It's very hard for me to not touch muscle ... even my own -- I secretly adore my body because I love my muscle, too. Yeah, I guess I'm kinda sick
If I see a guy with muscle, it takes everything I have inside me to not go up and touch him. It's not really so much a sexual thing with me ... it goes much deeper than that. It's a complete sensory experience for me.
It's delicious in an aesthetic, sensual way. I love the look of muscle, the lines of a body with muscle, the combined sensation of how tight the skin is wrapped around the bulging musculature.
Basically, I'm a muscle addict and I don't want to be cured