it. I know he noticed and I blushed a little, but pretended not to notice that he had caught me. He lifted his glass and toasted.

“To friendship” he said, and took a big gulp.

I said, “To friendship and more”.

We chatted for a bit, but I felt there was something he wanted to know and wouldn’t ask. Suddenly he stood up and asked, “Do you want to go with me to a benefit fundraiser, I can bring a guest?”

I was a little stunned but of course I said yes, “but what would I say if someone asked who I am?” I asked.

“Your my new personal assistant. They don’t need to know anything else.”

“Sounds good to me.” I responded. “Do I need to change?” I asked.

“No, your fine, it’s informal, but I need to freshen up a bit and make himself more presentable before we go.” He added, “Make yourself at home while I go clean up. The TV is in the bedroom.”

I followed him into the bedroom and turned on the TV. Ed finally finished and returned to the room. His chest was bare as he went to the dresser to get another shirt. He put on a shirt and buckled up his pants and walked up to me. He asked if I had seen anything on the TV. I was knocked back into reality and said, “No, not much.”

“Well, if your ready, lets go. You drive.” Ed said as he disappeared into the hall way.

As we drove along, we sat quietly for a few minutes. Ed seemed restless as he thumped his fingers on the arm rest. Not knowing whether he was uncomfortable about going out in public with his new secret gay lover. I decide calm him down by starting a conversation about what I had seen on the TV. Ed seemed to relax as we pulled up to a very nice home in the country and with his hand on my shoulder, we walked inside. A waiter seated us at a table about midway through the yard. I chose a seat next to Ed so we both had a view of the yard.

A few fans came by wanting autographs and pictures with Ed. I found Ed to be the most approachable of the actors at the benefit and he was extremely friendly toward fans. I laughed to myself as I watched some of the old women that seem to be flirting with Ed. One woman kept hugging and caressing Ed. From the way the curt fan acted, I imagined she had visions of dollars dancing in her head. Fat chance of that happening I thought to myself. When she finally left, I locked in on to Ed’s eyes made me horny and I wanted to take him back to the house and start him up again.

“Quit gushing.” Ed said bringing me back to reality.

“Let me worship you, old man!” I responded.

We chuckled as the waiter interrupted and asked what we would like. After ordering the waiter left us and I again returned my gaze to Ed. We ate in silence, looking out in the yard at all the people enjoying the nice weather. I was trying to enjoy the view but it was easier to enjoy the view right next to me. Looking around, I found I had an opportunity to try and get my hand on Ed’s crotch and find his treasures. I started to reach for his crotch and he pretended not to notice as he kept starring out into the yard. I started to massage and caress his dick and he leaned back and spread his legs. Apparently it was too good of a feeling as he said we should go back to the house. When he stood I could see his hard on in his pants. He covered it with the coat and escorted me in a hurry back to the car so we could head to his house.

When we got to Ed’s home, in one motion, he closed and locked the door behind us, throw his coat on the couch and he had me in an embrace before I could think what to do to satisfy him. Then he shoved his tongue in my mouth and was rubbing his hands up and down my back. Before I knew it, he was slipping his hands down my shorts and feeling my butt. He slowly he was moving downwards, slowly pulling the shorts against the raging hard on inside them. With his head level with my groin, he gave a harder tug, pulling the shorts off and allowing my dick to spring out in front of his face. Ed seemed surprised pleased with the sight of my dick quivering in front of him.

“I’m not very good at this.” he said, “but I think this is how it’s done.” With that, I felt his wet tongue slide over my cock as his hands cupped my butt cheeks.

Then Ed slid his tongue up the underside of my shaft and wrapped it around the head, sucking vigorously. I to gasp in pleasure as I felt Ed’s soft mouth and tongue playing with my cock. Fuck! For a 70 something yr. old, he sure could suck! He swallowed more and more of my cock, deeper into his hungry mouth. I was finding it hard to hold back as his hand grabbed my nuts, squeezing them tight while his bald head bobbed up and down my cock. I grabbed his head firmly in my hands and began fucking his face furiously, I was going wild. I didn’t know if could have held back any longer as my balls were about to explode, but Ed started gagging after the furious pounding I had just given his mouth.

