The buffet is open f@ggs.

My own natural smell gets me going af. And not just me: everybody who knows it will agree. My girl, my gimps. Everybody who's been that lucky.

Rich. Intensive. Manly. Stimulating. Nourishing.

My penis. My balls. My armpits. My socks. My boots inside.

My cheese.

Whether it's due to the diet, the genes, a mix of it all: the fragrance will get you on fire in a matter of seconds. Just as it did here, I'm exploding from a semi-hard cock as soon as the smell hit my nostrils. Pure testosterone smell.

The buffet's open. Eat gimp. It's good for you.