When I first spun up Folsom Undercover on DVD, the oddities, like my dripping cock, quickly arose:
Do all men in suits wear leather harnesses underneath them?
Why do these studs LOOK like air-brushed caricatures of butch men, but don’t actually seem to BE butch?
Are those tattoos real?
Is that Neil Patrick Harris?!
And as I skipped back to the initiation scene (repeatedly), I came to realize that there’s just too much muscled veiny-ness, too much amazingly huge cock, too much straight-up hot fucking, overt voyeurism and fantasy satisfaction to overthink this one. …Or is that what I just did? < Get Dirty >
[Note to my Brother Pigs: Fisting and watersports available on director’s expanded edit of DVD and on Blu-ray.]
Although it’s still very warm where I live, the first of October has me thinking about hot men in union suits exposing themselves. And hunky MMA fighter Simon Marini is the perfect example!
Although I skipped out on the drunken debauchery of leather night last night (I heard it was a good one), I thoroughly enjoyed watching Hugh Jackman’s giant muscle physique and naked ass walk across the screen in the latest X-Men movie:
I think it was a fair trade, especially since I already made plans to get with my hairy muscle pup this afternoon…
And I think I’m starting to see what others find attractive in Adam Dacre. In the face, he’s sort of a cross between Brad Pitt, Leonardo DiCaprio and Josh Duhamel.
