Got home from the gym and started to strip off my sweaty stinky clothes before stepping into the shower and saw in the mirror through the material of my shirt as it went over my head how much I liked the direction my arms are heading. Then, because I’m a needy exhibitionist teenager looking for affirmation from strangers, I thought about reenacting the scene for the objective eye of my iPhone’s camera and posting the results here for y’all.
HNThumper LI: Sheer looker
No hiding the Looker in these underwear.
HNThumper L: You’re soaking in it
Nothing fancy. Just the Looker 02 and me in the tub.
HNThumper XLIX: La cage revient
The new Jail Bird is back and in fighting shape. Vastly improved over my first one, expect a nauseatingly detailed report at some point in the future. In the mean time, click the jump for the new kid’s official debut photo.
HNThumper XLVIII: Cabin life
Waking up at the cabin on the first morning of the long, long July 4th weekend. Sucks to be us.
Click the jump for the smut.
HNThumper XLVII: Peeking PA
Another HNT moment stolen as I was getting dressed. Please partake in this precocious PA peek.
HNThumper XLVI: Tab A out of slot B
This is another comparison shot of the Steelheart and it’s usual occupant.
HNThumper XLV: Daily Show
Watching the Daily Show, well protected.
HNThumper XLIV: Shouldered
A shoulder, a fair bit of chest hair, and a smattering of freckles.
Previous HNThumpers here. Read all about Half-Nekkid Thursday over at Osbasso’s.
HNThumper XLIII: Armed
Woke up, stretched, and said to myself, “Hmm. OK. I can take a picture of that.”