In addition to underwear shopping today, I need to start shopping for my Birthday Boyfriend. My birthday is this weekend, but it looks like no one in my Little Black Book is going to be in town…or even in the state!
Finding a Lebanese hunk like Raul Korso would be a great way to fill that hole…
I love Christopher Daniels with a beard, but I’m kinda surprised by his extra-lean look. I mean, I’m down to 11% body fat, and I look chunky next to him. I prefer him with a little more meat on his bones.
Don’t get me wrong. I still find him super hot. But it’s going to make me think twice about leaning down any more myself.
Although it hasn’t been that long since I was last at underwear night, I feel like there’s been a dearth of arousing men’s undergear in my life. Sure, it’s butt-ass cold outside, but there’s got to be some ski lodge somewhere with a roaring fireplace packed with men in nothing but their skivvies.
Okay, so I may not be into the guys (Kayden Gray is somewhat doable), but I’m definitely into the scene. I haven’t had someone worship my feet in far too long, and I’d be happy to reward him by letting him smell my socks while I fuck him.
I know just the guy for the job, but he’s out of town until next week! I don’t think my feet can wait that long…