Hairy musing

I suppose I ought to point out for the slower kids at the back that there's a vague theme connecting several of my recent posts: chest hair.

I love chest hair. No, really, I do.

Even if it's just the lightest dusting.

But you have no idea how hard it is to find non-bearish gayboys with a decent covering of body hair.

Or maybe you do. What do I know?

But this sort of lush outcropping is as rare as anything really rare you can think of.

Instead, I usually have to make do with photos of smoothy hunks like this one:

Which, I suppose, in the great scheme of things, is not really a Hardship, per se.