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WHAT: A fairly vulgar muscular tease.
HOW MANY SUBSCRIBERS AT TIME OF WRITING: 7,247
WHY SHOULD I CARE: Man, when I found Joshua Armstrong's page on someone else's Facebook I jumped for joy, I'll tell you that for free. It has all the hallmarks of your standard YouTube Channel of the Week: low subscriber count, obscure subject, small but loyal fanbase, and, of course, a star.Joshua Armstrong's YouTube acts as a kind of trailer centre for his website, which is the namesake of the channel. He describes himself in his "about" page as "The naughtiest, cockiest and hottest muscle hunk" and, to be fair, he lives up to it, for the most part. His website is what I imagine most solo porn blokes' sites to look like – an introduction video, deals on downloads, blurred-out knobs, the works. His work sees him covered in shower suds, handcuffed with a Superman logo painted on his chest, snuggled up in bed, hypnotised, as a jock, a mentor, Santa Claus, sniffing poppers and doing balloons. He's a muscly flirt for every occasion, and he wants you to know he's a big arrogant bastard who works out and is better than you.And yet, there's something about him, something about his face that I don't buy as a prick. Sure, he's muscly and looks like he was created in the sweaty, screaming nightmares of a Magic: the Gathering player hospitalised after a particularly perineum-burning wedgie, but he has a sweetness to him, a kindness in his eyes. This isn't to say that the sexual attraction of his jock role doesn't work for its intended audience, but for the observer he just seems like a nice lad with great abs.
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