It seems like one of two things is happening in the world in which this particular gym bro exists...Either (1) he truly puts the "dumb" in "dumb jock" to keep getting himself into this exact same situation or (2) he gets off on the humiliation...maybe even both.
Either way, there are scenarios in which the humiliation could be much, much worse...Losing his shirt for the first flinch, his gym shorts for the second, and his boxers for the third (leaving him in nothing but his jockstrap). For the fourth flinch, he'd get a choice...either get his head shaved for a final chance to preserve a few final shreds of dignity (and not flinch on the fifth attempt) OR simply accept his fate...having something humiliating (such as DUMB JOCK, LOSER, or STOOGE) written across his chest and then being mercilessly tarred and feathered in nothing but his jock.
Let's be honest...I think he'd probably get off on it.
Do I think he flinched? Not even close. He more than flinched this time. Damn near jumped off the stool. Maybe next time dump inside the shirt and shorts
Trashthejeans said: Do I think he flinched? Not even close. He more than flinched this time. Damn near jumped off the stool. Maybe next time dump inside the shirt and shorts
Love the idea of slop going down his shorts and running all over his jock boy junk and in-between his bad boy buns.
Lokke said: Love seeing Eric getting a yukky slop but as the prince of slops myself, known for getting nasty slops, I definitely think he was deserving of a far more nastier slop than I ever get!
Lokke, giving credit where credit is due, you've not only taken more than your share of nasty slop, you've also (willingly or no) show quite a lot of skin while doing so.
I've heard of a cocky bat flip in baseball, but never seen a cocky tin flip like your pie master delivers here after crushing that oversized, gooey, delectable cream pie right in your face. I love the obnoxious little twist he gives it too.
I also love the resigned pout right after you flinch, as you realize you're about to get drilled with that huge pie and covered in all that foul, fishy, creamy slop. Finally, as usual, I love how it utterly saturates your crotch and basketball shorts. Wrecked is the only way to describe how you look by the end.