“Not as good as I thought I’d be.” He said with a grin looking up at me.

“Well, you almost had me cumming. So I say you did a damn good job.” I said waving my cock right in front of him.

With that, Ed got up, eager to put his tongue in my mouth, but I had other ideas though, licking my way down to his pants. I undid the buckle, unzipped him and pushed his pants down to the floor. We stepped out of our pants, which were still down by our ankles and began a long hug and kiss. He was very excited as I took his dick in my hand as we held each other. He was kissing me with a passion I have never known.

“Adam,” whispered Ed. “Will you fuck me?”

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“I’ve been waiting for someone like you to take me,” He said as he began to slowly release me and started to turn around.

He rubbed his back against me as I hugged him to my body, feeling my dick sliding into Ed’s large butt cheeks. Eager to give Ed every pleasure he could ever want and I knew what he wanted so I kissed my way down his back until I was kneeling behind him. As Ed grabbed the back of the recliner, I stuck out my tongue and slid it through the sweaty hairy crack. The scent drove me wild as my tongue delved deeper before finally reaching his ring. When I brushed my tongue against his hole a few times and then slid the tip of it in, he let out a gasp and a soft moan as my tongue worked in and out, eating him. He soon started masturbating himself and with each stroke I could feel Ed’s ring tighten and then relax. By now I had his crack and hole completely soaked as my tongue was sliding in all the way with ease. I stood back up, reached down for my dick and started running it up and down his wet crack a few times. Then I put the head right against the tight hole, I pressed against him and the tip of my cock slid in.

“Ahhh… easy now.” He said as put his hands above the recliner to brace himself.

I grabbed hold of his wide hips as I slid in further, I ignored his cries until I was completely up to my nuts in him. After a minute or so of letting him slowly adjust to me, I began to fucked him nice and slow as I didn’t wanna hurt the old fellow. I started to move left and right with my dick, opening his asshole when I instantly hit the right spot as he was suddenly moaning in delight.

“Ahh shit!” Ed grunted.

As I fucked his ass slowly as the the recliner rocked back and fourth to aid in the motion. Ed was loving it as he was really moaning. I was in heaven seeing Ed’s hairy back; his hot, mature, body was positively glistening with sweat and the smell of our bodies mingled and what a delight aroma. I loved watching my dick slide deep and then all the way out as I was fucking him harder now.

“Ohh give it to me. Give to me! Oh yes, yes faster, faster!“ He said as he started to grunt in tune to my thrust’s.

I grabbed his hips and proceeded to fulfill my wildest dreams. Faster and faster I went as he moaned and gyrating his hips, pushing back harder and harder against me wanting me to give him more. I was holding back as hard as I could as I reached around and pumped his dick furiously trying to get him to cum at the same time I did. My wish came true and he began to roar as he shot his liquid love into my hands and I rammed my rod inside him, shooting my load into his quivering love canal. I had shot the biggest and hottest load of my life up in the old man. Looking down I as I pulled out, a whole load of cum spilled with it.

As I stood there I wondered; could this have happened or was I dreaming? Ed had collapsed into the chair and when I saw his perfect body in front of me and I knew it was real. He opened his arms in a gesture for me to come sit on his lap. I did, with our heads touching, he squeezed me to his body as he ran his fingers through my hair.

"It’s such a pleasure to be here with you.” I said as felt him press his head against mine.

Still holding me in his arms he said, “It’s a pleasure to be had.”

