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.
I’m not sure when exactly this video was shot, but the lighting, picture quality and model styling totally reminded me of a 70’s porn video. And Daddy likes that.
It also reminded me to book my hotel for Gay Days next June. I’ll be staying in the wing with rooms by the Bear Pool…
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.
I was chatting with my housekeepers today (those girls hear some stories), and I realized that, like me, pretty much all the guys I hook up with have beards. Rarely do the smooth-faced get attention from me in real life.
Beards add something to all kinds of sex, like brushing his cock with it when you blow him, running it across his hole while you rim him or using it to mop up his incredible armpit smell while you’re fucking him. But there’s something especially intimate about petting another man’s beard while you’re kissing him.
So if you want to leave it as a one-night stand, don’t do that.
Last night with my bearfriend was great. We drank, screwed, took a couple of Vicodin, went out for steaks, drank, saw Santa, screwed and passed out. Come to think of it, it’s actually only the second time we’ve fucked under the influence.