The eleventh – and special New Year’s Eve – installment of HNThumper again features the Steelworxx Steelheart. Plus, a picture of my face. Intrigued? More after the jump…
HNThumper X
Unsurprisingly, today’s HNT is all about the new Steelheart. NSFW picture after the jump…
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This HNT was snapped by my very own Belle Fille yesterday in the pool of our Mexican vacation villa just after getting me all worked up (which may be somewhat obvious). I was skinny dipping, but Belle, being the more demure of the two of us, decided to wear her suit since there are a few windows overlooking our patio. I, being the family exhibitionist, don’t really care who sees what.
A short while later, I was basking on a lounge chair in the hot afternoon sun, still naked as the day I was born, enjoying the heat on my body and the breeze over my skin. Vacation, my friends, is a wonderful thing.
I’ll see you all next week!
P.S. I’m posting this from my iPhone for the first time so I’m not exactly sure how it’s going to work out. Or how much it’s going to cost in international data roaming charges…
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I took this a while back when I was locked up less frequently. Recently, I’ve had fewer and fewer opportunities to take a picture like this (and not because I’ve stopped showering).
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Turns out, if I hold my phone way up over my head, I can take a picture of my ass. Who knew?
Click for a larger version where you can count my freckles.
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HNThumper VI
The new lock, doing its thing.
You can also see the growing cracks on the CB6K. Gonna have to do something about that pretty soon..
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“Joel, you wanna know something? Every now and then say, ‘What the fuck.’ ‘What the fuck’ gives you freedom. Freedom brings opportunity. Opportunity makes your future.” – Risky Business (1983)
WTF or not, I acknowledge that I may be doing this wrong. I may have crossed a line. I dunno. I’m trying to be arty and as non-porn-like as possible. I’m trying not to be obvious. I don’t know. You tell me. Too much? Am I too hung up on the whole cock thing? I guess on the plus side, no underwear this time!
I’m putting this one behind the jump because it’s way NSFW. Also, a note to the potentially squeamish: if genital piercing squicks you out, don’t bother.
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OK, I admit it. There’s something slightly intoxicating about the prospect of hundreds of strangers getting a look at me that’s usually withheld for Belle or my doctor. I do like the idea that unknown eyes are on my body (and even some known eyes). It feeds my latent exhibitionism and I suppose is similar to the motivation that’s behind the obsessive blogging of my life’s most intimate details. In any event, I’m following up my last foray into HNT with this sequel.
Conceptually, it’s the same deal as before except this time I’m not in the CB6K. You can make out the profile of the circumcised cock I gave to Belle beneath the tight white fabric (even the bump caused by the ball on the curved barbell PA jewelry near its head). What you can’t see is the heavy chrome cock ring I’m wearing as a reminder of her control. At least, not until you click past the jump…