Chapter Two: The Visit

It seemed like time was standing still and even though I tried to occupy myself, I found it difficult to concentrate on anything. It got to 3:00pm, so I took a shower then got ready to go to Ed’s. I kept telling myself that nothing would happen when I met Ed and that he just wanted someone to set-up his computer. Then I remembered that Ed was married and just an animal lover. After the shower I pondered on what to wear. Should I act like a whore and wear a sleeveless t-shirt and shorts? Or is that to obvious. I didn’t want to embarrass Ed or myself if I was barking up the wrong tree. I decided on a normal t-shirt and a pair of sports shorts. They were appropriate for the weather anyway, so I would look normal. I left the house and drove the short distance to the neighboring Silver Triangle neighborhood where he lived. Even though I knew the area, I hadn’t really been down his street before, so after looking at the house numbers I finally found Ed’s house.

Ed might be an award-winning actor, but his Los Angeles home was a modest gated traditional retreat taking “privacy” to the next level by having the house camouflaged fairly well with bushes and trees. A must for an actor celebrity like Asner. I parked my car and walked up to the front door and rang the door bell. Nothing. I thought that maybe I had the wrong time, but no, it was right at 4. Then, through the stain glass window in the door, I saw someone inside coming towards the door and on opening there was the legendary Ed Asner himself greeting me with a broad smile.

“Hello Adam, come on in,” said Ed holding under his arm a cat who was struggling to get down.

Ed shut the door and put down his cat, which immediately ran towards me.

“This is Wheezy,” he said as Wheezy started rubbing against my leg.

Ed led me followed by Wheezy though the living room into a small, slightly untidy office. I already felt aroused as I could smell that Ed had obviously showered and shaved recently as the aroma of aftershave hit my nose. His friendly cat seems completely at home amid the packed bookcases and collection of tribal masks from around the world. On a end table, a pair of Asner’s seven Emmy Awards competes for attention with photos of the TV actor posing with the likes of Jimmy Carter, Muhammad Ali and Fidel Castro.

“Well here it is,” he said. “And sorry it’s a bit messy.”

Ed had already done a lot of the preparation work, removing the old computer from his desk and disconnecting the monitor and printer. It took no time at all to hook up the new computer and boot it up.

“There, that was pretty easy. Need anything else?” I asked.

“Well I bought this new camera and I could use some help hooking it up. Could you also teach me how to get the picture I have taken onto my new computer?” he replied.

“Sure! What kind of camera did you buy?” As I asked my question, Ed walked down the hall and into the master bedroom. I could hear him digging in a closet and soon he returned with a digital camera and the box that contained all of the cables needed to hook it to the computer.

“Wow, great camera!” I said.

“This camera takes good photos but they don’t do one bit of good if you cannot get them onto the computer, right?” he asked.

“This camera will take great photos. You will be able to rival professional photographers,” I replied. “Well let’s get started, okay?”

Ed opened the box and handed me the software discs, cables and manual. I took the materials and began to hook up the camera to his computer while Ed watched. He leaning over my shoulder and watched as I performed the simple cable connections. Because of the close quarters, Ed was partially on top of me in order to see how I hooked the camera the computer. He seemed to be unaffected by this closeness, but I wasn’t so fortunate. I was starting to get a hard on and it was so apparent that even Ed couldn’t help but notice. He had to look down toward my waist several times and I know he could see the bulge in my pants but he never said a word. Once when he was looking down I swore I could see a smile come to his face. Perhaps I was dreaming.

It took no time at all to install the camera’s software and it was time to start showing Ed how to use it.

“Now it’s time to test our work,” I said.

Ed sat down at the computer and I began to show him how to use the software. I couldn’t help it, but being next to Ed, leaning over his shoulder to help him with the computer had taken its toll. My cock was full hard and bulging in my pants. Ed was excited to download all of the photos that he had taken and there were a lot of them. At first they were the types of photos that you would expect from an amateur photographer. There were photos of the house, yard, pets and grandkids, all boring and uneventful. All of a sudden there was this large flesh colored image that appeared on the screen. I couldn’t believe it but there in living color was a picture of a cock, Ed’s cock.

“I forgot to warn you, I took a few risqué photos,” Ed said.

