porn, ppv and pb&j

i'm usually not one to brag (publicly), but i looked pretty damn fantastic today.

chocolate colored oxford - athletic cut. brown steve madden slip ons. but the coup that solidified it all was the pair of denim i recently acquired. the particular label just released an 'unwashed' line. the color was a rich indigo with some cool looking contrast stitching. but the best part? they were also fitted low riders - which cupped my ass brilliantly.

you know when you wear something that speaks for you? you don't even need to utter a single word while you wear the item - it just brings out a previously untapped level of 'fuck me' appeal? that's what these jeans were doing. and you know what they said? (i know you want to know).

'i'm a hardcore top and i'll make you my bitch. but if you think you can tame this - it's all yours, baby.'

the last time i was so blatantly checked out in regular intervals, i was wearing considerably less clothing.

recognize.

in other news...i have no news. i've written plenty enough the past few days - but nothing that is currently worth posting. work always hijacks my writing ability; i've noticed i fare better on the weekend when i can focus all of my energy on sex.

the only worthwhile output i've had this week is popping out a few watching a vid on machofucker - which is now, without a doubt, my number one go-to for interracial bareback porn. usually, I'm a fan of ppv rather than a 'company' site. with ppv, i feel like i get more jack for my buck. i can jump around from a dawson gangbang to will west's dick having some quality 1:1 time with someone's twitching hole. all that - within the click of a mouse.

(technology & porn is like a warm pb&j sandwich. simply awesome.)

however, watching 'giulio' pound the shit out of 'lucas' was truly a heartwarming sight. i love it when a jackrabbit fuck is done just right; which is, in my mind, an undervalued and unappreciated skill-set.