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You posted this just because you see I'm online.

It's true: beefy, stocky, meaty, well-rounded, voluptuous men -- we're all incredibly hot and ridiculously passionate.

But there are limits.

In gay parlance, "chubby" sure doesn't mean what it actually means. "Chubby" means FUCKING GIGANTIC SLOB.

Even I won't go there.

Dripping, oozing fat rolls and cake crumbs stuck in his chest hair just don't do it for me.

But a guy who knows how to worship a plate of pasta -- oh, yeah. I'll fish out an extra meatball from the pot for him any old day.

Gandolfini-size is about my upper limit. OK, maybe one and one half Gandolfini-size.

Rule of thumb: if you push him down he should not ROLL more than two feet in any direction.

I just slept with a big guy last night, too, Nomi!

Figure the odds of that. Pretty solid, actually.

CBR's right.

Us bear guys have thicker dicks.

I love it when the skinny guys scope me out, obviously wanting to be smothered in my beefy, hairy goodness. I love it more when I ignore them and go for the big men. The skinny fucks think they should get whoever they want by virtue of their low body-fat percentage but they're wrong. It's great fun to put them in their place.