Featuring specially selected images of clothed, semi-nude, or fully nude men (and other random images of masculinity).
Often have I imagined myself sitting in the seat across from this man. As my eyes keep darting between his handsome face and down to the worn crotch of his jeans, his eyes are simply looking straight at me. It’s as if he’s telepathically saying to me, “I know you like what you see. Shall we get together or what?”