Billy Connolly has to top that list, with local boy, Carl Barron, Chris Rock and Ricky Gervais closely behind.
I was introduced to Penthouse Forum in high school, and it struck a chord more than the pictures. I can still remember some of those first stories.
In search of more content a few years later, a mate of mine turned me onto Literotica. And from there, Dancing_Doll lured me over here.
Everything is better with bacon! I generally prefer crispy, but I had some tender bacon in a London hotel about a year ago that was some of the best I've ever eaten. The absolute best ever though was in a lesbian bar in Canberra a year before that, where the meat was well done and the rind was perfectly crisp and bubbled like pork crackling. Oh my God!
Is it wrong that I just got an erection?
We're mostly on the job in the morning, so nearly always yes. But nooners, afternoon delights, evening shows and late nighters, usually not.
No, thank goodness. But it's my number one concern.
As long as I need to. The biggest sex organ in the human body is the brain. Granted, my imagination might need to go a little off road the longer I go, but...
Sorry, not my cup of tea.
No, go up. Go up! I'm going below.
You had me, right up until the gentle rubbing. Spank.
I'd like to dedicate this victory to my supportive family. Thank you, Honey. Thanks for being there.
I'm all for it continuing. It's still funny. It's still insightful.
I've been holding off buying the box set until they finish. I just hope I'll be alive long enough to watch it through again. I've lost touch with it a bit over recent seasons, especially through that tedious musical montage phase they went through. But I'm hoping to catch up one day.
I guess they'll have to call it quits when a few of the main actors die. Phil Hartman and Marcia Wallace are definitely missed, but it's not too big an ask to press on without them. If Hank Azaria or Harry Shearer go, that'll wipe out half the cast. And if any of the core family go too, that'll surely be the end for the show.
Pass. Sorry, I'm not that curious.
Away with you, you brute!
No. I occasionally run an electric trimmer through it to neaten it up a bit. But I would if my partner wanted me to.
Nope, I'm quite happy with mine.
Yes, but...
You've really got to be in the moment and getting carried away with yourself. Clean, of course. And really attracted to her. Well, that last one might be enough on it's own. I could rim Scarlett Johansson right now before shaking her hand. Just saying.
One time I did it though, I was a little too tentative. I was nervous, not only about licking a woman's asshole, but also about her reaction. Time stopped in one of those movie-like awkward moments. Not good. Not good at all.
Um...I don't actually have a cock preference. Shouldn't you be asking the gals this one?
For the record though, I'm circumcised.
Honestly, I don't know. It's a hot fantasy, and in fact one of my favourites. But the reality...? Probably not.
I've inadvertently done it once. I didn't realise until afterwards when I was in the shower and there was blood on my cock. Okay, I know how inattentive as a lover that makes me sound...fuck you, I'm married!
Admittedly, I was a little grossed out at the time. But all said and done, it's no big deal.
Usually the cramps are so bad that sex isn't an option. Otherwise, she's such a bitch, I don't want to be anywhere near her.
In my youth, once or twice a day. Now, maybe three or four times a week.