I've been threatening this week for some time now, I haven't been home one evening since Monday. What a change from my normal diurnal existence. Well, not really a change just an addition to the normal week. I capped the week off by heading out to a bar last night, I know twice in one month after years of non-participation. It was a strange night, wedding announcements, departures, new friends and old adversaries. The night was dark and men were in jeans, not like they would have been twenty years ago, but the ubiquitous Levi 501's have never faded from popularity even as the have become a style dinosaur. Something makes me believe that when the futuristic metallic suit becomes the uniform of the day that gay men will still be donning Levi's on their way out cruising. Perhaps tomorrow night I'll post men all in or out of their Levi's.Pits.

I don't know which foto to label pecs and which abs. You can choose your favorite, they are pretty interchangeable.

Piss.

Frank Fanucchi.

Dick. As if you all need to be told.

Balls. Or abs, or hands.

Butt. Or slab or abs or legs.

Feet.

Everyone looks better half hidden in black. Even me.