When people ask me what my type is I typically say I don’t have one and that really is the truth, and that feeling is never stronger than how I can fully lust over a hairy man, but someone who’s fully smooth will also really get me going. That said, I also love someone who’s in between those two. I really think it’s about how it adds or detracts from the person and which of those makes them feel the most confident.
For me, I go back-and-forth with myself. Sometimes I really love to keep a hairy body because it makes me feel incredibly masculine, but they’re also times where landscaping gives me this feeling of being really sexy in a way that I normally don’t present.
This is the eternal curse of the twunk. To hair or not to hair? I say both.