Rub-a-dub-dub isn't just for tubs anymore, people. (Though we'll still gladly take the butcher, baker, and candlestick maker all at once if that option's still on the table.) Tony's showing us that one man can rock a rub all on his lonesome, no matter where that man (and his marvelous thighs) may be. Lord, just look at them go. Nuzzlin' on up against each other. Gettin' all cozy, muscly, warm, and tight. They'll probably start sweating eventually. Chafing, maybe, too. And then who — who among us — will slide their fingers down between those tender thighs to apply the soothing ointment they'll so desperately, inevitably need? *eager jiggle* We volunteer as tribute.
Yours in thirst,
Dude A Day
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