R11, that was awful. Jesus Fuckin' Christ, where is the goddam bleach??? I need it for my eyes. Husky, stocky, WHATEVER you choose to call it, it all means the same thing: FAT.
He's fat. There's no "fit" about it.
This is how most bodybuilders look like when they are not competing. They have so much water in them that the muscle definition isn't so pronounced.
No that's muscular not fat. Fat would be if the pecs sagged. You elder gays have tits, anyone who calls him fat is speaking udder nonsense.
Yes it's muscle with a lot of water weight, but the end result still looks like tits, and it ain't sexy. Muscularity without definition looks like being inflated like a balloon.
I know this girl and her name is Virgina, I thought it was Virginia and she misspelled it, but it was actually VIR-GINA.
She said, "Oh you can jist calls me, Ver-gine-ey." With the gine, rhyming with whine or mine.
She wasn't even a lezzie or anything perverted like that. She wasn't even a negro.
Just my type too, OP.
Those nips need a hard chewing.
I feel sorry for the responses you are getting OP, but keep in mind that the beauty ideal in the DL seems to be that of an anorexic, diseased looking twink.
Hello fat old e-ffeminate at r43.
Ain't getting any young dick these days, huh?
If that dude is "fat" or has "tits" then it screams to the widespread body dymorphia that apparently does plague a lot of gay and bisexual males. It also says some of you are exomorphic who are also under-weight for your height and body type...
Not fat. You can tell he has low bodyfat by the tightness of his pecs.
I met the most glorious example of fit-fat yesterday. This guy came into my work. He was 20-25, about 6'3". Big meaty ass in his jeans, big meaty arms and barrel chest. His cheeks flushed every time he had to look me in the eye. So cute! What was really hot though---he had on a super tight white t-shirt and his permanently erect nipples were about to burst through. So fucking hot. I wanted to take him in the back room and get him naked, but had to be professional, dammit.
No, he's just straight-up HOT.
The Talladega Tire Man is fit fat.
Hmm, I think the beer might be starting to tell on him, but I wouldn't kick him out of bed by any means. I would require him to take the earrings out and he'd have to wear something to cover that stupid tattoo--a shirt that he kept wide open for me to be nourished on those titties--I would suck them until he started to lactate. He would stroke my head and call me son, even though I am old enough to be his father. After sucking him I would have to put him over my knee and administer a firm but friendly spanking and then I would have to give him a prostate exam.
r11, that was great--I would like almost all of those men for my male harem. They would all inhabit my gay mansion and cater to as well as anticipate my every whim and passion--needless to say all those asscheeks would be slapped up, flipped and rubbed down frequently. My sleeping postion would be to have one guy holding me while my hand would be exploring the asscrack of another and a different one each night. All would have a wardrobe of uniforms and snug Levis/Wranglers to wear. They would be required to kiss and fondle me frequently. The more intellectual among them would read a passage of pornographic literature to me as a bedtime story and at Christmas time they would all dress as elves, only bottomless with me being the Father Christmas dressed in leather.