I posted a leather corset picture last month from Corset Dreams that could’ve been from RetroRaunch. It was pretty enough, but probably a little tame for some tastes. Here’s something that’s more likely to suit those who walk on the wild side:

Loooooove those nipple rings! This corset model is “Astrid,” and like most of the others at AMF Korsets it’s available in lots of colors. They also sell metal gear, masks, restraints, belts, and-no kidding-wings. Beautiful, twisted stuff, from “a division of the aesthetic meat factory.”

From an exceptionally hot entry by Philip at Hot Action:

Your lipstick colour should function as an advertisement for the colour of your nipples. Whether it’s the sweetest pale pink or the deepest golden brown, let me know what I’m getting. Take your time to find the correct shade. It’s important. ….

Putting on lip gloss is a surrogate for holding your breast in one hand and my hard cock in the other as you squeeze hot slippery fluid out of my cock-head and rub it around on your nipple.

If you’re just sitting around at the bar, an even better plan would be to take your bottle of Astroglide out of your purse and squirt a little bit on your fingers.

Rub your fingers together. Then rub your fingers on your lips. Close the bottle and put it back in your purse. Wipe fingers on skirt. Look me in the eye. Smile.

This has never actually happened to me, which is probably a good thing because I think my cock would rip right through the front of my pants.

If we chix don’t take his advice, this is what could happen to us. sigh… Well, we can wish for it!

Bacchus has offered lots of evidence supporting his preference for natural breasts. The last was a sad photo of a pretty woman with an awful boob job. Via Daze Reader I learned that men are, er, plumping their penises with silicone too. The awful photographic evidence is hidden behind this link. What kind of guy would prefer psychological sexual stimulation to getting a blow job, or actual sex? Don’t answer that, on second thought, I don’t want to know.

Now, to soothe your tortured eyeballs, here’s something much better, from Fred at Good Shit:

And remember, people: silicone is for computers, not tits and dicks.

In days of yore, when men were men, and pledges were sore….

I went to a blessedly frat-free college, and this picture is way before my time anyway. So I don’t really know if the whole frat-spanking thing was ever real, or is more an artifact of collegiate legend, writ larger in the nostalgic recollections of drunken alumni.

But I figured Aphrodite and the “more pictures of guys” choir would appreciate these young men bent over in their athletic briefs:

Thanks to Spanking Blog.

And now the Nymph and I are off to catch the train for New Orleans. Mardi Gras here we come!

This is the best link advertising an RSS feed I’ve ever seen:

“Click here to have my big hard blog stuffed lovingly up your RSS”

Who can resist that? So get yourself over to Rentboy Diaries and assume the proper position already! :D

[And, Bacchus, the photo wasn’t found on a gay porn site, despite my terminology suggesting otherwise. Would you consider a nude shot of yourself (your smile can match his any day, you know) “gay porn?”]

If you thought Mel Gibson looked good all painted with woad and shouting “FREEDOM!”, you might approve of this picture just as much:

Personally, I think she’s a lot cuter than Mel Gibson.

From Naked Protesters.

Apologies for the lack of substantial posts lately. When things get busy, I like to fob you off with images, because they are quick and easy. This next one demonstrates the old adage “Many hands make light work.” Or should that be “Many mouths”?