Showing posts with label boxer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boxer. Show all posts

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Andrei Arlovski

Oh, Andrei...
you were so sweet and sexy and baby-faced!

Dazzling with those eyes and soft,
subtle pouts.

(Oh, they grow up so fast!)

And thennnnn....something happened!

What the fuck!?!?
(I mean, it's hot, but...uh, overkill?)

Now, y'all know I love a freak.
Love 'em.
Crazy gets wild in the bedroom, too.
But damn, Geena!


Getting into some werewolf-zombie role-play
shit might be outta my league.

He starting to look one sparkler short of a parade, kids!


I don't care how crazy he is or
how big his damned package is...

...he sure seem to get knocked-the-fuck-out a lot.

Not that there's anything wrong with that.
Tame that beast!

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Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Jason Chambers


I love the new push for sports men to
sell themselves as sex objects!
("Yes, please!")


Cute little Jason Chambers might be a bad-ass
in the ring...


but I just kindly think of him as a long-lost
brother of David Boreanaz!


That stubble just makes the whole look!


These guys look very skilled with
their big sticks.
And, oh my--they seem to have gotten
one another wet.


Ripped and bulging like the Hulk
works just fine for me, young'in!


And still super-nova-hot all dressed
up and dapper.


The tough guy routine
never gets old...


nor does the disaffected, "What? I'm a
sex symbol?" bit.



But owning that sultry brood is the best!

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