If I hadn’t had a hard on before I sure had one now. I stood back and looked at the screen and then at Ed’s face; He’d turned to catch my reaction to the image on the screen. I smiled at him and before I could stop myself I heard my voice say, “Don’t apologize, you look great!”

“You’re a pussycat.”  Ed said with a smile.

“If you like that then you’ll love this,” he replied and then the next photo came across the screen.

My heart fluttered. “My God!” I replied.

Ed laughed, “Glad you like it. You’re welcome to join me.”

“Huh?” I said with a questioning look. “What do…?”

“Adam, I want to sleep with you.” He said as he stopped me in mid-sentence and began to remove his shirt. I watched as Ed’s hand moved from button to button until he had fully exposed his wonderfully hairy chest.

“You going to get undressed? Or you just going to let me stand here like an idiot.” He said with a smiled.

I quickly pulled off my shirt, kicked off my shoes and unbuttoned my shorts letting them fall to the ground. I slowly lowered my shorts and my long fat dick sprung straight out from my body inches away from Ed’s head. It was so hard it was throbbing, the old man’s eyes got big and he smiled as he looked at my thick dick.

“I see you’re ready?” He said as he stood up and began to remove his pants.

My eyes feasted on his naked chest, covered by a mixture of black and grey hair. I watched his hand move to undo his zipper and his pants dropped to the ground. Ed was now in his underwear, a bulge of his own beginning to take shape. I couldn’t help but stare as he moved towards me. Then he surprised me by reaching down, grabbing hold of my dick and started jacking dick hard and fast. I reached in his shorts, took hold of the old man’s dick and started jacking his as he pumped his hand back and forth over the head of my dick. I loved the feel of his rough workman like hand on my dick. Just seeing his hair arm moving back and forth as he jacked me turned me on.

“I have been thinking about you since we first met. You ever thought about me?” He said as look at me with a half-grin.

“When have I not thought about you. I’ve always wondered what you would look like naked,” I said.

Ed took one step back and said, “Well, do you like what you see?”

“You look better than I imagined you would be.” I said as I put my arms around him with our naked bodies touching their full length.

Then he took me by the hand and led me to the master bedroom. I was kinda star struck, like Cinderella at the ball. I couldn’t help but admirer my surroundings as we sat down on the white curtain lined bed and began to caress each other. The self-contained Grand Master Bedroom was huge. A ginormous bed,s complete with a sitting area, fireplace, a walk in cedar lined closet and double french doors that leads out to a patio that had a pool and spa.

Then my attention immediately turned back to Ed as I moved my hand over to his chest and began to explore his wonderful field of hair. Slowly I worked my way down following the line of dark hair to his crotch. His cock was now almost completely hard. It was a good seven inches long and about three inches thick. Ed leaned back in the bed and let me play with his cock. He pulled me closer to him and with his free hand he began to explore my body until his hand found my cock. I was still fully erect and the touch of his hand, sent waves of pleasure moving across my body. He smiled at me and began to stroke my cock, slowly at first, but then he began to move his hand faster. I moved my hand over his cock to keep pace with his efforts. Just before I was past the point of no return, he stopped and leaned towards my ear.

“I don’t want this to end just yet,” he said.

Ed stood up and moved directly in front of me. He was gorgeous and his cock now fully erect, pointed directly at me. I started rubbing my hands over his mature dick which caused Ed to groan and put his hands on my shoulders for support. He moved his hand to his cock, he stopped and smiled, “See what your playing did. Now you have to help me out with this.”

“I am at you service,” I replied.

With that, he moved his hands and cupped my face, forcing my mouth to the head of his cock. I teasingly ran my tongue over Ed’s dick and with that. He moved his hands to the back of my head and began to move my mouth down his cock. As his cock slid right down my throat, Ed’s body shuddered and he let out a grasp of surprise.

“The day I first saw you, I couldn’t get rid of the thought of you sucking my cock and it’s just like I dreamed it would be.” Ed saided as he I looked at me.

