This picture is like a snapshot of my mental state right after a buddy and I have shot loads together, when my instinct is just to cuddle up like the highly advanced talking monkeys that we are and just lie there, chests rising and falling in unison, feeling the warmth of another guy's body as you both luxuriate in the drawn-out post-orgasmic bliss. Happy to be alive, happy to be men. It doesn't always end up that way when I jack off with a guy -- sometimes he just wants to wipe off, get dressed, shake hands, and see-ya-later.That's cool with me, but when the energy's right, and you feel comfortable with your buddy -- man, it is so nice just lying there skin-to-skin, feeling like the two of you have just connected with the Primal Masculine Spirit, or something.