#massive masculinity

Let’s twitch again.

(like we did last summer!)

Such a challenge getting it to hang just right...

To really appreciate what makes me so fucking special, you gotta look at the details of my muscular achievements…

Like, checking out how fucking thick my chest is.

But these arms, fuck man, guys will spend hours squeezing them…they need both hands just get around one.

Well, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet.

Take a step back—if you can—

Look below… Now you start to see how it all fits together. Thighs, pecs, shoulders, tapered waist, handsome mug.

And the crotch.

Fuck yeah, the crotch: where it all comes together, where it all begins and ends.

So now take a few more steps away… damn I know you don’t want to.

…

Now… I guess I don’t need to tell you why you’re breathing heavily and sweating like crazy. Not to mention what that tingling sensation of something deep inside might be.

“What is it about me that makes you want to tear off your underwear??” The young muscled gawd asked me…

I told him “it isn’t my underwear that I want to tear off..”

You believed in me hard enough to get my shirt off

…and to see my

impossibly jacked torso

Now stay with me a little longer and I’ll show you how huge the condoms get that I keep in in these tiny pockets!

Black Sundae

I eat because it makes my mind feel good.

I touch my muscles to give myself a nice tingly feeling in the cock area.

Yeah, right there. Mmmmhmm.

And I flex because it gives you a tingly feeling in your cock. 

Damn, I’m good!!