Friday, 2 November 2007


Besides hands, I have quite a thing for veins at the surface of the skin - running down arms and legs and across chests like wires. I guess it's the hotness of blood or the workings of the circuitry that fizzes my own oils. Still, this fetish is somewhat uncredited, which makes the coming across men with this desired leanness, random and rare. Here's a selection:

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