Okay, now let me kiss and lick your hard biceps after those workouts.
And I'd like to worship the rest of his bicep body!
Oh man I'm in iLove for this new addition to Guys with iPhones. I need more and more and more and more submissions from him forever and a day into the new year.
Oh I've created a new category here on Magmozine.com! Bicep Worship! celebrates my new found love slash fetish for the male bicep. Now guys on YouTube, this is how you fucking do a bicep video, show it off from all angles and all flex styles.
Trust me, the entire Fall magmozine will NOT be all Biceps. I'm just getting it out of my system. Today at work I wanted to lick a dozen new biceps on husbands, boyfriends, guys walking around the store, grabbing things, their triceps flexing, their biceps flexing as they moved their arms. I told you I had a sudden Bicep fetish. It's all new to me!
So I went shopping today to a toy store for a friend of the family's birthday party coming up and I made some repeated eye contacts with this huge beefy latino dude at the store. He wore tight blue jeans, simple loose black/grayish faded shirt and that's all I remember him wearing. Fuck if I knew if he had shoes or not, his body kept my eyes from an ass level on upwards. He also had beefy arms, the kind where there's muscle but hidden under a gentle layer of some bulge. His huge biceps were covered in tats, I was mesmorized.
His skin tone was dark, I'm hispanic and always mistaken for "white" as I'm not apparently dark enough to some shithead's standards as to what hispanic men should be so they label me "white" even though I do look hispanic, but this beefy Latino was much darker than me.
My point is I get frustrated in these situations because I'm always expecting the guy to approach me and I'm sure he maybe was expecting me to approach him first. Who really knows anymore. Sexually interested people are always exchanging looks, glances, smiles but most of the time neither take the next step forward because we know we're in a "straight" common area. If the set up was taking place in a gay bar well we all know that we'd be talking already about past boyfriends and showing off each other's makeout skills. But in these "straight" common areas I tend to keep to myself.
My advice for myself and for others caught in the same situation, here's what we should plan on doing during our next encounter. We could either make direct eye contact after repeated eye contacts and say "Sorry, do we know each other from somewhere?" but that usually leads to pathetic babble that then leads into weird conversations leaving both telling ourselves afterwards, "why the fuck did I say that!?"
So really all you need to do is find something on him that you can start a conversation with him about. For example, the beefy arm tattooed Latino, I SHOULD have asked him about his tattoos and about how I'm always thinking of getting one. He would then hopefully & happily show off his bicep and shoulder by lifting up his shirt to expose his tat. Now I'm not lying because like most of us we've all thought about getting a tat at one point or other but I at least always have the problem of never knowing exactly where to put it on my body. I could ask him what spots would be great for a tat on the body, you never know he may just tell me that he has a tat on his ass and on his abs, maybe show me outside in parking lot. YUM!
Or if you want to be dramatic without saying a word you could just be in the same aisle he is in and when he has his back turned to you you purposely drop a few items off the shelf as if you "accidently" lost control of certain shelved items. Hopefully he'll turn around, help you and then you can start talking, exchanging names, find out he has a girlfriend type shit. But at least you got his attention. And even if he doesn't say hello or doesn't even bothering help you, he will always remember the cute guy who dropped stuff in a store aisle. And then the next time you see each other in your local store he may have a reason to approach you about "being careful with what you handle" type line.
Oh beefy Latino with the arm tats, hopefully soon fate will allow me to "bump" into you again at one of my surrounding stores for a 2nd chance encounter. This time I know what I'll do/say to you.
