I'm addicted to hot men. Ok, so not to the men themselves, but to looking at pictures of hot men.
I have no idea how this started or how to cure myself of this affliction. I have a feeling it started about the time I left the Rat Bastard and stopped getting Nookie. Considering this "dry-spell" last more than three years, I suppose it's understandable that I occasionally had a little taste of eye-candy.
Of course, like any addiction, what started out as an occasional high, soon moved onto being an everyday occorance.
There are times that I get down right mean if I don't have new and exciting eye-candy for my viewing pleasure. I've become a veritable expert at navigating sites such as mostbeautifulman.com.
Of course, I'm not a selfish addict. I'm of the opinion that if you have it, you should share it. Naturally I expect this to work both ways. If I share, you share.
I'm not picky. I like cowboys, with their big hats, tight jeans and various ropes.
I like half-naked men in the water, with their exposed skin, muscles glistening, water sluicing off of them.
I like men on motorcycles, with their leather clothes and all that steel between their legs. I like pecs and abs and biceps and shoulders and eyes and..well, the list is endless.
Hmm, I'm pretty sure I had a point with this blog, but I seem to have lost it somewhere around the Abs/Pecs.
If I remember, I'll be sure to get back to you.......
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