I let him guide my tempo as I move my mouth up and down the seven inches of his cock. Each time I would stop at the top to run my tongue around his fat cock head. I was in no hurry to get him off and he was in no hurry to cum. He was happily enjoying the moment as I keep busy working on Ed’s cock, licking, sucking and plunging it down my throat, eager to please him.

“Not so much,” Ed said breathlessly. “I won’t last much longer if you keep doing that.”

“Let’s try something new.” he said.

Ed moved my head away from his cock and motioned that I lay on back across the bed. He reached into a drawer, pulled out some lub, unscrewed the top and squeezed some of contents on his finger. Then he moved his finger to my asshole and began to work it into my ass.

“Oh god,” I moaned.

With that he removed his finger and again squeezed the tube for more lubricant. This time he placed his hand on my ass and stuck two fingers up my butt. He kept repeating this process until four of his fingers were comfortably moving in and out of my ass.

“You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” I asked.

He laughed, “I’ve done this a few times with my ex and a few guys.”

Picking up a condom from the drawer, placing it over his cock and placing a good amount of lubricant in his hand. Then as he greased his cock, I pulled my legs up so that Ed could push his throbbing dick into my hole. Then in one smooth motion, raised my butt up off the bed and placed his cock at the hole. He wasted no time to get his dick all the way up my ass, feeling my own dick go extra hard as Ed’s tip buried itself deep inside. He placed my legs over his shoulders and began to pump his hips slowly making sure to give me the full length of his cock with each stroke. He was a master cocks man and I was getting the full benefit of his knowledge. Ed, now breathing heavily, pushing in and out, slowly at first, gradually speeding up as he felt my ass clench his throbbing dick. Looking up seeing his large body starting to glisten with sweat and his cheeks flushed made me hot.

“Yeah, fuck me. Yeah!!!!!” I couldn’t say anything else except to moan and enjoy the pleasure.

I knew that he was not going to cum, not yet. He wanted to work my ass until I begged him to fuck me harder, faster. I wasn’t ready for that quite yet either. I wanted to feel his cock move inside me, making love to me. This was my fantasy come true and I want to enjoy ever moment of it.

“I might fuck you all afternoon, maybe all evening. What do you think of that?” he asked.

“You can do this the rest of my life if you want to,” I replied.

The thrusting came faster and faster as Ed was almost sobbing with sheer pleasure his dick was giving him, and accentuated by me playing with his nipples dangling in front of my face. Then with the thrusting reaching fever pitch, Ed lend foward and pushing his tongue into my mouth as his hands ran all over my body. I was in heaven; my fantasy was coming true and all I could feel was Ed’s big, hairy body pushing into me with his tongue exploring my mouth. Breaking away I whispered softly to Ed, “I’ve wanted this to happen since I first saw you a few days ago.”

Then with a grunt I finally felt his spunk shoot through his cock into me as waves of ecstasy swept his body. With a final few thrusts he fell on top of me panting with sweat dripping off his forehead.

“Adam,” he said in a short breath, nuzzling my neck. “I can’t thank you enough for doing this with me.”

“I can’t thank you enough either,” I said as Ed rolled his back.

“Now, my balls are aching to be released….”  I added as I started masturbating.

But Ed was having none of that, as he moved my hand away, grabbed my dick with his hand and jacked it. I moaned as I put my hands around Ed, rubbing my hands over his shoulders, feeling the hair under my fingers. He continued pumping, causing me to moan even more as the feelings of pleasure swept through me. Ed was looking at me with a big smile on his face as brought me close to cumming. The sensations hitting me and the vision beside me collided in my head and I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a series of groans, I lend over till my face was almost touching Ed’s and my cock was pushing into Ed’s belly. Suddenly I shot a torrent of cum over his belly and chest. Ed lay there, feeling my breath on his neck as I tried to regain my breath when he said, “You’re a good fuck kid.“

"Thanks” I said as I ran my fingers through the thick chest hair, gently fondling Ed’s body.

Ed grinned, and then his face went solemn.

