A flesh addict within the context of sex and sexual encounter can be described as a sex addict.
In a more literally sense Tank Dempsy used it around the end of the ww2 to describe what appeared to be hords of Nazi Zombies that where attacking him and his friends.
DIE YOU UNDEAD FLESH ADDICT!!!!
COME GEY SOME FLESH ADDICTS!!!
one of those hand dryers in public restrooms that blows the hot air so hard that the fat and skin on your hands flaps around.
Person A comes back from the restroom
Person B: That took a while
Person A: Yeah, there was a flesh flapper in there, I spend a while watching it blow around the skin on my hands.
A flesh turban is when a man stretches his scrotum over another person's head. Must be done in extreme heat so the scrotum is more loose and it better represents a turban.
Bill: It's so hot right now! Almost 100°!
Conor: Could you give me a flesh turban, Bill?
Bill: Sure thing, pal!
The act of pulling the foreskin over the tip of the penis, and safety-pinning it together.
"Man, you shouldn't have hooked up with that chick from the piercing place in the mall. She looks like she's into flesh diapers."
What a sopping wet slab of flesh!
Person 1: wow that Joey guy looks like he loves skin!
Person 2: thats why we call him flesh boy!
The male penis, genitalia, package, tool, wood, pecker, package, man meat, etc.
We were having a good roll in the sheets, then I came in from the flank and hit her hard with the flesh weapon... It was great!
From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the blessed machine. Your kind cling to your flesh, as if it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass that you call a temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved. For the machine is immortal. Even in death, I serve the Omnissiah.