Hump Day, Week 21
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.
A smile that lights up a room and lights up your britches. A smile worth filling. So filled that the brillant smile turns into a drooling stretched grimace of hunger. (If guys only knew what I do to them in my mind everyday. I’d probably get tons of play or get kicked in the balls for being a perv all the time.)
There is something so electric about this guy’s energy. No, it’s pretty damn nuclear. He’s a power plant that will you know will go hours and hours and hours before even a hint of meltdown. Drop a bomb like this on me and I’ll show you Hiroshima. The body is pretty slamming, too. (and slam-worthy). I like the biceps a lot. Wrapping my hands around them would be a nice alternative to gripping the hips, thighs, or waist while we’re going at it like two stuck Labradors. You know…all the licking and wrestling and humping and drooling.
He’s got one of those weird animal tooth necklaces like one of the previous Hump Day guys did too. You can’t count that in discovering my patterns. It’s just a coincidence. But I do like the dog tag. That’s pretty hot. Whether he’s biting down on it to take the focus off the pain, or it’s swinging like a pendulum from his chest, up to his forehead, and back again with each long deep one, it totally works for me.
May 25th, 2006 at 5:30 am
Oh yes we CAN count the animal-tooth pattern (there are no coincidences!) But this one looks like he bought it in a store rather than dynamiting a Beaver in pursuit of his fashion choices.
You? A perv? NEVER?
May 25th, 2006 at 7:15 am
“Two stuck Labradors” I love how you write Tony! Hot and graphic all at once.
Bewildered - dynamiting a beaver lol
May 25th, 2006 at 2:43 pm
I’ll go get the bucket of cold water……………..LOL! He is cute. I like the dimples.
May 25th, 2006 at 9:06 pm
Yeah, baby. Now you’re getting somewhere.
A+
May 26th, 2006 at 5:22 am
Hmmmmm,…..
May 26th, 2006 at 7:51 am
Damn fine looking one there! I’l take a few to pass out to all of my friends for birthday and Christmas presents!
May 27th, 2006 at 2:59 am
I’m sure you noticed his successful effort to make cleavage out of his tits. Since you’re a tits man.
May 27th, 2006 at 8:41 am
His name is Ryan LeBar and he’s a “model” in Toronto.
He’s also surprisingly taller (and tanner) in person.
May 29th, 2006 at 3:02 pm
I wanna just to say hi!
so HI!