“Adam,” he said. "I don’t know how to say this but, well, I’m sure that you must have a boyfriend your own age with a slim body like yours. Or even a girlfriend. But, you see, I know that I’m not in my twenties and in good shape, but…”

I had an idea what Ed was leading to, but didn’t want to interrupt.

“I think what I’m trying to say,” said Ed trying to find the words “Is that I’d love to see you again. I don’t know how to find someone like you, which is why when I saw you again, I asked you over. Perhaps if you’ve got a partner already I could still see you sometime?”

I lend over, put his arms around Ed’s ample girth and hugged him tightly while kissing him. Then withdrawing I looked at Ed’s rugged face.

“Ed, I haven’t got boyfriend, I’ve never had a young slim boyfriend or a girlfriend either. In fact, as far as I’m concerned, you can have me for as long as you want.”

Ed’s eyes started watering with emotion, his rugged face expressing gratitude.

Malachy McCourt: Actor, Author and Storyteller

In this day and age, who actually reads books anymore. With the internet these days, you can go online and download a book on to your Ipad, phone or tablet and start reading right there. Even I'm guilty of that. but there is something very satisfying about going into a book store and getting a book for the title and cover alone. Or better still the author. Which bring me to today's entry, one Malachy McCourt.

Even before I was into him(ha ha), McCourt has long been admired as a teller of tall tales, salty jokes, and personal anecdotes of growing up poor in Limerick, Ireland. A big daddy bear of epic proportions, honestly, I have no idea how I first became aware of McCourt. However, I do remember seeing him in small roles in films like "Bonfires of the Vanities," "She's the One" and soap operas "Ryan's Hope" and "One Life to Live." Recently appearing in a small role in "The Other Guys." But what pinged him on my daddy radar was his appearance on the HBO prison drama, "Oz." That show usually good for some male nudity but I had to settle for a shirtless scene of his body being washed after his death. Though he did make up for it later by showing his ass crack in the movie "Righteous Kill."

When he was younger, with his strapping good looks, overflowing charm, and entertaining gift of gab, he could charm the pants off of anyone (probably still can), having a lot of eager sexual partners. I know because he'd tell you all about it in his first memoir, "A Monk Swimming," though a more appropriate title for this memoir would have been "Malachy, Sex and the City." If he did little else, McCourt certainly made himself familiar with the ladies! While "A Monk Swimming" may not be great literature, it is, without doubt, an entertaining work off inimitable style.

As Malachy approaches his 85th year, he still continues to write and to act in movies and television. He lectures on Irish literature and culture throughout the country. I wouldn't mine going one those event to have him sign a copy of his book. Possibly, deliberately, accidentally, trip and fall over so that my face lands in his crotch. I find it best to be subtle like that.

Malachy and his wife, Diana.

 The gray hair, bushy eye brows, those lips attached to that smile. 

Yeah… I’m in lust with Malachy McCourt. 

Mmmm... DSLs... Love 'em.

The gratuitous ass shot.

Damn! Just look at that profile.

OZ is a show about prison life. So why couldn’t they put McCourt in a shower scene or better still. A prison rape scene. Well at least he got his shirt off.

Unable to find nude pictures of him, except a ass shot in the movie “Righteous Kill.” 

It could be his ass. So no one ruin it for me.

I know I would settle for him just talking, but looks like he has a wide month there... 

just begging to be filled up.

He seems to play a lot of priests, bartenders and doormen.  

The McCourt Brothers

Frank McCourt, Michael McCourt, Alphie McCourt and Malachy McCourt.

When I think about it… I’m in lust with his brothers too.

I'm just loving that body of his.

Just love that accent of his as I could listen to him talk all night. Among other things. 

The Men of Murder, She Wrote. SEASON FOUR

Lets take another trip back to the idyllic town of Cabot Cove, AKA Murder Capital of the world. A place where English teacher turned world famous author, Jessica Fletcher can't take a step without running into a dead body. Or an hot daddy to help her solve the crime or what not. From a ruby bearing an ancient curse to a Native American who claims to own Cabot Cove. Here's a run down of the actors I had a thing for that appeared on season four of "Murder, She Wrote."

