Do girls like to see boys chests?

I resemble that remark.
I am a man.
A firm, manly, man of manliness pulsating with ejaculatory jets of machismo and hairy male vigor.

My rippling chest covered with bling and more hair than a musky animal pelt or a Persian cabby awaits as a resting place for your delicate face. Although procede with caution, it also contains colonies of nesting birds and various forms of jungle fauna.