Aug 25, 2016
First Day of Class Beefcake and Bulges
I love the first day of class. The campus has been mostly deserted all summer, but today it springs to life with thousands of new students and faculty members, dozens of new opportunities.
8:30 am. Meeting with my new teaching assistant, a tall, buffed former football player who just began grad school.
I can't wait to start sending him on errands.
I get five smiles and three cruisy eye-crotch-eye looks.
And it gets better from there.
The full post, with nude photos and sexual content, is on Tales of West Hollywood.