EPISODE 02: "When Thieves Fall Out" 

A killing occurs after the return of a parolee who served twenty years for a murder he claims he didn't commit – but intends to solve. Tom Bosley and Kenneth McMillan featured.

 Just look at that chest hair pouring out the top of his shirt. So hot.

EPISODE 02: "Old Habits Die Hard" 

Despite the evidence, Jessica can’t believe that an elderly nun who was ill took her own life. Robert Prosky plays a Bishop in this episode. Hey, the priest thing is hot to me. Leave me along with my fetishes.

EPISODE 07: "If It's Thursday, It Must Be Beverly" 

The murder of a sad and bitter housewife, made to look like a suicide, casts suspicion on her long-suffering husband, who has a pussycat demeanor and the heart of a tomcat. We get a tag team action here with both Tom Bosley and William Windom in this episode.

Don't worry fellas... everybody gets a courtesy tap.

EPISODE 09: "Trouble in Eden" 

Hostility and other surprises await Jessica in a town where she’s posing as her friend to investigate the rumored murder of the friend’s sister. This episode features a bearded Stuart Whitman and Macdonald Carey. 

Macdonald Carey... Macdonald Carey... Macdonald Carey... I just love the way that name just flows off the tip of my tongue. I can think of another thing of Macdonald that can flow off the tip of my tongue.  

EPISODE 10: "Indian Giver" 

A Native American who claims to own Cabot Cove is threatened by a town resident, who is later found dead with an Algonquin lance in his chest. All three of the important men of Cabot Cove appear, Dr. Hazlitt (Windom), Sheriff Tupper (Bosley) and Mayor Sam Booth (Richard Paul). 

OK fellas, after we survey the area, it's back to Jessica's for the weekly gang bang.

EPISODE 12: "Who Threw the Barbitals in Mrs. Fletcher's Chowder?" 

Amos Tupper’s sister Winnie, who has fled her abusive husband in Kentucky, seeks refuge in Cabot Cove, but her relief is short-lived when her husband and in-laws follow her to Maine. This episode is a regular 'Daddy Buffet' with Windom, Bosley and Donnelly Rhodes. Hell, I'll even add Henry Gibson, Geoffrey Lewis and Guy Stockwell.  

 Damn this man is sexy.

EPISODE 14: "Curse of the Daanu" 

A ruby bearing an ancient curse figures in the attempted murder of its owner, and the successful murder of her wealthy husband, Seth’s long-estranged brother (Richard Bradford). 

 It's the bow tie.

Can I get a little brotherly love here? Richard first, then Seth can finish me off.

EPISODE 18: Benedict Arnold Slipped Here 

Someone is willing to kill for a dilapidated old house reputedly visited by Benedict Arnold and rumored to contain hidden treasure. Featuring of course William Windom, Tom Bosley and Dick O'Neil.

 I know I said this before, but damn William Windom was a sexy man.

 This was the last episode for Tom before he left to star in "The Father Doweling Mysteries." 

 Oh, Dick O'Neill. I so miss seeing you.

It's the bow tie, it's got to be the bow tie. Hell, who am I kidding. It's William.

EPISODE 21: "Deadpan" 

One of Jessica’s former students adapts one of her novels into a Broadway play, the opening of which is marred by murder when the critic who lauds the production is found dead. Only one guy to gun down in this episode, Eugene Roche. 

Eugene Roche had something that I liked but I just couldn't figure out what.

EPISODE 22: "The Body Politic" 

A woman running for political office asks Jessica to pitch in as a speech writer for her campaign, which is being bankrolled by her wealthy husband. And we end the season with Eddie Albert and George Grizzard.

 The silver hair, blue eyes and voice. Definitely come to the back room for some one on one time. 

As far as I know, George Grizzard might be the only guy who appear on the show who I could have a shot with.