... Like when you are walking along a street and you notice a hunky young man, doll-size (under my own, namely 5'9") with broad shoulders, slim waist, a manly neck and a pair of ass cheeks with the perfect oval shape, meaty, well-rounded, not too bubbly, not flattened, totally eyeball-boggling, hiding and revealing themlseves at every motion of the hips and lefs under a tight underwear under a white shorts... I didn't even get hard... well, maybe I had to fight it: the street is pure downtown and you bet there is always a breeder guy or woman noticing that your eyeballs are rolling under your eyeglasses and your brain is slobbering at the other guy's lovely restrained loco-motion. Then the day after or a couple of days later you have a similar, if not the exact same sight...
... then there are all those redheaded tourists, the manly, the boyish, the young dads, every one of them so cute (I always thought foreigners were rather Neanderthalish-fugly compared to Spaniard redheads, who are cute as a rule)... then the blond ones, oozing sex from every ring of hair, eyelash, eyeball, every stare, every pore and even through the waft of the shirts over their athletic shoulders... hell, I am pleased even by the sight of freshmen uptight slim dolls with perfect skin, old-fashioned "emo" haircut, big glasses and high-end store overpriced clothing.i
I'm not anything as [proudly] lecherous and raunchy as Kyanimal
, I'm not actually as smolderingly lusty as I used to be until recently, and lately even the daily jo/s are a burden, let alone thinking about meeting a whore, especially when the best ones are now travelling abroad and there are no finer ones coming, at least until July or, worse, August, when I am away from town... damn I didn't even WANT to write this, but I felt I HAD to... and I still find a certain displeasure in all those silly pleasing little joys when I am not interested in them any more and the only thing I can make of them is a stupid thread on a gay porn site for my fellow losers to read.
... then there are all those redheaded tourists, the manly, the boyish, the young dads, every one of them so cute (I always thought foreigners were rather Neanderthalish-fugly compared to Spaniard redheads, who are cute as a rule)... then the blond ones, oozing sex from every ring of hair, eyelash, eyeball, every stare, every pore and even through the waft of the shirts over their athletic shoulders... hell, I am pleased even by the sight of freshmen uptight slim dolls with perfect skin, old-fashioned "emo" haircut, big glasses and high-end store overpriced clothing.i
I'm not anything as [proudly] lecherous and raunchy as Kyanimal



