Saw a guy on the street the other day, great face, great chest, huge shoulders...then he (walking faster than me) passed me and I caught sight of his ass.
I only realized I had stopped breathing when I started to feel dizzy.
Perfect globes (in thin (yay!) black (boo!*) basketball shorts). Solid as solid can be; I could tell by the way it moved (and didn't) as he walked. Not a touch of wobble. Just pure muscle and poetry in motion. I did speed up to keep him in sight, but didn't follow him after his path diverged from mine, because THAT would be creepy.
Sorry, no picture (see comments above re: following, and multiply by 100). But the image is burned into my brain.
*black cloth doesn't show shape as much
I only realized I had stopped breathing when I started to feel dizzy.
Perfect globes (in thin (yay!) black (boo!*) basketball shorts). Solid as solid can be; I could tell by the way it moved (and didn't) as he walked. Not a touch of wobble. Just pure muscle and poetry in motion. I did speed up to keep him in sight, but didn't follow him after his path diverged from mine, because THAT would be creepy.

Sorry, no picture (see comments above re: following, and multiply by 100). But the image is burned into my brain.
*black cloth doesn't show shape as much



































