Um ... God knows why this aspect of manhood has loomed so large in my erotic imagination … but there we are. The earliest porn I ever saw I had to create myself. I drew sketches of the men I longed for in a scrapbook and they were all covered in fur. Maybe it’s because body hair is such a powerful visual indicator of testosterone and maleness; maybe I’m just a perv. Or maybe because when a man allows his body to be what it is, and doesn’t try to micromanage every inch of it, he’s inherently sexier than the manscaped, plucked and trussed twink version.
It is a fur, fur better thing that I do, than have Nair be done.
I like helping :)
Somewhere = the nursing home
It would be unseemly for it to just flap in the wind, I know the feeling.
And, of course, you can see your back.
Bear says: &quot;Redundant&quot;.
A dog can lick it&#039;s own junk... what does that remind me of? Oh yeah! Andrew Sullivan oversharing about his ample dingus sheath.
WTF does he know about how &quot;ample&quot; it was? Did his parents save it in a jar?
Congratulations, you have discovered this one weird trick to ensure your readers lose 20 pounds. Mainly by not wanting to touch any food for a week, but still.
And here everyone has been looking for Bigfoot, when they should have been looking for Bigschmuck, instead.
<a href="http:\/\/www.9news.com.au\/world\/2014\/08\/06\/12\/37\/bear-walks-on-back-legs-like-a-human" target="_blank">Real Bear</a>
Worst episode of &quot;Sex and the City&quot; ever.
Oh Sully. Sully, Sully, Sully. He&#039;s really going absolutely bonkers behind that paywall of his, isn&#039;t he?
So people <i>pay</i> for access to Sully&#039;s website? Makes you wonder how much your own fantasies and idle erotic musings might be worth.
You know, when I was a teenager, my freshman English teacher Miss Mahoney was smokin&#039; hawt. Let me explain.....
You sure &quot;pretty&quot; wasn&#039;t a fallback compliment, for lack of anything else nice to say?
My dear old Grand-daddy used to have a saying about how clumsy I was when I was a wee tot and for some reason visions of a cub bear trying to play with his peter with boxing gloves on comes to mind