Two 22 y/o gay models in love. One goofy, one off. Neither ever the same guy. Both always awash with heavenly bodies and handsome faces they can't see for themselves living in a world impossible for them to blend in. Find their misadventures here.
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The View Was Fine. More Than Fine Actually. Brad And Chris Would Need To Upgrade Their Hotel Rooms More
The view was fine. More than fine actually. Brad and Chris would need to upgrade their hotel rooms more often.
About an hour later while all three laid in bed, their new friend, Chad would note the room key Brad and Chris had was for 909. They were in 606. How did they get inside?
Chris asked which time then notated the plant on the dresser was blinking. Brad said he had the same question and saw the little red light as well. At one point, he did think ‘reindeer’ and that now made sense. Such a thing never presented itself in the situation before.
Brad went on to say it would help if Chad was more specific as to this inside job. There was a lot of funky business going on in a relatively short period of time. Most of it was questionable. That was the fun.
Brad’s eyes went wide. He abruptly sat up and turned to Chad. “Streaming or recording?”
Chad flipped for a moment before realizing Brad and Chris didn’t care about being recorded. They cared to see it. Unfortunately, for them, he was streaming.
It was then and there Brad and Chris each got a text from their neighbor Luke. He happened to be on BBC and screenshot the whole thing. He would make a few quick gifs and shoot them over. To that, he couldn’t believe Chris’ hit the opposite wall.
Sure enough, it was true. All three were wondering where that pool of seaman landed. No one thought to look over AND up.
Luke said that made sense. When and where everyone and everything is going down it was understandable ‘up’ didn’t jump on the radar. The up part happened up front as it does.
True dat.
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Brad thought about getting guards for his nipples but he was nearly certain they only bled if you were running in a marathon. That whole notion was just downright freaky.
Well, he’d ask Chris later just to be sure. Right now his ass was looking really hot.
It was then Brad realized between his fine ass and mirrored sunglasses, the two shirtless boys that bladed by not two minutes ago prolly didn’t see him wink.
Hmmmm… well. Notated for next time. Certainly, another round will come. That’s when Chris tapped Brad on the shoulder scaring the Bejesus out of him. Yikes!
Well, the hot boys may have skated by, but at the end of the day, the possession was over. Chris and Brad were both thankful for that.
Buh-bye Bejesus.
Of course Brad backed it up. He backed like no one. Helloooo! What gay wouldn’t die without a phone?
Chris then informed his boyfriend he was referring to their VW Cabriolet in their driveway.
Brad paused for a moment to soak it all in. “Chris, did you want to stick it in?”
He did.
Of course he got lucky.
“Please… who does not know how to knock on wood? Gustavio, me, I am the expert. People knew this. Come on. What a silly question to say. That is like asking me if I wanted a cigarette, eh? Maybe a light I might need. I don’t know until the time. As for the wood, I am the Master. Just ask Miss Stewart.”
Gustavio then paused to knock on the massive oak desk he casually graced his lean upon. “I knock. That’s what I do. When it is really good, I knock twice. That’s how you know.”
Chris paused for a moment.
No. He did not feel out of place at all wearing his own clothes. They were all standing inside a clothing retailer were they not? It would only be odd if he was wearing clothes he did not own outside of the dressing room.
Chris then reminded the sales clerk at the boutique on Rodeo Drive ‘Stranger Things’ already happened. They were still producing new episodes too so they could put the matter to rest. The old saying was now absolute truth and no longer opinion.
Chris then seemingly out of nowhere felt himself resisting an incredible urge to scream, “BIG, HUGE, BIG mistake!”
Brad would attribute the unrecognizable urge to intergenerational trauma at dinner that evening. After careful consideration and research via a rental on Netflix, Brad’s hypothesis certainly fit the bill.
Chris then wondered how it was Chris saw the flick ‘Pretty Woman’ in the first place. It screamed of straight people. To the other end, it did produce an unexpected explanation for Brad’s fear of polka dot dresses. Chris always did admire Brad for his integrity.
“Orange?!?” Dang nab it. That busts a rhyme.
