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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Chris Never Actually Played On The Team. He Just Liked Wearing The Uniform. For Whatever Reason, No One
Chris never actually played on the team. He just liked wearing the uniform. For whatever reason, no one ever questioned it. So he carried on with that fine ass of his. You go Chris!
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Brad couldn’t deal. Why would anyone need to when cocaine was EVERYWHERE? It didn’t even grow from the trees. It fell from the SKY!!! Brad took a selfie & sent it to Chris who took this photo. 4get the Hollywood Hills. Montreal was outrageous!!! Two travel straws and 30 minutes later, Brad and Chris’ vague understanding of the Inuit people kicked in.
Looking back, Chris was looking forward. He was also looking good. Wait. Was the man in the mirror even him? The name on his underwear had more than four letters. He could count but couldn’t always read well. Chris never called himself illiterate. He wasn’t sick. His teachers were for passing him all the way through the 8th grade. Bloody hell.
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Right after watching the show Brad got a text from Chris with his review. “Nailed it.” Minutes later they nailed eachother in the dressing room. Both were thankful it was opening night. Brad said it would be from here on as well. Chris was bummed. He thought it would be hammer time. That’s when Brad and Chris’ neighbor Luke piped in and said according to the footage on his phone, they each screwed over the other twice already. It shouldn’t be a big deal what they call it. That’s when Brad asked Luke how he got in the dressing room. Chris asked how harsh the shadows looked on film. The make up mirrors weren’t the best. Luke said the door was open, not bad and that he needed a ride home. Luke ended his date immediately after this wretched gay Flashdance show he was taken to. Unforgivable. This little sex show on the other hand, Luke could get used to. What were Brad and Chris doing backstage anyway? Chris was floored. “HELLLOOO!!! Luke. U just filmed it.”
Something was up. Chris just knew these things.
Brad swore he heard a dog whistle.
