In 1952, George Platt Lynes took this photograph of Robert F. Bishop.
I’m a bit shy about reblogging this, mostly because I don’t want to get struck by the gods of Tumblr. And he’s not even my kind of pretty, from the neck up that is.
But, but, when it comes to making naked (oh ok, naked cocks) look good, I really like it old-school like this - the light, the shadow, the veins,… Muscles, too. There’s such a huge, delicious difference to all those pink/purple/dark dicks next to iPhones in mirrors. It’s just the aesthetic/pervert in me crying out for the waste, the waste…
(Though one reason I don’t get it could be that since I’m Finnish, I’ve seen the saggy and hairy bits and parts of various folks since I was little, so I’m just not impressed with nudity as a means of seduction. No wonder the closest I get to porn is either drawn or written.)