Guys With iPhones Have No Comment
Usually, we have a slew of pithy annotations or semi-clever rhymes to spice up our weekly brew of naked Guys with iPhones. This week–*sigh*–we’re plum tuckered out. Don’t kill us, comment instead!
Usually, we have a slew of pithy annotations or semi-clever rhymes to spice up our weekly brew of naked Guys with iPhones. This week–*sigh*–we’re plum tuckered out. Don’t kill us, comment instead!
If brought to trial for loving smut,
It’s clear our case is Open-Shut.
Guys with iPhones help us bust a nut,
No “ifs” or “ands,” but lots of butt.
Hold the phone! It’s coming true!
Guys with iPhones called for you!
You always knew just you’d do.
And if you didn’t, here’s a clue…
Not to get base
In our naked boy chase,
But our hormones are stuck
On guys we’d like to fuck.
Our love for schlong
Makes us stand strong.
With Guys With iPhones,
We can’t go wrong.
Morning sex has been on our minds recently. After morning sex, comes breakfast…if you like the dude. In this week’s parade of iPhone photo-snapping men, here’s the menu we’d serve to start off the day. Each of these men mean a well-balanced breakfast indeed!
What turns us on should not perplex.
Meet the men we want to sex.
…along with every other type of man meat available. Looking at the group of men snapping instant self-portraits, our mouth starts watering, our loins start grumbling, and we crave to get our lips around all that juicy, plump manflesh. Come…check out our selection.
Breathe in the rejuvenating spring air! What is that refreshing fragrance? You may think it’s all the budding flowers spreading their perfumed aromas. But, no, it’s the scent of Man giving off the wondrous odor from his masculine flowers.
Or should we say ass-up? This week’s guys have some of the most amazing penises we’ve seen on the site in a while. They’re delicious, cunning, dangerous. If we’re not careful, they’ll send us into a stupor drunk with lust. Each reminds us of a cocktail from our more debauched days.
As seasoned patrons of the symphony and opera, we love the sound of the live orchestra — full, lush, and tickling the pleasure points in our brains. Naked men do the same thing (Duh!). We’ve always had a kinky fantasy of watching a group of nude hunks playing musical instruments. We’ve found our men. Now we’ll tell you the instruments.
Don’t look up their sleeves! Trickery is on the minds of Guys with iPhones. A series of photos are like watching magical optical illusions, making us look twice to see if our eyes are deceiving us. Or being enchanted when something, like a rock hard cock — Presto! — appears out of thin air! Sit back, relax, and enter the Magic Castle of Porn, where getting off is all about slight of lubed-up hand.
Now that we’re at the tail end of winter, our minds are wandering towards our summer vacation. What would be better than an old fashioned road trip across the good ol’ U.S. of A.? Since we’re ramping up this election year, 2012 is the time to become one with the home of the brave, and the natural wonders we can discover from sea to shining sea.
Somewhere over the rainbow lie Guys with iPhones, who this week are wearing accessories as bright and bold as the colors we love waving during pride parades. These honchos are letting their true colors shine through, on t-shirts, jock straps, cum rags and cock rings. Bring all these boys together, and–voilĂ –we’ve got Joseph and his Technicolor Dreamcoat.
Despite years of ogling Guys with iPhones, it never crossed our minds what their sexual predilections might be. Are they gay? Straight? What sex act do they like best? Do they love rimming? Are they tops or bottoms? Well, today, we’re gonna take a guess as to who are tops and who are bottoms. Join us as we figure out who prefers pitching and who likes to catch.
Size queens rejoice. The horse hung have stampeded their way onto Guys with iPhones. From a dude who looks as hung as the bulls he was running from, to a twink who’s hiding a surprising serpent, there’s something to make even the staunchest top want to bend over and take it like a man’s man. Bust out the tape measure, fellas. There’s a few for the record books today.