At the risk of letting my bias steer this conversation, I’m just going to put it out there that I have a huge, inexplicable boner for flannel shirts. It might be a residual effect of having lived through the nineties grunge era, or it could very well have something to do with the time I spent in Brooklyn in the late-aughts… But I think it goes deeper than that?
Flannel shirts feel like a masculine drag of sorts. They remind me of the ruggedly handsome men who woke my sexuality, the models I used to jerk off to in my parents’ basement. To this day, I imagine picking one up and getting a big whiff of sweat, cum and a myriad of manly man-scents.
Thanks to this bizarre fetishization of flannel shirts, I found myself wildly turned on by ‘s video between Chance and Zach. Even though the sex is vaguely mechanical and devoid of any passion whatsoever, I was rock hard solely because they kept their shirts on for the majority of the video. My dick couldn’t even help itself—it’s got a major flannel fetish.
When it finally comes time to blow, Chance’s cum shot is extremely anticlimactic, and Zach oozes out a nice, thick load. It’s nothing remarkable by any means, and yet I’d still revisit this video just for the mere visual of these two hot, amateur fuckers doing it in flannel shirts. Is it just me? Or does this do it for anyone else?
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