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I get asked a lot what kind of guys I like. I never have a good answer to that question because I really don’t have a type. I like all kinds of guys. I don’t have preferences according to height, weight, hair color, race, any of that stuff. It really just depends on the guy. So I’m starting this little experiment. Since Wednesday is “Hump Day,” once a week I’ll post a picture of a guy that, given the opportunity, I would definitely hump. By the end of the year, I’ll see if there is a pattern that defines my “type.” This, of course, is done all in the name of science. NOTE: For more thorough research, click on the image.

Okay, so this one is kind of young. I admit it. I’m guessing about nineteen or twenty. And that age doesn’t usually turn my crank. I’m probably going to catch hell from a particular friend of mine because I tease him about his taste for youngins. But having a cupcake every once in a while ain’t going to hurt me. It ain’t going to kill my taste for nice aged beef either.

The obvious charm of this fella is his muscled up athletic body. Seems like from the picture that he is playing beach volleyball. And my first wet dream when I was a teenager was about a volleyball player. So, it figures. But what I really like best are his facial features. They are all so big. Big nose, square head, plump lips…ooooh, how I love plump lips…and a jaw you could crack nuts with. Hell, that’s a jaw you can bust a nut with. And that’s the thing. Imagine that huge jaw sort of just unhinging and taking in absolutely everything you got….whole. (okay, my whole body just trembled.)

All those big features shouldn’t add up to him being as good-looking as he is . But somehow it just all works. I love looking down at a good-looking guy while he’s getting his suck on. (Of course, no matter what you look like, to me everyone looks just a little bit better when they’re swallowing me…or at least trying to.) I like to hold a dude’s head in my hands and guide him a bit and stroke is cheek bones with my thumbs, or trace my fingers around the contours of his face. And this guy has a lot of features to explore. Just call me Admiral Byrd.

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