
Steve: My favorite way of putting an immediate damper on passion is to take photos of myself propped against a mountain of frilly pink plush. The only step further one could take this would be to actually bury oneself in the pile with only one’s face and cock protruding, but then that becomes "art."
For more inspiration see this prior example.
David: The delicate curtains in this picture convey a breezy, gauzy magical quality to the entire tableau. While the diffused lighting mitigates the dark, disturbing Nietzschean quality of this guy’s into-the-wild scrotum.
And the cluster fuck of toys? Who is to say stuffed animals can’t exaggerate the erotic charge of a naked self-portrait? One need only consider the paraphilia-driven Plushies craze. Th-th-th-that’s all folks.